What to call it? Not necessarily a "birth" by any means, but certainly not a death. What was the appropriate word The Amorphous Jowls sought to describe how it had come into being? Hard to say. It just sort of came to be. And then it explored. Another thing it couldn't put a finger on (so to speak) was how long it had explored. Long enough to find the deep seas of the world, and the tiny creatures that lived within them. And with that discovery, The Amorphous Jowls had an idea. A clever, clever idea. [i]Can I take these tiny defenseless creatures, and turn them into beasts that no life form can tame? Can I make them powerful enough to defeat the very Entity who would play the hand that would make them into these unstoppable monsters?[/i] That would be a sight to see. Its own creations defeat it, and maybe even erase it.

What wasn't to look forward to? The Amorphous Jowls spent more time still trying to find the tiny single-celled organisms that would hopefully become the instruments of his self-destruction some time, until it picked out one cell type in particular. In this water, there were cells who took in the sunlight from above, and cells who ate those sun-living cells. The Amorphous Jowls took a preference for the latter; the cells who ate other cells. These would be the ones it would first try to turn into the monsters that would eventually become those who slew him. And it was as such that The Amorphous Jowls gifted these cell-eating cells of his choosing with stronger eating power, so that they could even eat the cell-eating cells. Hardly a gift that could prove its own undoing, but it was a start.

[hider=The Amorphous Jowls]10% - Amoebas
0% - Free
90% - Undeveloped

Jowls's unicellular organisms have developed the mouth strength to eat other single-cell beasties.[/hider]