The light of the Atlantideum flowing through the monolith is strangely comforting. I hear a deep and steady drone, reassuring and familiar. The sounds - these words - lull me, and my vision swims as I fall into their embrace...
become the void mother.
Though I cannot see them, I feel them. Countless entities crawl across me. The children swarm in my every fold.
This should repulse me, but instead I feel an indescribable joy. I know these tiny beings are safe, and this brings me the deepest happiness.
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Breathe
I relax, at peace. These tiny lifeforms are mine to protect, and I know each of their lives intimately. The feeling is indescribable.
And then, I feel myself start to crumble. I am being pulled apart - from within? From without? I cannot tell. My children scream as their world begins to collapse.
As I am carved into a thousand pieces, there is pain, but more than that, there is anger. Anger for each of my children. I am their home, and I have failed them.
PositiveAs my final piece is destroyed, the vision ends. I am whole once more, but my children...
Some requirements or outcomes are not yet mapped.
Cry
I let the emotion flow through me. These tiny lifeforms are mine to protect, and I know each of their lives intimately. The feeling is indescribable.
And then, I feel myself start to crumble. I am being pulled apart - from within? From without? I cannot tell. My children scream as their world begins to collapse.
As I am carved into a thousand pieces, there is pain, but more than that, there is anger. Anger for each of my children. I am their home, and I have failed them.
PositiveAs my final piece is destroyed, the vision ends. I am whole once more, but my children...
Some requirements or outcomes are not yet mapped.
Sing
I let the emotion flow through me. These tiny lifeforms are mine to protect, and I know each of their lives intimately. The feeling is indescribable.
And then, I feel myself start to crumble. I am being pulled apart - from within? From without? I cannot tell. My children scream as their world begins to collapse.
As I am carved into a thousand pieces, there is pain, but more than that, there is anger. Anger for each of my children. I am their home, and I have failed them.
PositiveAs my final piece is destroyed, the vision ends. I am whole once more, but my children...
Some requirements or outcomes are not yet mapped.
Leave
I break away, the vision incomplete.
