Urgent Necessities Grenade launcher "A weapon forged in darkness. Engraved on it is a legend of a great weapon" Intrinsic: Solemnity - This weapon fires a single, gravity defying, shield piercing projectile. Perk: Burning Veracity - Defeating targets stacks Carved purpose. When full, the next projectile becomes a large projectile, which imbeds in a target and has increased precision damage, as well as ejects burning energy Catalyst: Scalpel ablaze - This weapon's burning energy will now cause precision damage.
Lore Tab: The Great Devorus watches quietly as Agenegennon was experimenting on a corpse of a creature. It was twisted, with half of it's body open, attached to several wires which injected Aether. The Clicking and whirring of the machines seemed to unnerve Devorus. Agennegenon was focused, studying the anatomy and results of the tests on this subject. He used a scalpel to separate parts for study. It wasn't just this disgusting practice that unnerved Devorus. He had conquered worlds, and destroyed thousands of civilizations. But this? This crossed so many lines. When a creature is k!lled, it deserves its de@th, yes, but it is honored, as it served its purpose in honing the stronger creatures strength. It becomes Sanctified. This is his logic. It had been his logic since his ascension as god king of the dreadnaughts. What struck him as mostly disgusting, is that Agennegenon was seemingly unfeeling when desecrating them. "YOU DESECRATE SUCH A CREATURE WITH LIGHT? WITH AETHER? HAVE YOU NO MORALS? Agennegenon was quiet "WHY DO YOU NOT SPEAK? YOU CUT YOURSELF APART TO EXPIEREMENT! ARE THERE NO BOUNDARIES YOU WON'T CROSS? ARE YOU NOT ASHAMED TO HAVE BEFALLEN HERESY ON THIS BEING?" Agennegenon put his scalpel down, before wiping his hands off on cloth. He Turns to Devorus. His face was unchanging. "Your innate hatred for light is childish. Heresy, is a religious term. There is no religion pertaining to this procedure." "WHAT PURPOSE COULD EXPERIMENTING ON FALLEN WARRIORS SERVE YOU? THEY ARE DEAD THINGS! THEY CAN NO LONGER SERVE ANY PURPOSE!" "Our master decides what purpose anyone serves. I am experimenting with Aether, for soldiers, or to discover anything that could help with our current situation." "YOU-" "And this situation necessitates progress. Progress that will not be halted by childish mindsets. They WILL not get in the way of progress. Your logic is inconsequential compared to mine. Whatever mission I am sent to accomplish, YOU will aid me in. Without question." Devorus goes quiet. "I have mutilated galaxies, in the name of finality, and this will be no different. I will carve the beautiful, intricate truth of the Deep, out of the dull, simple illusion of the Sky. You will see this truth, or become like your race." Devorus backs away. And Agennegenon looks back at the table. The corpse had become unstable, and dissolved. "This was a failed attempt. Provide me with more subjects. I will start again."
