User:Chubby Topz

.....and the prophet Jorm said....

..."arise from thy grave oh child of Barhah...come and embrace my light....."

...and Chubby arose from his grave, and he saw that the prophet was good...

.."my child, you do not have the rot...without the rot you will always fear the needle, and you will never achieve True Barhah... "

...and Chubby listened to Jorm's words and he knew them to be true....

"...embrace the rot....feel the rot...for the rot is part of every one of us....reject the life of a breather forever....for the way of the harmanz is false...."

...and Chubby felt the rot surge within him...and it felt good....and he groaned into the night to celebrate his new beginning....and the horde answered his call....he turned to face Jorm once again...

"...go now my child....for you are reborn with the light of True Barhah. Go amongst the breathers I say. Go to them, and preach to them my words. Show them the tools of the zambahz, your teeth and claws. Fear not the needle, it cannot harm you. Fear not death, because you are death. The light of True Barhah will illuminate your way, and my words will give you comfort when you are alone..."

...and Chubby bade the MOB farewell, for now, and lurched off into the night....with Jorm's words in his mind....and True Barhah in his heart he marched onwards....BARHAH! BARHAH! BARHAH!