With a shriek that will surely take the soul out of any normal being that hears its otherworldly scream. it awakens. It does not know who it is, where it is, or what it is, but one thing is for sure: it knows its calling. the reason why it was born: to devour, conquer, and become stronger. But there's another reason: it remembers, with a great flame that suddenly appeared and ferociously burns inside its…. heart? or whatever it is. Revenge is what it seeks; it doesn't know who the unlucky enemy that angered such a majestic being (what it proclaimed to himself) as itself, but one thing is for sure: all grudges must be cleared, and the blood debt must be paid with blood. is what his feelings said.

It was weird, it thought in its mind. "whay mi wans kil sam wuaan?" it asks itself. completely oblivious to the fact that what was weirder is that it already has a semblance of intelligence and can already form its own thoughts, when at this stage it should only be able to think with its own instinct, which means it should be somewhat stupid.

While still pondering and completely lost in his own thoughts, the surrounding space around him, or more precisely, the space around its cocoon, is slowly being covered by a transparent energy that has lifted his cocoon and moved him in a particular direction. He was surprised by the sudden movements, completely waking up to reality. Confusion befalls him, and as he grows wary of the situation, fear starts looming over his mind, which is understandable; after all, even if it were more intelligent, it was still nothing but an infant waking up minutes ago.

As more time passes, not knowing what kind of fate will befall him, fear slowly but steadily piles up in his heart. It does not know where it is being taken and does its best to struggle with its blob-like body, attached with countless baby tentacles, but to no avail; it has neither strength nor power to help him deal with its current predicament. But persevering to survive, it howls, hoping that its pathetic scream will scare whatever is responsible for its current plight, as it keeps floating toward a direction it does know due to its pathetic sensory gland. It felt something as it grew closer to that something, which, by no means, it knew was much stronger than himself. Perhaps it was due to his enhanced instinct, unique to its kind, that he knew his life would end if that something chose to kill him.

Already losing hope that he will live, he regrets that he was born without being able to reach the apex of his life. He accepted his fate, knowing that continuously struggling would not bear any fruit. Then suddenly, a spike punctured through the soft shell of the cocoon that envelops its body, and liquids started spilling slowly out of his cocoon, then bursting out as the spike-like claw continuously reaps it open. After creating an opening, it attaches its tentacles around the infant, and carefully pulls him outside of the cocoon.

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Dumbfounded that he can’t sense any bad intentions or the weird actions of the being that it thought would kill him. It tries using its senses to seek the body of the being it believes to be its murderer. While trying to understand the situation and probing his surroundings, the being spoke. "A male abyssal... Interesting." thought by the older being. "Welcome, little one." It spoke to the infant’s mind with a motherly voice so gentle you wouldn’t expect it due to its appearance.

Surprised by the sudden words resounding in its mind. It shrieks, trying to scare away the foreign feeling that invades its mind, while waving its tentacles in order to defend itself, completely unaware of the concept of communication. It continuously screams with its circular maw filled with baby razor-sharp fangs, which was cute and scary to look at.

Amused by the current situation, it impressed her a lot to see her brother's pathetic attempt to fight back and save himself. After all, at such a young age, not even a day old, his first thought is to fight back and defend himself out of fear and desire to survive, while many of his siblings would fight back too, but purely due to their instinct without any regard for self-preservation. "Calm down, little one." It spoke again to its mind, "I am not an enemy; I am your family; there’s no need for one to be scared." It reassures its currently panicked little brother.

As those words resounded in his mind once again, it felt an indescribable comfort; something warm spread all over its body, which quickly calmed his scared mind and heart. Apparently, the being who comforts the young one used one of its abilities in order to calm and get rid of the fears of its little brother. What it did was simple. Using the connection created by the intricate magical thread with a specific magical formula that formed a connection or bridge to his little brother's minds, it sends a magical signal of comfort to its mind, completely fooling its brain to calm down, which obviously works due to the sudden change in his brother's actions.

The being that holds the young abyssal decided to wait for his brother to completely calm himself down before continuing to communicate with him. As the latter has begun to ease himself up, the older being scans the body of the young one; she checks his body to see the things that must be improved and will surely help him onto the path that he will be forced to walk. These are the difficulties that the youthful warrior and many others who were created for the annihilation of the numerous worlds that lived over countless universes would have to overcome.

A path full of thorns akin to the maw of the "Ancient Ones." With the challenges that his brother will face, he pitied him, and she prayed. "By the abyss, I hope you’ll be able to walk through this darkness, set upon you by the supreme beings." A prayer that comes from the very bottom of her eldritch heart.