As the sun set over the corpse of the Nucleus, the colony’s survivors began the long, limping walk back to their rust-stained home. The fleshmass would wither. The ground would heal. And tomorrow, they would plant something new in the ash.
“We lost the cornfield,” Tola grunted, wrapping her leg. “And Mendez. And the megasloth.” rimworld fleshmass nucleus
Tia was alone with the Nucleus.
The ground convulsed. The fleshmass carpet writhed, curling inward like a wounded animal. The Gestalt looming over Tia collapsed, its face suddenly slack, human again for one merciful moment before it dissolved into slurry. As the sun set over the corpse of