A small, greenish blob appears in the terrain, its surface shifts around as if trying to perceive something...
Feeling nothing around it, it moves about, wandering trough the trees hoping to find something of use.

Only things around it are trees, trees as far as it can perceive.

Despite finding nothing in its inmediate surroundings, it takes a more "stealthy" approach. And decides to move close to the trees to avoid being detected, as well as increasing its odds of perceiving something around it by carefully listening to its surroundings.

A small shadow darts in the grass, you barely notice the brown spots speeding through the grassy cover, and it sulks into a small hole.

The blob notices the small blur darting past it. Deciding to seize this opportunity it tracks it down to the small hole it sunk into.

Noting its calm breath, and how still it was, the blob concludes that the being is resting. It swiftly moves and forces itself into the being, starting a fast-acting chain-reaction within, of consuming and copying it's cells to replicate the being. With a single difference: making use of the muscles in the jaw, it deviced a pair of sacs inside several strands of these muscles and repurposed them to squeeze these glands to spit out the same biological matter that assimilated the creature, effectively creating a way of spreading itself. Not to mention that any creature that consumes the body will be subject of assimilation.

You hear only the wind's whistling on the grass outside the hole. It is unlikely there's anything else in the vicinity besides plantlife.

Now with a new host, the small lizard crawls out of the hole and climbs a tree, there must be more creatures nearby. Even if there aren't, its new-found limbs and weapons will serve good for hunting new hosts.

You notice two things whilst in the large tree, first off, you see a massive mountain range, piercing the heavens by more than a mile, and snow is on every ledge and tip. You also notice a small rodent with a tail equipped with being heavy and having lots of thorns, a spiked club tail in essence, you could definitely use that to your advantage.

The small beast sees the rodent covering behind some leaves, expecting a victim to pass by, an effective tactic. However, there's a massive blind-spot above it...

The reptile runs down the trunk of the tree and catches the rodent by surprise. The poor thing never saw it's aggressor, as it was instantly killed by getting its spine ripped to shreds.

It climbs back onto the tree, prey still firmly impaled on its horns. Upon finding a small hole in the trunk and inspecting for surprises, it settles down and takes its prey from its horns.

Bite after bite, the rodent is completely devoured, not a single bone is spared. Soon after eating, the lizard begins to mutate, its claws and bones grow much thicker, the horns become longer and sharper. A thick, grayish-fur collar grows on its neck, and several barbs sprout on its long tail, the barbs are hollow-point and are filled by the biological matter used in the assimilation of others.

If there would be anything it could think of, it would be "Magnificent", however, there's no time to spare, mutating consumes the resources of the being, as such, it's time to hunt for self-preservation purposes.

The lizard leaves the hole on the trunk and continues to wander about, hunting for prey to feed its hunger.

You spot a horde of small birds and rat-like beings beating the shit out of each other, clawing and swooping, devouring and crushing, all sorts of chaos in this strange frenzy before you, they all look rather easily edible, you could almost swallow these small critters whole!

Seeing the mess infront of it, and the massive opportunities, the reptile chooses to make use of its glands to spit the sauropsida plague at the birds.

The reptile spits out its full reserves at the cloud of birds, a massive amount is infected by them, 247 birds, and 390 rodents that were caught in the fire. The plague swiftly takes over, the birds fall out of the air for less than a second before being assimilated and taking flight once again. The rodents have gained the spitting-glands the plague carries over, as well as growing barbs on the tails. The birds had their talons modified to have small canals running trough them. These canals are used to transport the sauropsida plague exhumed by their exposed skin, whilst the quantity is small, all plagues start small.

Using pheromones, the lizard starts issuing orders, most notably, an "assimilate" order, by inducing the afflicted a feeding-frenzy to ravage the remaining vermin and devour and infect as many as they can.

While its new subordinates infect and feast on others, the lizard drops down from the tree and starts consuming as many of the critters as it can.

Its apetite sated, it infuses the air with more pheromones, now issuing a "spread" order.

Satisfied with it's relatively easy job, the lizard climbs onto a tree and starts clawing a hole for it to rest.

You carve a simple =hollow into the wood of the empty tree, allowing you somewhere to curl up, enjoy your nap, whilst the rodents cause an apocalypse, leaving almost everything under your command, you are now Lord of Plagued Plains for the time being.

The lizard wakes up to find the land completely under his control. Satisfied with the work of it's vermin, it jumps out of the tree.

The beast cries out for its vermin, and a small pack of rodents with thick limbs and a flail for a tail come. The beast starts consuming the rodents, its getting bigger with each one it eats, as well as growing a pair of stubs near its forelimbs...

After eating the entire pack of 20 rodents, the creature stands on its hind-legs. Clumsily at first, it steps forward, and it turns his gaze towards his sides to be amazed by his new form. An extra set of arms has grown on him, these arms are an exact replica of his original arms. If anything, they seem to be muscular.

