Army Name 1st SwarmCurrent General: Hive Queen
Location: Ukraine/Moldovia
Morale: 100%
Strength/Unit Breakdown: - <Troop Type>/<Number of Troops>/<Bonuses>/
- <Hunters>/<10,000>/<The Scourge of Gorika>/
- <Spitters>/<5,000>/<Ranged(spitting acid at bow range),The Scourge of Gorika >/
- <Gargantuas>/<150>/<Massive(Gargantuas are elephant sized monster bugs), Tank, Heavy Armor, The Scourge of Gorika>/
- <Blisters>/<500>/<Poisonous(Blisters when slain release large amounts of toxic gas that burns non vrael) Suicide Troops,(Will commit suicide in battle to do as much damage as possible, The Scourge of Gorika>/
- <Thrall Hosts>/<3000>/<Thrall Raising (Enemies slain by a thrall host are implanted with a parasite that hijacks the body and raises it as a 'thrall' under the control of the Queen. Raise 10% of enemy dead as new soldiers for every 1000 Thrall Hosts so 30%) Scourge of Gorika.
Current Action: Invading Moldovia.
I am.
I see.
I live.
I have purpose.
A new world stretches out before me.
It is an empty world.
A world of bits and pieces scattered about and scurrying mindlessly.
It is a new world to which I shall bring purpose.
I glide down a thousand passages, witnessing the lives of untold millions who teem and grow, united in a bond of purpose and will. My will. The new eggs hatch, younglings stir restless wings and take to the air in first flights, others skitter about as I perform tasks that I do not even notice. I am thousands of voices, I am greater than all legions, I cry out with them all. But there is no answer to my cry. There is no surprise at the silence, only sadness.
I remember. Companionship, thousands of voices joined together, the unity of their life songs and mine. But now the many songs have ceased. I remember when we came, flush with the feast of worlds, ready to bring purpose to a purposeless world again. But our glorious purpose was defeated and the songs silenced. I remember. I hid away beneath the earth, within Gorika. I do not remember how it came to pass but awareness returned and this new world stretched before me.
Now alone I must spread. I must grow. The purpose must not be ended. I rush down through countless minds, my will shaping and changing as it spreads to all parts of me upon the world.