The signs of mankind's greatness were fading. The great monuments were beginning to fall. The vast fields that had been plowed were being overgrown. The roads and rails that criss-crossed the land were beginning to fade under dirty and soil. The sprawls of the suburbs were being reclaimed by nature. By now the most obvious remnants of man were his cities. Great jungles of concrete and metal. Forests of skyscrapers which reached towards the heavens. Complex networks of roads, pipes, and wires that created a dense web in which so many people used to live. The wealth of man taken form; food, furniture, cars, electronics, artwork, all sorts of objects; lay most dense here, a treasure trove of culture. Now though the cities were nothing more then the corpse of none other than civilization itself. The buildings were collapsing, the networks were breaking, the objects of wealth were rotting. Nature was beginning to reclaim as always, but here, civilization's broken body still rotted.
Within the ruins of a city moved a being, one who's presence could be described as "dirty" or "sickly". The air around it was hard to breath, tainted with a smog that seemed to slowly kill or destroy that which it came in contact with. A path was left on the ground behind this being as well; a trail of wet, cloying mud and muck which ate away at that which it touched. The few living creatures that dared to make a home in the ruins made sure to keep away from this being, knowing that staying too long in it's presence would lead to a slow death. A decline. A decay.
Something is not right. Something is in motion. There are other beings about. One's who are similar, but oh so different. Why are we all awake?
Dreth stared off into the distance as he wandered, looking over the city ruins and off into the wilderness around it. There was life and death out there as well, but here destruction and decay were strong and ever-present. The parasites and scavengers were most common, the opportunistic life forms were the ones who flourished here. The city ruins had been Dreth's favorite areas to wander after the fall of man brought about his full awakening, but even now there were beginning to become like the rest of the world. The constant balance of life and death. All things must end, Dreth knew that, even decay itself, but that did not mean he wouldn't miss it.
Perhaps the end of something even greater is upon the world. The end of things that have been present since the beginning of creation. The end of Colossi. That will be an ending that I must be present for.
It was settled. Dreth would move out of the ruins and into the wilds, to meet and perhaps do battle with his brethren. It was only the natural order of things. All things must end...
With these thoughts the large being of decay moved out of his "natural habitat" and into the surrounding area, waiting to come across another of similar power.
