125 White Voice

The Collecotr finalized its selection of genetic samples.

Jotnar. Draconid. Daemon. Firefly Shinchu. And Goblin Elite.

These five samples, all of them superior or of stock exemplifying the prime representatives of their species, mixed into the Collector's form, and all the biomass it now devoured went into giving shape to this ideation, like an outline sketch being filled in with vibrant colors sourced from the finest pigments.

The Collector's consciousness within the cocoon could still sense the world outside of it, albeit through muted senses, and it felt itself swirling in the amniotic liquid of its evolutionary chamber.

The Jotnar hand had tipped over, beginning what must have been an awing spectacle of a descent into the waters below. The goblin swarm would be smart enough to evade the waters pushed up by the impact, no doubt.