Chrysalis

Odren, the Father of Monsters, oldest and first amongst the Ancients, we beseech thee.

Grant us freedom from the prison that binds us.

Preserve us from the creations of your power.

Watch over and protect us with your omnipresent sight.

Save us from ourselves.

- Prayer of the Cult of Origin

Lost in my own thoughts, the next few hours blow past without me really noticing. The Colony finished setting everything up, setsulah arkesh came and haggled over everything, mostly the jewellery, also the end table, then it was time to pack up again.

The only thing that really jolted me out of my thoughts was when the table in question was eventually purchased. As the winning setsulah claimed the prize on behalf of his ka’armodo, he decided to open the drawers to make a full inspection of the purchase, only to recoil in surprise when a demon sprang loose.

Uncoiling himself and leaping in one smooth motion, Odin bellowed his fury, blade arms flashing with murderous red light.

[Anthony! I’m coming for your head!]

I swatted him out of the air with my mandibles.

have

of course, and Odin was rounded up without any further incident,

stay on the mountain home of the ka’armodo, Desert Basin, has come to an

Anthony! Don’t think that way! Expecting everything that happens to turn into an unmitigated disaster in one form or another is not a healthy

revelations from Rassan’tep should be enough to fulfil the excitement quota. I don’t even know what it means for me, this so-called Truth. Is there an option where I become the twentieth Ancient, then tell the others to

has been unlawfully lifted from Royal Road. If

until he releases me from the Call? Perhaps the best solution is that I help raise another monster to the position of Ancient, then

was certain the Ancients escaping wouldn’t destroy the planet. This is too

nothing they can do about any of this in the present moment, and the Colony has enough

cores that flow from this trade will be a wonderful supplement to our own harvesting efforts, ensuring more young ants can grow

see about fixing

the water. The nest is torn down in short order and the

is once again stuffed below decks and I am back in place, balanced on the deck of the large, wide tub while the brathian crew works around me. There’s a lot that goes into getting a ship like this to move the way they want it to,

to focus on is not slapping any of the crew with my antennae accidentally.

every cabinet, which was clearly my mistake. I had no idea you were

unleashed rivers of blood for lesser insults

but suspended above my head in his own little gravity well, there isn’t much he

on, let it go. We are out on the water, sailing! Great big adventure! Isn’t