The Hunger of Glo'morth the Viscophage

The Entity: Glo'morth, the Viscophage

The Realm it was from: The Chor'ulian Void, a dimension of perpetual twilight and festering organic structures.

The first sign was a subtle shift in the atmospheric pressure, a low, subsonic thrum that resonated deep within the Earth's crust. Then came the whispers, carried on unheard frequencies, a chorus of guttural clicks and wet, rasping sighs. But it was the astronomical anomalies that truly set the alarm bells ringing. Telescopes, both terrestrial and orbital, began to register distortions in spacetime, a ripple effect originating from the edge of the solar system.
From the depths of the Chor'ulian Void, Glo'morth, the Viscophage, had arrived.
Glo'morth was a being of unimaginable horror, a colossal, amorphous mass of pulsating, iridescent slime. Its form was constantly shifting, a grotesque tapestry of dripping tendrils, gaping maws lined with razor-sharp, chitinous teeth, and bulbous, unblinking eyes that shimmered with an oily, malevolent light. It left a trail of viscous, corrosive fluid wherever it moved, a substance that sizzled and smoked as it ate away at the very fabric of reality.
It had drifted through the Chor'ulian Void for eons, consuming entire dimensional ecosystems, leaving behind barren, lifeless husks. Earth, with its vibrant biosphere and teeming populations, was a delectable prize, a succulent morsel ripe for harvesting.
Glo'morth's method was insidious. It didn't launch a direct, overt attack. Instead, it began to seep into the planet's consciousness, its alien presence manifesting as nightmares and unsettling hallucinations. People reported seeing fleeting glimpses of its grotesque form in the shadows, hearing its wet, rasping breaths in the dead of night.
Then came the "harvesting pods." These were bulbous, pulsating structures that emerged from the Chor'ulian Void, descending like malevolent spores. They latched onto strategic locations – deep-sea trenches, remote mountain ranges, densely populated urban centers – and began to extract the planet's vital energies.
The pods emitted a sickly sweet, cloying odor, and their surfaces shimmered with an internal light, a pulsating, organic glow. As they worked, they drained the surrounding environment of its life force, leaving behind a wasteland of withered vegetation and petrified creatures.
The world's militaries were powerless against Glo'morth's extra-dimensional nature. Conventional weapons passed through its slimy form without effect, and its harvesting pods were impervious to all known forms of attack.
Scientists, desperately trying to understand the nature of the Viscophage, discovered that it fed not on physical matter, but on the very essence of life, the bio-electrical energy that pulsed through every living organism. It was draining Earth of its vitality, preparing it for the final, catastrophic consumption.
The whispers grew louder, the hallucinations more vivid. Glo'morth's influence was spreading, its presence becoming an inescapable, suffocating dread. The Earth was being prepped, and the final feast was coming. The dripping, monstrous Glo'morth was here, and it was hungry.
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