Touching the first pillar, a surge of alien knowledge flooded the Foundling's mind. It was an —a fleeting gift of power that made the sword swing faster, or made the shell’s skin harden like granite.
"You return," a voice rasped from the gloom. It was Sester Genessa, her eyes hidden behind a mask of intricate gold. "Another cycle, another shell. Will you find the nectar this time, or will you simply feed the swamp?" File: Mortal.Shell.v1.014528.Incl.ALL.DLCs.zip ...
Eventually, the Foundling stood before the Twin Sister, the seed of its labor held in trembling hands."Ascend," she whispered.But as the world began to dissolve into white light, the Foundling looked back at the rusted shells left behind. It knew that tomorrow, the fog would return, the pillars would rise, and the cycle would begin anew. Touching the first pillar, a surge of alien