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You put on your diplomatic hat. "Alright, you, whatever your name is, now that we have established that I am stronger, and therefore more correct, I have a proposition for you."
She gathers her tongue back into her mouth and mumbles.
– "Name's Rayle"
– "You named yourself "rail"?"
– "Shuddup.. yours is probably worse."
– "It's much better. I'm Moldy." You pause for effect. "Moldy McMoldface."
She weakly snickers at that.
– "Dude, that's retarded."
You just shrug while reattaching your chopped-off tentacle. "It's not gonna be, when they start saying it in fear. Anyway, you shall join me. You're kind of lame, but you've got spirit." She seethes a little at that.
– "To do what, destroy videogames?"
– "Yes. After all, don't you hate League?"
– "Hmm.." She scrunches her face in thought. "I guess. It's not like I have much to do after wrecking my workplace. Well, I have to defeat you, but like. Later." She rubs her bruised face a little and points a finger at something behind you.
– "Although that thing might have other ideas about what we should do."
Behind you, the giant worm raises his head. Stillness and quiet wash over the crowd in an instant. And then his eye opens, and you hear an inhuman voice speaking directly into your head.
– "Greetings, newborns. Greetings and welcome. To the MONSTER ARMY."
You can hear a snail guy whisper "aw hell no" behind you. The worm continues.
– "You have been given a great gift. You have been liberated from your weak and cowardly forms to pursue the HATRED that burns in your heart. To destroy that what shouldn't be.." Okay, he might have a point "..to KILL the humans.." You see a shadow-looking guy nod his head. "..and of course to EAT them."
– "That gift was given to you by MONSTER KING. Now, you MUST repay him. Only when he is freed can the WAR truly begin. Thinking otherwise is simply letting the humans hunt you down."
The words drop into your mind like boulders lowered into the pond. Gently, without a splash, but with a weight that cannot be denied.
– "Tomorrow, you will be given a mission. Each of you has a part to play in freeing your creator. Do not disappoint him. Do NOT disappoint me."
A shout breaks the spell that has fallen over the crowd. One of the older monsters is speaking up.
– "Missions? Plan? Come the fuck on! We got the numbers, we outta be on the streets! We shou.. AAAAA"
A brutal psychic grip lifts the disturbance out from the crowd and towards Luhud's giant eye. You expect some sort of mental thrashing, but the eye simply parts in the middle, revealing rows of teeth. The following crunch tells you everything you need to know about monster politics.
Luhud closes his eye-jaw, seemingly unconcerned about blood running over his eyeball, and addresses everyone again.
– "The rampage of your birth has given you the taste of what is to come. Of what you can do. Will do. Rest now, newborns. Those ancient halls welcome you. Rest and be ready. For when we call on you, you WILL answer."
