Warmonger watched as the glowing being approached. It was a horrific amalgam of flesh. It was a bio-ship of sorts. Its outer hull retained in form by former Unity Members, and former fleets of fate members. Its thrust was powered by quall slaves onboard and its weapons were the bodies of E-strain variants melded to the hull. Its full form was one that would have inspired fear and madness in anyone who saw it.
To Warmonger it was nothing worthy of fear, and he smiled. A large draconic smile.
The creature approached and Warmonger uncoiled his draconic form.
“This timeline is mine and mine alone, creature,” said the Warmonger, “Who are you and how dare you stand before the Warmonger?”
The creature seemed to regard the Warmonger for a few moments.
“We are Neliff the Timeless. We have conquered time, and stolen the secrets of Chronomancy. All timelines now belong to us.”
Warmonger unleashed the entire power of his End of Worlds avatar form. The annihilation made the entire bio-ship disappear except a single Neliff who floated forward to mock the Warmonger.
“It is too late. You and your Descended will become OUR slaves. Neliff the Timeless has already won, and you have lost Warmonger. Hold onto this timeline if you wish. We have already begun to spread. We control the Fleets of Fate, the Unity, the Quall Hives and the E-strain. All hiveminds are ours. Suffer alone Warmonger, and know we will take your timelines away one by one…”