An unprecedented catastrophe befell the Swarm-dominated Lepismat system, and the final remains of the Coleoptera ascended to godhood, then turned into a nightmare that swept across the galaxy. In this ancient “Swarm Disaster,” all living things sought survival through prayer and struggle. The Path of Propagation has reached an unprecedented peak.
Looking back at the ancient Amber Era: In the face of the overwhelming Swarm, life obeyed the most primitive instincts — love, loneliness, the pain of survival, and the confusion of self. They exist in all beings and become “Nutrition” for Tayzzyronth and their spawn.
The beginning and end of the Swarm Disaster as absurd as the life and death: Tayzzyronth the Propagation ascended to godhood in loneliness and hatred, and finally fell under the hands of the Aeons. The Swarm Disaster dissipated, and all mortals perished.
But the Propagation's spawn are endless, and so, too, is the disaster. Mortals will be born again, and the cycle will never end.