Yours is a curious case, brother... Consistently exposing yourself to the extra-dimensional intelligencies that you and our deluded brethren worship has provoked a uniquely malignant form of of schizophrenia to take root within your mind." - Fabius Bile

Perfection has never been about the body, or even the mind. Perfection is a state only the soul can achieve, and, my poor, ignorant brother, there is such perfection in rage.

All being experience hunger, that persistent reminder of mortality. The blooming hollow inside all, which affirms that only by taking from without and devouring within can we extend our coil. Hunger is universal for those who are destined to die. As they feed, they pay the incremental bribes that forestall its coming.

He had become a moster, happily, for just a moment of having his head above water.

Sometimes...’ He lays a hand on Angron’s shoulder. ‘Sometimes what you need more than anything in the world is to know that there is someone lower than you. That no matter how dark it may seem, you’re not at the absolute bottom. It isn’t much, but people take power where they can in this world to survive. Watching us die while they still get to live, it’s all the power they’ll ever have.