The monkey's eyes widened as it looked back and forth from the egg and the creature. It only stopped when it smacked its fist on its hand, "ah, your right, your right. You did eat that one not that long ago. Was it yesterday? No, no, I think it was last week?"
The creature ignored the constantly talking monkey as it stared at the egg. What it just said only confused it.
"What do you mean you "ate me"" the creature said as it stared at the egg with its many eyes. Keeping all eyes on every part of its body, making sure it could see what it would do next.
The egg hummed again as it stared at the creature. Its legs tapping its eyes at a faster rate. Its legs beneath it tapped gently on the ground, making a small rhythm. Suddenly, the creature stopped its tapping.
"Ah" the egg hummed, "you do not remember, do you?"
The creature paused as it stared at the egg, "remember what?"
"So you don't remember. I see, I see" the egg hummed out as it began to walk similarly like a crab. It walked sideways, almost trampling the monkey as it walked. The monkey quickly jumped from its path, avoiding getting trampled under its many legs. The egg walked in a circle-like path before it was next to the creature.
The creature stepped backwards as it kept its eyes on the egg. The egg turned itself back around until its eyes were facing the creature once again. The creature hummed as its many legs tapped its eyes, "tell me, what do you last remember."
The creature heard this and spoke, "I remember resting in my room, sleeping after hours of work. Then I remember hearing a roar, like a howl, then I suddenly felt pain before waking up in this body and in this... pit."
"Hmm, do you remember what Dark Arts the Morrow Family tested on your body before they dumped you down here?"
"What?"
"Hmm, so you don't" the egg hummed before sighing, "such a shame. It would have answered how you're alive. But since you don't remember, then allow me to introduce myself again."
The egg backed up before looking at the creature again, "my name Arachnomantus, or simply Arach. It was a name given to me by the Morrow family when they were testing the Dark Arts that used old ancient bones of long extinct animals... But I'm going to guess that you do not know of the Morrow family and the reason I speak of them?"
The creature stared at the egg for a moment before nodding its head.
"The Morrow family is a family that belongs to a group of people that call themselves The Co. A group of people who were said to have understood the Prana System and were said to have grown in strength that could match that of the nearby kingdoms. But, like many rising civilizations, disaster creped on them. An eternal cold swept through their once luscious lands and froze all life that was caught in its path. Those that survived were left to face a species called The Cold Ones. The Co and the Cold Ones fought against each other for years, both sides losing many under the banner of conflict. But sadly one side had to fall and that was The Co. In their final moments before pure destruction, a close ally of theirs came to their aid and guarded the last survivors till their final breaths. The last survivors of The Co fled to a land that trapped them between two great waters on both sides and a mountain range behind them. Even though they were trapped, the land they fled to was rich in resources. Resources they could use to advance their study of technology and the Prana System. Over time they began to establish a foothold in these lands and pushed back the threat of the Cold Ones. As time passed, they would name this land after their ally who gave their very lives, The Aldin."
The creature listened intently to the eggs' words. Though their words were long, they held interest in their words. The creature understood where it was. And what it knows is that this was not its world. Wherever this is, this was not its world.
"As time passed in The Aldin, The Co slowly began to rebuild its civilization. Sadly they lost most of their technology during their retreat and were slowly trying to build it piece by piece. As they slowly rebuilt, the old families came back in power and tried to dominate the other families. Out of these families there were the Morrow Family. The Morrow Family was built upon a staircase of deceit and cruelty, this did not change in The Aldin. Due to them fleeing from their old lands, and because of the Cold Ones attack, much of their research into the Dark Arts was lost. To fix this mistake they began to do tests once again in hopes of rediscovering those that they have lost. Slowly they built up from dark tools, small incantations, and such to augmenting the natural body. They got these bodies from those who were punished to death or from those who society would never remember. But due to their speed in research and thirst for knowledge, they were slowly having so many experiments that they were running out of room in their cells."
