Vvurdeni form begins to shake and vibrate, as if it was being changed by something

“It has been 270 days… Oh, Father Cavilon.”

Vvurdeni screams into the air and caves, towards the stars.

“What more of devotion do you wish from me?!?”

It falls forward, as if pushed forward. By something within its mass.

“I have served you.. Seen you as the king behind the king of Vvurdenzel!”

It smashes against the rocky floor, leaving fragments of white and grey ooze.

“Thought you were a king and a father, letting us live within your halls. Teaching and guiding us away from volcanic ash!”

It smashes against the floor once more. Smashing apart an arm. Cracking the skin. It speaks once more shakily.

“My home is gone. My kins king denounced me. My loved ones are gone or dead. I am afflicted by rot I could have cured by now, if I did not wish to show devotion.”

Its voices begin to rise “I cannot smell, remember the sensation of truly tasting. I cannot even remember the hugs or love given to me through my memories. It is as if my current state does not let me remember all of what made me truly feel Vvurdeni.” It slams against the floor with its arms “Except for the part of my very being. That cries out to me, dreams showing blurry faces of my mother and father. Forges shining with the mimicry of stars. The great halls, whom hummed your name. My naming, my start of existence.. It all cries to me Vvurdeni!” “So what more do you want from me, my devotion that made me come back to you. What more do you want from me, whom came to serve even after death?!?” It begins punching the floor over and over again, screaming “WHAT MORE DO YOU WANT CAVILON, I HAVE SLAYED A BEAST WHOM DWELLED WITHIN THE RUINS, BEAST OF KIN YOU NOT SEE. ALL THE WHILE BEING INFLICTED BY VVURDENI ROT. WHERE YOU CANNOT EVEN GRACE ME A GLANCE!”

"What more.. What more do you want from me?"

It stops its strikes. Letting its arms hang by its sides. Gauntly looking at the floor, whispering

“Did I harbor such unfathomable actions against you, that even I refuse to remember? Is this why I am here? This is what makes me special, the sin hubris I cause and carry?”

"Or am I that unnoticeable? That you'd rather ignore me and my existence."

It gazes upon its hands

"Is my devotion nothing more but a fly buzzing near your ears? Is my tangent nothing more but a larva wiggling beneath the stone and sediment you rule?"

It gazes and looks upon the hollow it engraved at the bottom of the hollowed ground.

"At least answer me! Give me a sign! Give me a hint that you at least acknowledge my struggle! The pain I had to undergo, the things I have lost, and the entering of strange lands!"

"Drizzle me in stone and pebble.. Something!'

Vvurdeni waits, and then scoffs. Raising its cracked hands, gazing upon them.

"I, I... I, I have nothing."

"I'm so lost."

"Why am I the reason for being the one in control of this body?"

"Why do I have nobody who remembers me?"

"Why do I even have this fire within me, that tells me to get revenge?"

"Am I just entertainment?"

Vvurdeni gazes upon the surroundings.

"If. If you will not guide me. If you refuse to gaze upon me. Then I will find a god or somebody who will."

It leaps out of the hollowed ground, staring at the two graves it dug out. Housing the remains of two Vvurdeni.

"Farewell, my kin..."

It quickly looks away from the remains. As if it has shamed them. And walks away, marching through the desert