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Curaichd wandered, seemingly blindly, through the trees of the Heart of Maguuma. He had heard it whispering in the back of his mind. His chest felt tight and he just kept walking, as if he knew where to go.

Come to me, child.

He didn’t know who the voice was. He didn’t know why he could hear it. But it made him feel- Cura wasn’t really sure what it made him feel. It was complex. He was scared. There was a voice talking in his head, a voice that wasn’t his, and he seemingly had no control over his body as he walked. But he felt comfort as well, as if this voice would take him home, to where he truly belonged.

He didn't know where he was being drawn to, but he was so high up in the jungle. He crossed over crumbling stone bridges that were covered in moss. He climbed skillfully up thorn-covered vines. He sneaked past large monsters and creatures he had never seen before.

They won’t hurt you, child. Come to me.

Cura took in a shaky breath and kept walking. A rising fear in his chest as he neared the monsters. He jumped suddenly when another sylvari leapt from the bushes to his right. He looked crazed, his golden eyes wide.

“Do you hear it?” The stranger shouted, his voice raised in panic.

“I hear it.” Cura replied gently.

“Don’t listen to it!” The stranger grasped onto the front of Cura’s coat with both hands. “By the Mother, don’t listen!”

Cura was shocked. He blinked at the stranger and tried to escape his grasp. Those golden eyes searched Cura’s own white ones. He saw tears gathering in the stranger’s eyes. Cura stopped trying to pull away from him. “What’s wrong? It’s calling. Shouldn’t we go?”

“No!” The stranger gasped, shaking his head wildly. “No, it wants to use us. It wants to take us and use us.”

“What is it..?” Cura asked softly, he was reeling; confusion and bubbling fear rising in his chest.

“Mordremoth!”

“Mordremoth..?”

“The jungle dragon!”

“Why…” Cura’s voice was so quiet he wasn’t sure he could be heard. “Why can I hear it?”

“It wants to use us.” The stranger said desperately. “It wants to make us its slaves, it wants to make us fight, take over our minds. Turns us into Mordrem. Its minions.”

“How do you know all this?”

Tears welled up in the stranger’s eyes. He dropped to his knees. “My squad is gone. I was here- I was a warden, sent here with others. They heard the call louder than me. They…” His voice cracked and he went silent.

Cura opened his mouth to respond but the loud snarling voice made both Sylvari tense up.

Come. Come to me. Obey. I am your master. I am your reason to thrive. Obey!

The stranger clasped his hands over his ears and let out a wail. “No!”

A wave of panic and cold surged through Cura’s body, he felt weakened and he dropped to the ground as his legs gave out. He gasped for air, his hand clutching at his chest as it tightened. His vision fogged and he screamed. “I won’t!”

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