Post by Deleted on Feb 2, 2013 0:31:42 GMT -5
Having arrived earlier that day, Xero relaxed quietly under a tree. He looked over the plains with a new view of life. Virion had told Xero he'd done well, and even shared his own plans. This seemed to fulfill a need deep within Xero, and fuel his urge to please him. Though he'd fought it at first, Xero had come far.
His eyes were closed as he searched deep within himself. He rode the channels of the infective pool of knowledge, seeking out his own kind. Where Xero had come from in the past was no longer who he felt he was. His family were the Infected. Children of Virion.
As he searched, he sent a signal, asking for any infected to respond. Though there was a slim chance one might pick up this signal, he proceeded, asking the. To join him. He was able to give his location, name, and told anyone listening they could benefit from forming a pack.
Who the message would reach could not be foretold. And how one might react to such an 'invasion' would vary. But if he could just contact one other infected, perhaps he could have a much better chance of his own ascension.
His eyes were closed as he searched deep within himself. He rode the channels of the infective pool of knowledge, seeking out his own kind. Where Xero had come from in the past was no longer who he felt he was. His family were the Infected. Children of Virion.
As he searched, he sent a signal, asking for any infected to respond. Though there was a slim chance one might pick up this signal, he proceeded, asking the. To join him. He was able to give his location, name, and told anyone listening they could benefit from forming a pack.
Who the message would reach could not be foretold. And how one might react to such an 'invasion' would vary. But if he could just contact one other infected, perhaps he could have a much better chance of his own ascension.