Chapter 1.3 : Rebirth

OP======== DOW 2 Beta Tyranid Theme

Outro======All Along The Watch Towers

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~As my grandad and gator, we left through a portal that seems to open where the entrance for the door would lay, the area that I see through it seemed like a luscious field of green grass with dark blue-cyan tips on them.

As we leave through the portal, the waitress taps my shoulder and asks me a question I'm unable to really understand fully but she seems too hesitant towards the gramps, it almost sounds lik-

"Graaaandson." he pokes my rib "What's going o-"

The old man stops to look at this waitress and gives them a stare down, the air around me feels Cold and musky, then I'm pulled through the portal and land on the softest grass in this known Universe. Gator comes up to me to see how I'm doing when his face turns pale, I'm about to ask what's wrong when I hear a Scream coming from the waitress and her body is torn from the void and smashed from this realm. That's when I see what my gramps meant by not showing his actual form to people.

For a brief second, I could see a body that was thin, tall no eyes, its mouth with sharp talons, and a bulging beak in his mouth. Then back to what he was, an old man in his 70s? 80s? I can never tell if he looks like someone in his prime but he appears old.

~he walks out like nothing really happened, with a face that could keep you smiling. Seems strange when you think about it in an odd way.

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The Doorway closes, and I ask Gator what that was about with him killing the waitress. "Oh, that she isn't dead. She has been displaced in time reliving an event worse than death." he shudders and his form displaces, his hands shake and move around like someone who has the coffee shakes "You never get used to those kinds of things, the last time I saw this happen was on Earth before humanity came around. The Elder ones were doing experiments on small mollusks, advancing their intelligence. While it work it was deemed illegal by the FOUR." Gator explains to me as I notice Gramps walking towards us in a stride through the grass, only stopping for a moment to sniff the air.

"While it did advance their tech in the long run, it cause their extinction. And I think we know when it happened remember At The Mountains Of Madness?"

~ I turn towards him with a look that doesn't even shock him, my jaw drops my mind unravels to this piece of information; "can you explain, how that's even possible?" I ask him.

"That's pretty easy Redacted… we should get you a Cuthivian name sooner than later because your old name is pretty in many ways dead." Gramps comes behind me with a mug of Black goo that's steaming… wait wasn't he-

"Over there?" I give him an unamused face. "You have got to stop r-" "reading your mind?" Gramps smiles at me, shaking his head in amusement.

"Okay, gramps what name should I take?"

Gator and Gramps whisper to themselves about the name I should take, they take a few looks back and look back. Gator now being my parent shakes his head, as a familiar letter comes up C or Y shouldn't be used for my name since it can cause other Eldritch entities to find suspiciousness about the name. They continue to argue until a name pops in my head, I hear it slowly making its way into my head and like a word Kang or Koloth would say before entering combat but it feels even but it feels wrong:

~"Shugrith wandering lw'nafhnah ehye!" both stop talking, they look at me towards me Gator gets a look that seems joyful and odd out and Gramps seems to understand my meaning.

"That makes some sense actually, alright Shugrith. Let's get you out of that Dust form into your Real self. Now take a deep breath and imagine what you look like to others and what parts of you make those around you shudder with Awe and Tremendous plight."

(Author Update: Right, I'm back. for the moment.)