Thy name is Horde, for thee are many with vengeance. When man encountered these prophets they asked, “What is thine name?” Prophetic creatures of Nexus, omnipotent and gigantic. ”My name is Horde, for we are the Trinity of Worms!” When man encountered these prophets they asked, “What is thine name?” “My name is Horde, for we are the Trinity of Worms.”
Burrowing beneath the surface of Sera, Gargantuan maggots create this dark era. Prophetic creatures of Nexus, omnipotent and gigantic. “My name is Horde, for we are the Trinity of Worms.”
Burrowing beneath the surface of Sera! Nestling, eroding civilization, Splintering, ripping away its foundation.
They will not rest until we are dust.
Remarkable entities, serving their queen. Corroding the fabric of humanity, Dawning a desolate reality.
In the ancient times of Sera, they tunnel deep into the ground, The wreckage of the human cities decomposed to fertile soil. According to the legends of the ancient holy locust scripture, The tillage of the worms and conurbations shaped the Hollows' life. Burrowing beneath the surface, an ancient Riftworm laying dormant, The locust take advantage of its prehistoric permutations, devastating!
The lone Riftworm left in the Hollow, Sinking cities to rid Jacinto. Antediluvian insects, now dictatorial architects, They gorge and crush to serve their noble Queen Myrrah!
“My name is Horde, for we are the Trinity of Worms!”
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