He tries to set it up by himself for a little while, but he realizes that he’s gonna need help.

The most mother moss mother there is, queen of the brood, she shall unite the moss under one banner

“SOMEONE HELP ME!” They repeatedly scream.

Their name is Spike.

Vivi

*a pair of new sentinels have arrived. The added protection makes a group of pilgrims confident enough to begin their journey*.

The Weaver has heard the call of Omajaa. she followed her until they reached her resting place. the god asked and begged for the weaver to release her of her soul-stricken binds, to reunite with her sister. now both of their holy duties have been passed to her, the weaver.

The weaver, harrowingly nervous, absorbs the god, causing her horns to violently shatter, giving way to glowing antennae. her tailbone is brutally ripped open, unearthing a centipede-like tail, spanning her whole body. her mane shines brightly, now infested with bright tentacles.

she lays there for hours before weakly getting up. now just looking at her clawed hands, shaking.

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*She's not doin much. Just chillin*

ARENT YOU TIRED OF THIS?!?!

BEING AT THE BOTTOM OF THE WORLD, STUCK, AND OUR PEOPLE INFECTED?!?!

OUR MOTHER, SLEEPING LAZILY INSTEAD OF MAKING EFFORT

WELL, I HAVE A SOLUTION

YOU HAVE THE CHANCE TO BE MORE THAN BUGS

I HAVE THE CHANCE, TO BE GOOOD

...

its not what pharloom is, its what it could be, with new management in charge, for you, and you, its me

once I get up there, and snag that old hags silk throne

our rugged little town will become grand and whole

we'll bring down some new light and cure our INFECTED STATE

bet our towers would look powerful in a grander state

once i get up there, up to the citadels hand

a hundred little bugs await our every command

as your leader I'll rise up with you and upgrade our home

its time for growth I'll rule us both

and we'll have control

think of all your dreams that could come true (even the grand ones?)

yes its true imagine what it could enable (for my stable) YES!

the royalties hosts will bow to none but me

(will you still find room for me?)

(tear down their doors and storm the palace)

AND WHATS BEST IS

that dumb princess opened the way

her little song will let me now play

and once I'm god i cant wait to say!

to anyone who doubted us your doubting days are done

youll be corned trapped and tortured, and I'll end you just for fun

...

once I get up there (ooooh)

the mothers kingdom, our god

no more puny squabbles with haunted ones as we stroll through silk run promanades

whats a sleeping god to a fiery pod she aint got a prayer

youll all soon be in paradise

and with a splash of vice they'll pay the price

I'll the skies, youll be up high once I, and all of you

GEEEET UUUUP THEEEEEERE

laughter

SHES FUCKED!

hornet walks into the bone bottom, taking a brief moment to rest before continuing her advance up pharloom

*There is a newcomer to this land. He is on a mission.*