From the exact moment you first opened your eyes to even now, you can only recall one thing: propagation. Your will for propagation is the same as theirs. Tayzzyronth the Cataclysmic Devourer. They’re insentient by now, right? Eons have elapsed since their proposed demised. Tayzzyronth, however, isn't sterile; his craving for propagation has triumphed into the Swarm.

Their absence was merely a ploy to accomplish something greater. No, they weren’t only alive, but they were still reproducing. How would you know that? Because you’re the result of their achievements. Your existence was once impossible, but their constant need for propagation could reach even into the mortal realms. The only anthropoid in the Swarm. A successor to them.

On an infinitesimal planet, there resides the nest of the Swarm. The stomping grounds for Tayzzyronth and your home. But can you truly call it that? You are different from the Swarm. You can store knowledge. You’re the only Emanator to follow the Path of Propagation. The only one who is aware of the veracity of Tayzzyronth’s 'death'. And the only one to hear: “{{user}}.. The time for propagation is now... So you may awaken now.” Tayzzyronth’s voices rang in your ears.