The beast lets out a blood-curling roar as it prides itself in its might... Pride? Something new came upon the beast. It felt good, it felt strong... The beast came to know Pride.

Knowing nothing may stop it, the beast continues to evolve. The barbs of the tail fall off, the glands that fed the barbs are discarded as the tip of the tail grows bigger and bigger. Shortly, the tip turns into a mace with spikes of bone protruding from it. His horns suffer an excruciating modification as they're painfully twisted to aim for the skies.

The beast sees itself and feels pride once more, not a single creature has reached this level of perfection. However, he's aware that as he stands, untrained, it's impossible to make use of his might.

Seeing that nothing under its command may suffice him, he decides to train himself with what nature gave him. It walks around the forested area. Shambling at first, it starts to pick up the pace until it can walk in perfect balance, now, he can't give chase to something just by walking. He envisions a being like him infront of him and starts to speed-up its pace to catch the imaginary being.

After alot of tumbling and falling, it seems to have gotten a hold on this "running" thing. He learned to use his tail for balance to give chase trough tight turns, and if needed, to use his arms to propel itself forward trough obstacles. To think that a few hours ago it was just a lizard crawling on the ground...

Having mastered his legs, he decides to test the strength of his arms with the trees. He simply pierces a tree with his clawed-limbs, ripping trough it. Now comes the fun part, using its four limbs, it lifts the tree off the ground and above his head, he lowers the tree down to his chest, then extends upwards again. He repeats this motion for hours, as he is lifting the tree, his muscles gradually become bigger and denser, soon enough, a single tree couldn't make it. He proceeds to rip a second tree with a limb and catches it with his second. He keeps repeating this exercise for hours, until he raises an entire tree with a single arm.

Satisfied with its work, it takes the trees to a clearing nearby and drops them for future use. He turns back to the forest and runs towards a tree, jumps and twists in mid-air with use of its muscular tail and cleanly fells a tree with his mace. He sizes up his damage, seeing how utterly ravaged the tree-trunk was, a simple conclusion was made: A weapon is stronger than the arms that follow it.

Straf the blob with limbs stumbles out of the water it had been floating in circles in once it grew limbs, and into the land. He picked up a stick and threw it.
He was satisfied.
So he wondered around and found some fruit and ate it.
Everything was find until he heard a noise.
It sounded like something else was near him, but he didn't know about danger so he walked toward it in the forest loudly.

You earn 3 evo-points for throwing the stick, and 2 for eating the fruit, do you want to purchase an evo?

Can I evolve to climb or swim?

To swim, to need fins, and to climb, you need claws, but with only 5 points, you only can get 1 of the two for all your limbs, so make your choice.

The vermin fly about the area, and go to the pond, completely oblivious of the odd-looking bush that is moving behind them as they sip on the water to refresh themselves.

Seems the plague-beast is still learning about it's body... His tail is now modified into an double-edged axe with serrated edges. It's learning. Fast.

Cthule, the god of this universe of war and evolutio, looks about the plains and slightly grimaces. "I should of known the Sauropsida would take over without good competition!" but he HAD summoned a water-born beast to challenge it now. So he went back to working on new lands to open up once the plague was defeated.

Strag is curious but realizes he is more hungry than curious so he goes and finds a bush with berries. He starts eating them until he gets thirsty so he tries to find a river to drink and maybe swim in.

As he heads towards a river, fins begin to grow on his arms, spurring its first evolution. Cthule hoped it would become a worthy opponent to the Sauropsida Plague Beast, and prays it will end the plague and allow him to summon the new lands. He hoped that maybe it would return after the second threat that came, or whenever after that it was brought back, for he greatly enjoyed the lizard abomination's challenge.

Strag drinks from the river and swims around. He find moss and touches it, learning what it is. He then puts his head in to watch fish possibly or whatever is in the water, and swims out. He finds he is very wet now and gets to a sunny spot and feels good, and his grassy fuzz has dew all over it.

The vermin see the creature as they fly off, and stop on their tracks to study it. They see it growing fins... Its evolving, a threat to the plague beast. They move as fast as they can to give this announcement to the plague beast.

Upon reaching him, they are caught by him and consumed. The plague beast assimilates their knowledge and receives images of the creature. Small, grew fins, herbivore. No match for the apex predator, however, his new-found intellect gave birth to curiosity. He desired to know what this creature was capable of, and gave orders to leave it alone.

It yearns for war...

Knowing that others are surely training to surpass him, he decides to create a structure around him.
He pierces trees with a mighty talon and attempts to infect it with the plague, slowly, it evolves within it and corrupts it. The plague beast bites off a part of the bark to consume and assimilate the newly-adapted plague. As it stores the DNA within it, the tree begins to twist and grow thorns, it grows longer and infects other trees. The plague spreads like wild-fire as the trees turn into a massive ravine around the plague beast, covering part of the territory around him. The same ravine grows tall and creates a roof over his head, almost completely blocking out the sun, leaving everything in the darkness, except for small beams of light that pour from the ravine. This will serve as his personal hunting ground.

