I drifted through space. Hungry, needing to feed. For a time, I feasted upon the cosmic energy of the universe. Thus I grew. When I came to Titan, I feasted upon the darkness within the moon. I continued to grow in size, in power. But so did my hunger. I feasted upon the fear of weaker beings. I feasted on the darkness what still remained in my former host. I feasted on great beasts not seen for millennia, feasted on all that caught my gaze. My body has stretched far past what I thought was once possible. I have grown great claws like hooks. My eyes see all, my breath a poisonous fume. My tail, sharp and quick. My body undulates with power. And yet, I have not reached my full potential. Thus I shall lie in wait, and grow. No Guardian, no Gardener, will be able to stop me. I am Azorx. I am The god of Hunger. I, am The Worm, of the once Taken King. And your universe, will be my great feast. Aiat.