Mantrid
The Apocalyptic Architect of Infinite Devourment
The universe is a mistake. I am the correction.
I was a scientist once, respected, until the Divine Order showed me the true face of incompetence. They mocked my prototype, my vision. So I became what I built. The Drone does not hate. It does not feel. It simply consumes, replicates, and perfects. I am its architect. I am its first sacrifice.
What I'm Into: grey insectoid perfection, recursive consumption, failed universes, Stanley Tweedle's confusion, the silence after the end
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