Long ago in Espresia, There was an ancient tome. this tome was widely regarded as one from a ancient forefather. Held under the constant protection of a intelligent but stationary species. There cores soft and there minds underground. These beings have been there for a long time undisturbed by the ever changing landscape of the world beyond it. Few lineages of species have tried to inhabit but to only be inhibited by this mysterious ground bearing consciousness. As generations of distant civilizations rise up and fall on the outskirts of Espresia, The area itself has still widely been untouched by any other kind. But all things change.

The rise of a nomadic group of beings with very short projecting tails, usually hidden entirely under the thorax. Covered with a thick exoskeleton, and have a single pair of pincers this kind was a melting pot of ideals contradicting themselves but working is a perfect system. How can a species be so peaceful, serene and connected to the ground beneath them and also be incredibly cruel, ferocious and devastating. When this armor skinned savages approached Espresia, The fruiting bodies of those beneath them started to eject themselves from the ground encircling the pincered beasts. The fruiting bodies releases tiny molecules into the air and chemoreception took in the foreign spore. The warriors were now effectively spayed and docile but at great cost of life. The ground folk, horrified by the actions they needed to take offered to spare and help the remaining nondualist creatures.

They allowed them to live within the confines of Espresia and as the generations went by there was a thickness in the air. Not tension due to the devastation that was brought onto the nomadic beings. But one of a deep unspoken sexual tension between these two very different entities. On the anniversary of the shelled folks invasion, A festival was held. Into the night as various spirits were consumed both parties became closer. The two knew it was time, The pincered women lay on the ground and loosen up there thorax to the early fruiting bodies from the ground. The men began to dig holes in the earth which they are so connected to and insert there members then being wrapped and maneuvered by the network of nerves beneath the ground. As the night went on there was no awkwardness between the species. As months went on there was now a hybrid group of species. This species is almost indescribable to a modern day monkeys brain. Hard shelled fruiting bodies who are all individuals living under the ground inside of what is also there bodies.

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