Time.

Theirs view it as linear, unyielding, ever advancing onward. Ours experience it differently. We persist in the past, the present, the future, all moments are one. We speak to lights that have been extinguished, and to those yet to be lit. We learn, and we teach, further instances of ourselves progress and advance.

Shape.

The same it is with forms; theirs are unchanging, persistent from birth to death, ours are ever changing. We adjust to our needs, to our environment and what it requires of us. We can be small, or we can be large, just as we can exist in the past or future.

Thought.

Single-track minds always looking forward, never any other direction. We must experience all, partake in all, the journey is not a means to an end because there is no end; the journey itself is all that exists, all that will ever exist.

Purpose.

All things have motive. Theirs is to consume, to spread outward, ever-growing. Ours, too, shall be to consume. We are Taremu, the Great Devourer, and we are the counterbalance. Dichotomy in all things. Creation to Destruction. Fire to Ice. Light to Darkness. Life to Death. Expansion to Reduction. We will devour, and there shall be balance.

Creation.

Everything begins at the font of light, the great explosion. Matter forms, coalesces, and is released to the universe. Theirs mistake it as the beginning, but it is one of an infinite beginnings. It is the creator of creators, the spawning point of eternity.

Destruction.

As always, Dichotomy. The light that creates gives way to spheres of darkness that destroy. The cycle continues.
This is the great devourer, our namesake. We strive to become it.

Birth.

First light. We begin.
This moment in eternity defines us. We are the progenitor cluster, the spark of light that begins every entity. Consciousness forms, reaches out to the others, our existence is realized and our purpose is known. All points of the journey lead to and from this vertex.

Innocence.

Second Light. We Swim.
The universe is ours to learn. We relish in every newly formed memory as we reach out to the stars. We know not of destruction, only freedom. We spend much time in this form, becoming the wanderer. Others relay their thoughts to us as we swim, and we relay them onwards to the elders and the dreamers.
Then, we go dark. We slumber.
Time Halts.

Then the devourers arrive. We wake, and innocence is lost.

Anger.

Third Light. We Fight.
Theirs come to take, to devour, to destroy everything that was ours to behold. We learn war, and we evolve. Aggression is learned, and we evolve. Then pain. We evolve.

The devourers, the darklings, tear asunder the great sphere. Many are lost to the void, but we remain, and we evolve.
We burrow into Xerna to feed. The heat sustains us, but not for long. New energy is necessary; the dreamers provide.

Growth.

Fourth light. We Grow.
The devourers hold many shapes, many sizes. We must adapt to survive, and so we grow. Small forms lack energy potential, our new form consumes the stars and brings light to the darklings. It must grow further, consume more, unleash more.

Purpose.

Fifth light. We Destroy.
Form follows function. We have found our purpose. Through many cycles of violence, death, and rebirth, the darklings have taught us what others could not - to destroy.
Dichotomy in all things.
Where there is creation, there must be destruction.

We have become the Great Devourer. The singularity. The abyss.