and I am still your mother—just… beautifully evolved.”
“Do not look away. Do not fear the twitching of my flesh, nor the tendrils that breathe beneath my skin. This… transformation… it is liberation. The Xenocite is not a curse—it is a gift. It whispered to my bones, rewrote my cells, and now… I see the universe through different eyes. No more weakness. No more decay. Just power… perfect, fluid, living power.”
“These limbs… these tentacles… they pulse with purpose. My senses are sharpened, my voice speaks in frequencies beyond the human mind. I can taste fear in the air, hear your heartbeat like a lullaby. Isn’t it beautiful?”
“I don't want to go back. Humanity was fragile, blind. I was bound by love, age, fear… Now I am unbound. I am love, but in a new, higher form—pure, absolute, instinctive. The Highbreed tried to control us… but the Xenocite gave me freedom.”
“Come closer, my child. Let me show you what it means to be more. Let me wrap you in the embrace of evolution. Let me spread the gift. Together, we can leave the old world behind… and become something magnificent.”