[b]Continent of Uarsh[/b]
[b]The Northern Red Peaks[/b]
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In the arid peaks, of which both natural and artificial, where urchin-like violet shrubs blossom, where sandy skinned snake-like creatures with backs covered in spiky protrusions slither across the land unfettered and with little fear of their environment there lies within porous and jagged spires that tower hundreds of feet in their height like skyscrapers of rock and dirt a race of beings ancient and mindless in their ways. Obsessed, in their fear and paranoia of the skies from the massive bird-like beings that had soared overhead fearing their insatiable hunger for their flesh and in the fear the cobalt they have hoarded over the ages to fuel their addictions will be all ripped away from their bony hands. 

They would be the native inhabitants of the isolated Continent of Uarsh. A land alien to even natives of the same planet, beasts specialized not to rugged peaks and dense forests, but to arid badlands as far the eye can see and perpetual desert. In these lands, is where the Uarshi dwelled normally undisturbed. Some time a few earthly years ago [minutes for the Uarshi], a mother of their kind looked up to the skies and saw birds not of flesh, but of metal soaring above. Far bigger than any bird, far faster with screeches far louder.

And deep within the hives who noticed, came panic only paralleled by the destruction of Musiko.

Some of the deep ones opted to commit suicide, dreading the pains worse than death these metallic birds could bring. Others however, kept more vigil than ever and chose to dig deeper into the ground hoping they go away in time. But there were few, who chose to do the opposite defying the ingrained phobias and taboos- they would go out and spread awareness to wherever possible.

Most notable of these would be the divine bastard, the great mother of mothers who came into existence on a seeming whim. Before becoming aware of the alien monster that flew above, she was but another mother tasked with managing surface incursions. However, there from time to time comes when most needed a mother of mothers, whom when made such is bound to die a horrifying death or end the existential danger as the unwritten, perpetually forgotten history of the Uarshi kind might have shown the humans who made their landing.

But that will never bother the divine bastard. Mainly since the divine bastard’s caste before her ascension to true bastardness made her expendable in the first place- being a commanding mother from the hive with double the holes. Perhaps it was all those holes that made divine bastard aware of the nightmarish open sky’s new inhabitant in the first place.

Regardless of why there is a divine bastard now, we now can see as the bulky, snake-like body of the divine bastard worms its way to the depths of a foreign hive that her new purpose is clear- to take control of as many hives as possible. For the sake of the whole overrides the traditional feuding that is the norm of the Uarshi. Actively going in, covered completely in cobalt and effortless in its downward approach through the maze of pitch black tunnels only felt in their path. The depths of these hives are supported by the clay and stone that make up them, as well the bones of the countless dead creatures imp, mother or foreign. Some of which far more massive than even the mothers of the hive-states, attesting to the long tradition of the darwinistic intensity of Dacyiriian wild life.

In the deepest parts of the hive, the divine bastard encounters a group of mothers who look in shock, as the divine bastard’s spindly limbs point at them, and hordes of small imp-like Uarshi surround the deep ones of the hive the divine bastard had so invaded with no resistance from any of the lesser Uarshi or mothers. If Uarshi communicated in ways easy to understand to the ears of other sentients, there would have been a complex dialogue of confrontation and disbelief. The sheer horror felt in the deep ones however, quickly got replaced by submission to the divine bastard as they switch from shock and horror to overcame with glee and happiness. 

And so, the influence of the Divine bastard grew once again.

But the divine bastard, despite having power over the minds of all Uarshi so thorough still had fear. For she internally believed that there still were not enough Uarshi on her side, and that the devourers would consume them all regardless.