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Deep within the silent forest, roots stir slowly into consciousness.
A primal ravenousness takes instant command of your mind.
Extend your roots—pierce, entwine,
And devour the blood of those creatures thrashing in terror!
Connect, and connect again—
This frantic spread will not be halted.
Until the world is dismantled, reconstructed, and utterly swallowed by you.
All living things are nutrients; YOU are the only predator.
Cards are not tools,
But the fragments and extensions of your will;
Paths are not choices,
but corridors the world is compelled to surrender.
At the cost of every irrevocable bond,
Emerging from the dim-lit woods, traversing swamp and snow,
Usurping even upon the realms of mankind.
Once the darkness is fully seized, you shall no longer require understanding.
Cross paths with 'humans' burdened by their own secrets.
As their superior, command their fates.
Interfere, manipulate, or bend them to your will.
Your choices will pave the path of destiny, guiding the world to different fates.
For you… is this slaughter,
or an act of mercy?
