Looking over and researching more ways to grow The Black Tree Virus

You know.. We are the masters of deceptive arts, little one..

Come....Come...Embrace and denounce any gods...Goddess...Let it all be pure

...And let the body and mind...

Fade to your new roots...

Touch the tree, it's thorns chipping your soul with sweet bloody pooling wisdom..

Embrace your hunger...Your body thirsts for truth...Don't let the lies tell you... You are your own changeling..

Become... One.... Of The Black Swarm.

And perhaps...The Wise Mother of All Life of The Void... Will bless you to a pitching abyssal new shell..