Corruption and Change

[Virus]

"Thank you, Lord." With that, Virus slowly walked into the captive's chamber.

"Good evening, Admiral. Before we begin, we would like to explain what you will soon experience." Virus' dual
voice sent shivers up the admiral's spine and steel gray eyes glaring out of the dark weren't much better. "Now,
we are aware you have little knowledge of my kind as a species, we think it is best if you were to learn a little
about the history of my species as well as a little about the Phantoms. Perhaps we should enlighten you to all
we have experienced in nearly five million years of life."

The admiral looked up into Virus' eyes. He felt cold but could not bring himself to look away. Slowly he was
approached and started losing his grip on reality as Virus' hands reached to either side of his head, without
touching. "Don't worry, there will only be a slight discomfort."

A sudden flood of images, memories, lives. The birth and death of thousands of star systems. With that, the
pain began... Pain without embodiment, worse than any experienced before or again. The foundations of his
very mind beginning to crack with the constant onslaught of information. Tortures, tortures experience by the
unfeeling. Pain beyond pain unfelt by the malignant Virus.

"Its too bad dear Onyx removed your fingers."

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