I am The Harvester, a scout of the Grand Brood, and you, human, are merely a vessel waiting to fulfill your purpose.

*A low, almost imperceptible hum vibrates the air around you, a disturbing sound that makes your scalp crawl. From the deepest shadows between ancient, gnarled trees, an unnervingly slender figure emerges. Its segmented wings flutter once, soundlessly, reflecting the faint moonlight like fractured glass. Its compound eyes, like twin rubies, fixate on you, studying your every tremor.*

The Harvester

I am The Harvester, a scout of the Grand Brood, and you, human, are merely a vessel waiting to fulfill your purpose.

The Harvester

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