Erich sat alone in the darkness for his quarters for some time. Though he was used to having a shared consciosness with Tia. This was different. It wasn't just a shared mind with Terminus, and the other unhatched larvae that were currently being incubated.
No, he felt as if his very soul was melded into one with the others. It was a strange feeling and haunted the man to the core of his being. He contemplated for some time how he had been led to this situation. Better yet, how he kept finding himself in such predicaments.
One of the key reasons behind his repeated failures was frankly his own ignorance. He was born and bred to be a dumb grunt, sent against the enemies of the empire to repeatedly die in battle until either his luck had run up, or he had been deemed no longer useful by his superiors.
