House Party

[Legione Sumus]

The Emissary of m’Antinomian

This Voxel Adams did not resist as they flowed through his body enveloping him, welcoming him. There was a surge of power and it traveled to it, found it. Lounged in its glow. But they understood even less than they had before. But it tasted better than others of his kind -- the hackers they'd tasted before.

He asked a question. And the shadowy essence smiled. "I would ask you that same thing." The voice was distinct, shadowy in nature much different than the voice that it had spoken with in the real world. In his mind, it was full of life and power. "We are Everywhere. We are m'Antinomian. We are God. Tell me disciple what you are?"

A shadowy finger reached out and left a piece of itself as it pulled on the power it so eagerly wanted. "A gift. A token of your offering." Granted it had not offered, but they had taken. But a gift was a gift, a token in exchange.