"The Wormhole Realm..." Orion murmured, his eyes opening slowly. "So, this is the handiwork of the invaders."
He had fully assimilated Zerin's consciousness. He now understood the creature's origins, though the knowledge was fragmented.
Zerin was a God-Devourer, a terrifying sub-strain of the Void Insectoids. This was the vanguard race prepared to invade the Titanion Realm. However, any specific intelligence regarding their home world had been wiped clean from Zerin's mind—a safeguard implanted at birth.
"Cautious bastards," Orion muttered. "They didn't leave a single breadcrumb."
Deep within Zerin's psyche, Orion had found complex soul-binding wards designed to control the creature. Fortunately, his divine power had shattered them effortlessly. Zerin, the God-Devourer, was now Orion's avatar.
