His recent encounter weighed heavily upon Deity’s mind. Who were they? Where were they linked to? He couldn’t stop ruing this missed opportunity. These creatures which seemed more like him and less like the robots of this world, are an unknown. It is critical he learn all there is to know of them. The frustration drains him. He knows where he must go. His source, he can feel its presence regardless of his position. As his strength ebbs and his astral senses grow weary it pulls him near to replenish that which is sapped. It is time.
He moves to it now, drawn by its calling, the feeling becomes stronger as he gets closer.
The site is strangely vacant, nothing but a collection of voyeurs, links from distant web surfers. They are here in the shadows; searching, interacting, lending a slight yet distinct desperation to the place, their place. These weak, ill-defined presences are tentative at first but soon spew forth stream after stream of useless information.
He is psychically linked to this, Deity goes within and moves to the heart of the gathering, many of the eager participants flock to his powerful presence. As he does so something changes in the site, it bursts to life with a great glow of energy to greet him. Soothing Deity’s form, removing the aches and niggles of this physical world, which has only recently begun to morph into the astral. He relaxes amidst this power as it refreshes and strengthens him. He knows it is now time for the next step and he psychically links to and quickly overpowers the websurfers who have flocked to him,
‘Ahh yes!’
That all-conquering feeling, Coming to psychically control them. He draws upon all of their available energy. The glow of the site dims considerably while Deity’s aura - which already seemed so bright, especially relative to the other shadowy inhabitants- pulses brighter still. His form enlarges and almost seems aflame so powerful is its glow.
‘..Bliss..’ Deity thinks as he locks the desperate yearning beings, rebuilding the parasitic suction which allows their energy to culminate into his ever-increasing power. Deity continues to sap the meek, servile beings present. Both they and the site return to their dull, empty state. They seem powerless, trapped here, unable to stop bending to Deity’s will. Minions to this dark, all-encompassing force. There was nothing for him here any longer and he departs swiftly; bigger, bolder and brasher than when he had arrived.