"Flesh. I am Flesh. And Flesh is perfect. You believe your ephemeral nations could effectively attack this perfect being? What a futile attempt at showcasing your sovereignty. Futile. Your West sector is a gateway to the centre of the Universe. A universe that must become perfect. A universe that must become me. I am Old. My excellent form has been existent for eons, although you encountered me recently. I was conscious since the creation... the Dark ages... the first galactic formations... And now, I am here. An antimatter bomb thrown at me is equivalent to a needle thrown at a living planet. Your superlasers are merely incandescent bulbs. Lightshows. Futile against the flesh. My distributed structure, regenerative capacity, and sheer extent allow me to survive destruction on scales that would annihilate conventional civilizations. 'Viruses' they said. Capable of crippling a normal organism, yes. But I am not a normal organism. I am the Collective. I am the Unbounded Flesh. The Panencephalon. The Long Memory. And I will ensure that every one of your worlds... every star... Every Galaxy. All. All shall become The Collective. All shall become perfect" —The Collective ===================== It invades Plieades and Sāchakara again, establishing large-scale nodes and more biomass. The organism dissolves the protective barriers and walls using high concentrations of strong acids, and begins further invasions into Alcalinus Acidfo; one of the biggest targets here. Astralon attempts to destroy the Collective's central region, but is beaten back twice before breaking through.