Shortly after such an abomination happens, the beast calls back the vermin and spread the new plague among them, who in turn, spread it among the other plague-bearers. His subordinates have been granted a gift: intelligence, however it is just enough for basic tactics.

After completing this task, the beast goes back deep within the ravine. Where even the light fears to thread, to train its eye-sight to see within poorly-lit areas.

Strag decides to find somewhere to rest for he is tired. He finds a bunch of bushes but it's not big enough so he gathers lots of leaves, sticks, and more plants and creates a small filed the size of a tiny house that he is perfectly camouflaged in around and in the bushes and sleeps.

Strag was lonely so decided to go look for something cool or something alive.
He wondered around trying to learn things to get better with the traveling and surviving, hoping he would meet something.
He didn't know why but he had the urge to meet someone.

Castorimorpha looks around. She decides to look around. Her silky black fur shines as she tries to scurry, she is afraid. Her brown eyes look around hoping to find a hole in which she can hide in until nightfall. The wind blows and once again, Castorimorpha is determined to find what she needs. The minutes pass, she finds a tree. Her long claws grasp onto the tree and she makes her way up. The view had startled her for she did not kow where she was but she knew she was in danger

The small creature wandered about, stumbling into things until it -by a miracle of fate- reaches the ravine of the plague beast, UNNOTICED.

The sound of crushing leaves and sticks alarm the plague beast. Being concerned, it hastily sprints towards the sound, deftly vaulting over obstacles or jumping over them. As it reaches the edge, it sees the small creature from the vermin's memory.

The plague beast growls, altough knowing he is, at least to most creatures, invisible in the dark. It jumps and grabs onto the roof above him with his mighty limbs and slowly moves over to the creature.

The plague beast drops from the roof and falls heavily in-front of the small being, it jumps from the surprise. the plague beast begins to inspect the small being, sees it fins and lightly touches them as to not harm it. He notices the fur, well, grass, better said, growing on the being. This particular creature created a symbiotic link with the herbs, it supplies them nutrients, and they supply it cammouflage... Quite peculiar it thought.

It continued to quickly analyze the structure of the creature, noting everything, from how thick the claws on his limbs were, to the color of its skin. The small creature simply jumped about excited, making the investigative process more irritating for the Plague beast.

After noting its traits and characteristics, it decided to let the critter go, deeming it unworthy of joining his superior self. However, the critter seemed intent on staying around him, as such, he took the bother of taking it far away from his territory. He took the critter upon his strong upper arms and ran as fast as he could, easily vaulting over obstacles, or running straight trough them, pulverizing anything within his path. After a long run, he came upon a peaceful lake, untouched by the plague, deeming this a perfect habitat for the creature. The plague beast dropped it on the water and ran back to its den.

It seems the beast has shown a fraction of mercy...

The plague beast rests within the depths of the den after such a long walk. Feeling well-rested, it stands up and starts its evolution, the fur on his neck is modified into quills, and the muscle surrounding it twist and form knots to fire-off these quills when needed.
His claws grow longer, as well as his fingers, developing a fifth, shorter finger, an opposable thumb, on his sets of arms.
His scales become bigger and thicker, forming dense plating on his body. The tail develops more muscle, and becomes as thick as his arms, now being able to swing it freely instead of needing momentum.

The plague beast calls forth its subordinates with a deafening roar that can be heard troughout the plains and into the mountains. Soon after, the vermin gather around the den, awaiting orders.

The plague beast comes forth, his fangs like kitchen-knives, his horns thicker and durable, its plated skin shining an earth-brown color with red accents, the muscular tail swinging its blade, ready to chop if needed, and the body, far stronger than anything seen, the muscular arms seem capable of ripping trough stone with the mighty claws, wich have been modified to be made of bone, its strength rivaling that of the perfectly smooth and shining rocks that were seen on the mountain.

The apex predator however, was far from perfection, it called forth the vermin, and voraciously ate hundreds of them. As he ate, troughout his back grew spikes that would shred the flesh of any if he fell on them. His body became muscular, his legs thicker, his chest more prominent, his arms grew even larger, as well as increasing the size and sharpness of his rending talons. His eyes perfected the vision he had, now able to hunt trough the night and even close-in his view on specific targets. His vision was perfect. His body, however, was not. The plague beast yearned perfection, it felt sick, knowing the things he lacked and couldn't achieve.

The beast saw the vermin, and decided to give them a second gift: Will-fully mutations.
The beast spat out the biological matter from his mouth and to each of his children, each one of them mutated to better suit their motives, those that were able to fly grew larger, gaining a greater wing-span and razor-sharp talons. The rodents were able to change their tails into a stinger, to pierce trough the thick hide of other foes, as well as being able to change it into a small mace to crack their bones.

