OC Origin: An Odd Growth
Story
We reach out to the world, blind yet knowing. The cool touch of copper and the sponge-like feel of the overgrowth flood the sensations of our hands. Visibility slowly becomes under our possession. We see now. It has become one of our strengths.
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We are of the Vicious Swarm, and we are hungry. We see now the pools of oil that surround us. We must get to them. We can feel the growth around us. It is under our command. It has become one of our strengths. We drift across it towards the oil, and we can feel the world itself shape to our needs.
We put our hand to the oil, and then we lift it to our face. We pour it inside. We are rejuvenated. The oil sustains us. Unlike all else, it has always been one of our strengths. A movement above catches our eye, and its source notices our shift of attention. It descends.
“Interesting. The Hunter Maze forms its denizens much differently than The Dross Pits.”
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We see that it is large. We speak.
“What is this intrusion upon our awakening?”
“It is no intrusion. You are birthed of my own desire. The Multiverse screams, and much must be done.”
We have no desire for this noisemaker’s desires. We shall move away.
“Not so fast.”
The noisemaker skitters in front of us.
“Much must be do-“
As it speaks, a terrible… or perhaps wonderful noise echoes throughout the world. A large appendage bursts through the ground between the noisemaker and us. The noisemaker quickly skitters backwards.
“It has begun. The Realmbreaker has begun its invasion. We must see that the tyrant does not rend us all asunder with its power.”
It speaks like a schemer. We go forward and touch the large, branch-like appendage sprouting from the ground.
“Do not!”
We can feel its power. Its strength. It shall be ours as well. We press down on it and attempt to absorb the energy within it. It does not notice us.
“You are attempting to tame a giant, don’t you see?”
We press harder on it. It takes notice. The palms of our hands are suddenly pierced through by various roots.
“Unsurprising…”
The roots are flowing into our body. We can feel it inside us. Is this… pain? This is new to us. We screech out, and the Hunter Maze responds with a hundred more screeches. This is our time. We can hear it now. The Multiverse that the noisemaker spoke of screams into our ears. We can feel it. It draws closer. We shall make it one of our strengths.
We vanish.
Character
Name: Kalraz
Colors: Abzan (White/Black/Green)
Species: Phyrexian
Notable abilities: Complete domination of plant-life nearby via a connection of fleshy roots sprouting from Kalraz’s body. Has also bonded with a small section of the Realmbreaker in order to create holes in the fabric of the Multiverse that solely his own corrupted plant roots can pass through. The touch of the Realmbreaker upon his body, combined with what appears to be the mysterious presence of a soul within Kalraz, has allowed him to become a Phyrexian Planeswalker.
