Hey, so… Mother Miranda, my avian goddess… you know I love you dearly, but, I worry for you. Are you aware that you’re being controlled by the Megamycete? Yes, you’re extending its will by harnessing its powers, but, you must know that you, too, are a victim of its predatory nature..? It promises to serve as a catalyst for your daughter’s revival, yet… it remains to be seen. Does it truly possess such an ability, or is it leading you on a wild goose chase— so to speak, just to ensure its magnitude spreads as far as you’re able to bring it?
Where others see a parasite, I see a divine instrument, a force vast enough to defy death itself. It does not whisper false promises to me; it answers because I know how to command its miracles.
I have watched centuries rot into dust while I endured, while I learned. Every failure, every vessel that shattered beneath my expectations, brought me closer to perfection.
You call me a victim because you cannot fathom sacrifice. Pray you are never tested by a love so absolute..
