So small. How did you come to be here little grub? No lusus?
Your bleeding. Why are-? Your blood. Its bright red.
So thats it. Come here, I won't hurt you. Your a mutant. No lusus would accept you.
Your scared arn't you? Well, there is no need to be. I'll be your guardian.
Let us get out of here young one. The Mother Grub will be pissed for my actions. And there is no telling what the highbloods will think, or the Empress.
But, we will find a life.
We will. And you will be in society.
A name. You must have a name. But what will it be?
Oh, not so fast, eat more slowly little one. You will vomit again if you don't.
There, thats better. That cacass isn't going anywere.
You don't have an ancestor, so we must think up a good name. Megido? No, it wouldn't work. Neftos? No, no, no. Vantas?
Ohh! You like that one do you? Well, your name will be Vantas. Vantas the Signless. I must say, it has a ring to it, haha.
I brought food!
Oh, thank you Vantas. My you have grown, little one.
Yeah, yeah.
Are you planning on going to see that show in that town?
I might spare some time for it.
I'll go with you then.
But what about your blood?
They won't know. Our secrets are safe. Now put on your cloak.
Okay.
Why? *sob* Why must I watch this?
QUIET SLAVE!
AWWW! Please, stop.
SHUT YOUR FUCKING MOUTH!
You have forced a MOTHER to watch her son DIE!
All great storys start somewhere. Ther raidings of Marquise Spinneret Mindfang and Dualscar. The tyranny of The Grand Highblood. The trials and hunts of Redglare. But none are more moving and memorable, than the story of the Signless, the Psiioniic, the Disciple and the Dolorosa. All great storys met up here.
This is their tale. This is their lifes, failures, achievments, and end. This is the tale of The Signless.