The egg paused as it grumbled a bit before continuing, "to counter this problem of theirs, they sent groups of travelers to explore the nearby lands and water for a location to hold these experiments in. In one of these searches they discovered a land filled with nothing but ash and death. In the center of this land they would find a pit teeming with energy related to the Dark Arts they were practicing and studying. They would soon bring their experiments to this island and dump them into the pits on many levels. Calling this land Tartarus and the pit Lazarus."
"Over the years to come, they would notice noises coming from deep within the pits' lands and out of curiosity explore it. Once they had reached the bottom, they would discover the corpses of the experiments who died upon impact. But they would also discover the bodies of those who survived the fall, but their bodies changed and mutated to represent the Dark Arts they were experimenting with. These creatures were dubbed by the Morrow Family as Demons and were brought back to the surface for further study. In their studies they would discover that they could control the Demons by using the Dark Arts to form a dominant contract that would force a Demon under their control. And so they created a culture of sorts, where every year they would dump the unneeded experiments into the Lazarus and let them fight amongst themselves so they could grow in power. And every five years they would send soldiers into the Lazarus to collect the Demons and bring them back so they can be used as either pets or weapons."
"That is the history of our world and that is the reason as to why you are down here in that form of yours. All because a group of people were too greedy for their own good" the egg said before it stopped talking as it looked at the creature for any signs of reaction. The creature just stood there in silence, contemplating what it had heard.
Though this body was not there and this world was not their world. It was still so cruel for a single family to do such actions before dumping them into a pit as if they were garbage, only to later come back and grab the shiny bits and use them once again. The creature looked at the egg and spoke, "how long until they come here."
The egg paused for a bit before speaking, "it is the fourth year and is almost halfway done. By now many of the new Demons have died out and the only ones remaining are the strong ones that have either hidden deeper in the Lazarus or are just hunting up here."
The creature looked up and stared at the gray sky that shone just out of the pit. It knew that its chance of survival was slim, yet it wanted to live still. The creature did not look at the egg as it spoke, "Arach was your name, correct?"
"Yes it is" the egg said, as it awkwardly nodded its head.
"I have one more question to ask you" the creature said as its many eyes focused on the egg, "I remember hearing you and that monkey over there saying you ate me just yesterday? Did you eat my corpse or did you haunt me."
Silence filled the air as the egg paused for a bit, not saying a thing as its single eye just stared at the creature. The monkey that stood far from the two quickly ran to the eggs side and growled at the creature. But before it could do anything else, one of the many legs pierced the monkey's skull, killing it in an instant. Purple blood poured out, as the leg lifted the monkey's corpse up to its eye. The pupil in the eye suddenly peeled apart, like a slit on a banana's surface, revealing rows of teeth of four forked tongues. The tongues wrapped around the monkey as they dragged its corpse inside the eye and slowly ate it. The sounds of bones cracking and crunching ringed the air.
The creature saw blood pouring down the eye, creating a small pool of purple blood. The egg continued eating the corpse for several moments before pausing. Its body slowly rattled for a bit before the eye opened once again and spat something out. What laid on the ground and was covered in saliva was the bones of the monkey.
"That's how I ate you" the egg said as its shell began to crack, "I promised protection for you and in return you would act like a scout that would locate potential prey for me to feast on. Of course, when we battled the prey you were the one who did the most work and was the most injured, leaving you vulnerable to be eaten by me. Of course shortly after your death, the monkey appeared and thought I killed you and our prey by myself and asked to serve under me."
Finally its shell fully cracked as loud tapping noises were heard inside of it. The shell crumbled onto the ground as the egg revealed itself. What emerged from its hard cocoon was not a bird or a fish, but a creature that made the creature's spine shiver in fear.
It was a creature that had thousands of small legs, a dark carapace that had curved spikes on its back and side, underneath its belly it had many white strands of fur that came off like dust, and finally on its head was not a face, but instead a giant eye that split apart revealing its rows of teeth and four forked tongues. Its body clicked each time it moved one of its many legs. The air twisted just by this creature's presence. This creature resembled a bug that it has seen before in its old world, the thousand leg menace. The centipede.