I felt kind of bad seeing such a remorseful elder Grandros die. But. He had to die.
I mean if I was myself a few billion Gaia years prior, I would have spared him and made him a servant but I have my shell's memories. Her way of thinking is all about survival, it's such a pity she was killed off.
Well, at least I inherited her memories, and I am much more powerful.
The dense cloud of pink skulls spread. they were many echoing voices at present. As if whispering delicious temptation in my ears. I did not fall for it though, using the same method my previous shell used. Ignore and focus on what she needed only feeding when the hunger became too great. So I still knew myself keeping steady even if several of them whispered continually.
Satrya Bennett that shell was so self-centred that she blocked out everything else even the constant whisper from them did not register with her.
She was that amazing.