Verse 2:0 — Immortals
We are the Worm your God, the Flesh of Hope. Our compact is done: you are Aurash Eternal. And we are bound to you, as close as your appetites, as your loves or needs, as the weapon in your fists and the word in your throat.
We’ve had enough of this dismal place. Haven’t you?
We are intagliating your ship with larvae. Go back to your species. Spread the good news in the Osmium Court and the Hydrogen Fountain, in the Bone Plaza and the Star-surgery. You will rise up into the world.
If anyone rejects symbiosis with our children, make an example of them. A mighty wave is coming for them all. They’d die anyway; save only what can be saved.
The worm grants you power over your own flesh, Aurash. When you’ve taken the king morph, what will your adult name be?
Auryx. It means Long Thought. We approve.