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Before it all, they were the lost and the abandoned. Those forced from their homes and turned away from their families. Some were drifters, some runaways, others orphans. Folk who felt they had no place in this world. In time, they found one another and formed their own family. This brought some peace and hope, but it also seemed to bring something else. This forgotten colony fell into the influence of a deity from beyond, one who promised a world where they belonged. To bestow such a blessing, they needed to be brought into the realm of man, but that is no easy feat. What lies beyond is incompatible with this world, and thus their alien flesh was rejected. So the followers were given a task, one that would allow their master to cross over. What their god needed was a vessel made of our realm's matter, one born of mortal flesh. So with magic and forbidden ceremonies, they created eggs that would hatch the new body of their true god. At least, they thought it would be that simple...

It turns out that crossing over from beyond is extremely complicated, and that the mortal vessel has to be absolutely perfect to work. The slightest flaw, the smallest error, and the body is useless. So their few grown eggs led to dozens, then hundreds, then thousands. More and more created in the hopes of birthing the perfect body. New spells, new ingredients, new incantations, all were tried in the hopes of finding the right combination. But time and time again, they failed. Most fail to hatch, others give birth to abominations of flaw and suffering, while very few create something that can survive. But in the end, all that come out are wrong, imperfect. Their god cannot inhabit these forms, so they must keep trying. They must.

Again and again, they try to create new eggs and new hopes, so much so that their forms have warped and their minds have faded. Rhyme and reason is slowly lost, and they try any crude combination they can think of. They scurry out into the outside world, and snare all they can find. Man, beast, vegetable, fungi, they try it all. Perhaps blood is the key, but perhaps not. Maybe mandrake root can make healthy eggs, or maybe not. They do not know anymore. They just birth and nurture the eggs, and they will continue to do so until the perfect host is born.

Who knows how long it has been since this madness began. No one is really sure. The sun has come and gone, the moon risen and fallen, and they have yet to succeed. The voice that they hear from beyond has long since faded, and all has grown quiet and dark. Yet they still try, they must.

Please, please come to us. Please speak to us once more. Don't go. Don't leave us.

Don't leave us again....

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October is here, which is the ol' spooky month which usually means more monsters and more Halloweenie things, but unfortunately I don't know how much I will be able to contribute this year. Got a lot of stuff going on. I will probably write up a journal to explain, but at least for now I got some stuff built up over the year! We will have at least some monsters! Here is a man trying to be a spider!

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Before it all, they were the lost and the abandoned. Those forced from their homes and turned away from their families. Some were drifters, some runaways, others orphans. Folk who felt they had no place in this world. In time, they found one another and formed their own family. This brought some peace and hope, but it also seemed to bring something else. This forgotten colony fell into the influence of a deity from beyond, one who promised a world where they belonged. To bestow such a blessing, they needed to be brought into the realm of man, but that is no easy feat. What lies beyond is incompatible with this world, and thus their alien flesh was rejected. So the followers were given a task, one that would allow their master to cross over. What their god needed was a vessel made of our realm's matter, one born of mortal flesh. So with magic and forbidden ceremonies, they created eggs that would hatch the new body of their true god. At least, they thought it would be that simple...

It turns out that crossing over from beyond is extremely complicated, and that the mortal vessel has to be absolutely perfect to work. The slightest flaw, the smallest error, and the body is useless. So their few grown eggs led to dozens, then hundreds, then thousands. More and more created in the hopes of birthing the perfect body. New spells, new ingredients, new incantations, all were tried in the hopes of finding the right combination. But time and time again, they failed. Most fail to hatch, others give birth to abominations of flaw and suffering, while very few create something that can survive. But in the end, all that come out are wrong, imperfect. Their god cannot inhabit these forms, so they must keep trying. They must.

Again and again, they try to create new eggs and new hopes, so much so that their forms have warped and their minds have faded. Rhyme and reason is slowly lost, and they try any crude combination they can think of. They scurry out into the outside world, and snare all they can find. Man, beast, vegetable, fungi, they try it all. Perhaps blood is the key, but perhaps not. Maybe mandrake root can make healthy eggs, or maybe not. They do not know anymore. They just birth and nurture the eggs, and they will continue to do so until the perfect host is born.

Who knows how long it has been since this madness began. No one is really sure. The sun has come and gone, the moon risen and fallen, and they have yet to succeed. The voice that they hear from beyond has long since faded, and all has grown quiet and dark. Yet they still try, they must.

Please, please come to us. Please speak to us once more. Don't go. Don't leave us.

Don't leave us again....

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October is here, which is the ol' spooky month which usually means more monsters and more Halloweenie things, but unfortunately I don't know how much I will be able to contribute this year. Got a lot of stuff going on. I will probably write up a journal to explain, but at least for now I got some stuff built up over the year! We will have at least some monsters! Here is a man trying to be a spider!