Post by Exaccus on Mar 21, 2017 12:51:39 GMT -5
Something was changing, that much was for certain, Exaccus had found himself in a deep nigh unbreakable slumber upon attaining his larval forms full capacity, it had been a welcomed relief if he was honest, a reprieve from the bottomless hunger that had driven him thus far, now that he was generating bio-energies sufficient to sustain himself he found it easier to focus on other tasks and after awaking amidst the shattered remains of his previous exoskeleton deep underground he had immediately tunnelled to the surface.
He'd almost forgotten how the sun looked, how its warm rays felt on his smooth black carapace, the cool breeze washing over his carapace and the soft earth sinking beneath his heavy zydactle feet, though he had no real way to count the time that had undoubtably passed he knew from the change in the season that he had been slumbering away for months, if not even more than that.
slowly lumbering down the small mound of now grassy earth he'd made digging his retreat and back into the verdent shade of his forrest home, where everything had began, where his creator had cast him out and left him to struggle for survival, deeming him a failure and a waste of time and effort; the pangs of pain and anger this brought up welled in him were somewhat soothed by the knowledge of his ever growing strength, validations for his continued survival.
One day soon he would visit his creator and see if he still felt that way, but now he was hardly prepared for such now, for now he needed to focus on evolving ever further, fulfilling the potential he knew he had, the potential that he had been purpose made to achieve , to attain the perfection of his design.
then and only then would he have proof, proof for all the world to see that he deserved to have been created, that he deserves to keep on living, by force if necessary, for if he'd learned one thing in his short life it was that many other life forms were willing to disagree and take his existence from him
This couldn't be allowed and it certainly couldn't be tolerated, not if he had anything to say about it.
for now though he found it best to simply lay low and gather his strengths so that he might resist his destruction when someone made the attempt on him again, he would be ready and they; they would be sorry.
Clambering into a large hollow log and settling down in it he stared out at the world with his large, stationary eyes in silence, wondering what else it might throw at him.
Only Time could Tell.
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