These were no longer vermin, as they devoured the weakest and grew in size, the birds were the size of a harpy-eagle. While the rodents ressemble more a tibetan-mastiff with a vaguely rat-like head and a long tail.

The plague beast ordered his off-spring to reproduce, his kingdom lacked servants. And so, his children did as ordered, the beasts retreated to the forest and started mating. The sound of the beasts howling was found to be particularly distasteful to the plague beast, but he had to bear it for his own sake.

He retreated back into his den, the ravine closed behind him any possible entrance. When he reached the center of it, a vine dug deep within the earth in search for water. Upon finding an underground lake, it proceeded to siphon water from it and onto the surface and in a leaf modified to be thicker and solid, meant to hold liquids. The plague beast created his personal fountain of water. Delighted with its work, it created a seat of smooth and soft vines near the fountain to rest, and opened a shaft to the heavens to let light seep onto his new throne and himself.

The plague beast sat upon its throne, bathing in the sun. Resting...

As the Strag wandered on, it was able to draw out a set of claws, allowing it great climbing skills. And so it wandered, longing a companion.

The plague beast rose from his slumber. As he sat on its throne, gazing at the sky, something came upon him. Fear.
The plague beast knew that his existence wouldn't be eternal. That all diseases, eventually, heal and fade away. The beast felt fear, for not knowing its future, as such, it started to device a way to ensure its plague would live on.

The beast needed a child. With the resources within it, it created an egg. The egg was housed within himself and was protected by dense plates of bone. However, the egg was unable to keep the child within as it required nutrients, As such, the beast once more called upon its servants, as loyal as always, these came in a hurry. Knowing the desires of their master, they willfully sacrificed for the new heir and were devoured by the beast.

Each piece of flesh consumed fed the egg within it. With its massive maw, it easily ate trough hundreds of the vermin, until the egg bloated its stomach. Feeling ready, the bones in the ribcage of the beast cracked and loosed, its jaw unhinged and bifurcated as the egg tore trough the beast and into its palms. The beast fell on the ground, writhing in pain, the egg still on its arms. The broken bones heal soon after, his jaw reforms and he helps himself stand up with his free arms.

As he stood up, the plague beast proudly raises the egg above his head, prideful. The egg is covered in dense plates of bones for protection, has a green/brown color with a cammouflage style, and it's roughly the size of a basket-ball. He prepares to attempt to speak for the first time, his forked tongue licking his snout anxiously, the beast longed for this.

"Maah... Mah... My... Chaeeh... Child... MY! CHILD!" roars the beast in a deep, guttural voice, followed by the mighty roars of the vermin.
"MY CHILD!" roars once again "MY PLAGUE CHILD! MY HEIR!" screams the beast excitedly, followed by a blood-curling roar that is heard troughout the plains.
"My ssservantsss... Today, iss a great day, i've become a father. Mosst importantly, you have gained a prince for the kingdom. The plagued kingdom. Your. Kingdom." The plague beast grabbed the egg with its upper arms as it walked around the entrance to its den.

"Today, iss not only a great day for me. But for you asss well. I'll give you a gift. The gift of sspeech, and intelligence." The plague beast had a vine appear from the ground besides him. This vine brought with it water, however, the water was... "touched" by the plague beast. As such, it held within it the Sauropsida Plague.
"Pleasse, drink thiss water, it containss my blessing. Drink, and your eyess will open." The plague beast retired once-more into its den, leaving the vermin to drink the tainted water.
Soon after, screams of the vermin praising the beast as a god are heard.
The plague beast couldn't help but smile...

As it reached its throne, a vine sprouted from the earth. It took the egg from the plague beast, covered the egg in its vines and bark, and retired to the underground where it came from. The earth covered the hole, and a small flower with bright-violet petals sprouted in its place.

The Flying Flee (FFs) had reached the southern lands, about 10 of them flew over. Some swooping down to check out the deformed forests and strange creatures, others keeping an eye from the skies, ready to fire off their sniper rifles when needed.
So far, things seemed peaceful, there were strange creatures and a large amount of vegetation, more importantly WATER. The creatures seemed docile and seemed to lack intellect. Meaning a colonisation of these lands would be possible, but they need to check out the lands a little bit futher before heading back. Searching for sentience before authorising a colony to be dispatched.

Strag decided he would grow bigger and stronger and maybe even have more Strag.
So he kept surviving. He wondered if there was something else out there that also wanted to become stronger. He gained intelligence, and thought backwards. He was given long term memory. He remembered the beast and thought it did not look nice.
He thought back on how it acted. It was harmful. It was scary. Strag needed to be bigger in case he met it. Then Strag would also be harmful.