The suns shone down upon the village, yet their light reached nothing. The ground was coated in a thick, black liquid seeping from the animals and humans scattered throughout.
In every corner, humans and animals whose bodies had become unrecognizable waited in silence. Their muscles had burst out, and their skin was shredded to pieces.
The parasite, for the first time, noticed a silence within itself.
Not even a full day had passed since its birth.
When it awakened with a new consciousness, it had no memory of the past. The future was unclear. The only thing it knew was instinct—spread, multiply, survive. These were not just natural urges—they were the essence of its existence. It didn't think. It simply moved.
But on that first day, something happened.
Unexpectedly, it made contact with a human mind. And at that very moment, a spark flickered within its own.
A sense of awareness emerged—one it couldn't define. It didn't come from outside; it was born from within.
