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Message: <blockquote data-quote="RobotRobotI" data-source="post: 2397845" data-attributes="member: 31419">And Moss looks out upon creation, weeping.He sends a message to the deities who have shared their homes here.I stepped into a world unlike any otherAnd I laid down the foundations for lifeYou took my efforts in jest; you kill what I have birthedAnd no more shall I defend a forsaken world.Moss goes silent as the Elementals reign their attack. With no Deity to lead them, the plantae are confused, and unprepared. Wildfires scorch the plants, and, in the time of a few weeks, the single massive forest is reduced to ash. In the wake of the flame, oxygen is used up en masse; it is not long before what little is left to breathe is clung to by the fleshy races; but, with time, they shall suffocate and meet their demise.Moss's voice to the deities is no longer strong and full, but stricken with sorrow.This universe is not worthy of life.  It's deities do not understand the intricacies.You kill for revenge, out of spite.  These are not divine things.I gave life to the Plantae, and I did what was necessary to defend them.And in all things, you were hungry for power.  You struck against them ceaselessly.Leave Prime to the undead.I beg you leave the Children to flourish, for they are untainted by your touch and the pains of free will.If Moss still remains, no more is heard from him.</blockquote>