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Pesadilla del sueño

It was patient. It had to be. After 83 years of waiting, it had learned to patience is it own rewards. Imagine learning one day that you will never to any better than the creatures you kill?

Your view of the world is blood red. And it never changes.

On a remote world far from where it ended up, it had learned the easiest way to kill and the hardest way to die. From the wondrous forests of Velos to the barren deserts of Campio it had killed every lifeform imaginable, Except for humans. A lifeform that had cheated by creating technology to compensate for being physically weak, it needed to be taught a lesson.

And so it had come to this airless, lifeless planetoid in the vain hope of finding a human ship to attack. and after 83 years it had settled into a waiting game.

Now, however, it sensed a new presence, a large vessel that was parked right above it. Muscles started to move, instincts started to wake. The hunt will begin. The killing will be renewed.

And slowly, but surely, it opened its eyes.

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