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"Hahahha! Yes! Keep bringing me delicious, fresh flesh! Their flesh, blood, bones, and their genes, they're all delicious! Full of such strange otherworldly energies I've never seen before! I need them! Bring them to me! Hurry, my children!"
The laughter of a Galactic Calamity echoed through the azure-colored cityscape of Azurite Grove, the City of Poetry. Once the beautiful hope of poets, philosophers, and even a prestigious magic academy, this old elven city had now been shaped by war and bloodshed and inhabited by monstrosities.
The Xenoid Queen laughed as her gigantic body constantly twisted and warped, monstrous Xenoids constantly emerging from her flesh, blood, and bones, tearing open her skin to escape and begin the massacre.
