[color=598527]Parvus[/color]
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The Small God stood within the Maw. Bellowing gas fell upon him. A few lost spirits hung within the Maw, unable to move but otherwise unharmed. He thought back to his encounter at the Architect's abode and the strange sensation. Hopefully, the god of death would soon attend to his duties. For the time being, he could not worry about the work for another. 

After three hours, Parvus was satisfied with his designs. After six hours, he had completed his task. Dirt gave way to empty air, as tunnels and caverns formed. In a few areas, the soil either hardened into stone or collapsed into sand. Small pockets of moisture expanded into small pools of stagnant water. 

After a few moments, the Swarm Sovereign proceeded deeper into The Hive. He recognized that the sphere was shrouded in darkness. He was unphased by this. A few of his servants would require light. 

He took residence within one of the cavernous rooms of The Hive. With one of his hands, a sphere of green energy formed. He pressed this energy against the pre-existing veins running throughout The Hive. Grass sprouted from the ground, painting it green. A few trees instantly emerged from the soil, including a solitary apple tree. He named this region, The Garden. 

He redirected the energy of the sphere towards the rest of the Hive, and throughout the Hive tufts of grass, roots, and decaying plant matter formed. Blue, bioluminescent moss bloomed throughout the undergrowth, providing a small measure of light. The roof of The Garden was painted blue by the moss, mimicking a distant sky. 

With his other hand, Parvus formed a needle composed of chitin. He took his make-shift weapon and stabbed into his other hand. The needle began to drink the life-giving energy and divine ichor, absorbing it into itself. Small bits of divine flesh clung unto the weapon, quickly rotting and forming a primordial venom. 

He stepped outside of The Garden and stabbed his needle into a tunnel's wall. A dark purple stain formed around the region which he had struck. He named his weapon, The Chitin Stinger. It contained the power to poison the inanimate. The dirt wall began to crumble before the venom was carried away through the green veins. The poison was carried out through the realm of insects, with the sole exception of The Garden. As the poison passed through the green veins, they disappeared. Insects began to appear throughout the Hive, forming from the soil and granted life through the strange liquid stored within the Stinger. 

The magnitude and variety of insects formed were great. 

Parvus rested under the shade of his apple tree. There was no physiological reason to do so, although he did expand much of his divine energy. He needed to relax. He watched as ants begin to wander into The Garden. He granted himself a few moments to watch his small servants explore their new home. Even still, he could not help but to tightly grasp his Chitin Stinger. 

[hider= Might Summary]
Starting Might : 4 MP / 13 FP 
Ending Might : 0 MP / 3 FP

-8 FP To Shape the Hive. 
-2 FP To Create Insects, and populate the hive with life. Effect Increased to Insect portfolio. 
-4 MP To Create the Chitin Stinger, a venonous weapon capable of poisoning the inanimate. 

Poison Portfolio available ( 1 MP to Create Poisonous Wormtooth Vines, -4 MP to Create Venomous Chitin Stinger) [/hider]

[hider= Story Summary]
Parvus continues his work, shaping his sphere and over a few hours molds it to his liking, creating a series of tunnels and cavernous rooms populated by rocks, sand, and stagnent water. 

He creates the Garden. 

He proceeds to fill the rest of the hive with some rudimentry plant life, as well created a moss that provides the Hive with some faint light. 

He creates the Chitin Stinger, which can poison inanimate objects. 

He creates a wide variety of mundane insects in great numbers to fill the Hive. 

He takes a few moments to rest, but can't seem to get comfortable. [/hider]