Humanity Will Serve Again!

My mistress warned me there would be a price. That mankind had been judged and found wanting, and that to truly serve the gods, I would have to shed the trappings of humanity. I held fast to my faith and agreed to her bargain. I can scarcely believe the gift I have been given. I had thought the loss of my natural form weighs heavily on me. That the sight of my gleaming fangs or the rattle of my tail would vex and torment me. But I see now the perfection of the gods’ plan, and I like what I have become. I will do my duty and aid my mistress in her holy mission to return this land to the sole dominion of holy nature. I will purge this place of human civilization and all its earthly trappings. A plan takes shape in my mind’s eye, to use the unholy form of our fallen predecessors to further my mistress’ agenda. I will turn all their scheming, all their guile, all their greed and avarice, and bend it to the service of Mother Nature. Mankind, whose petty squabbles and endless appetites once ravaged our land, shall once again become her stewards.