Uh..

I don't know if you've ever seen a centipede yawn, but it is frankly terrifying. It doesn't look like it should be anatomically possible. As a result, it gains an added form of disgust. Honestly, if I could puke, I might actually do that. You get the point. Even the huge masses of Acid Centipedes back off a little bit, evidently also a little creeped out.

"Hmmmmmmmm. How interesting....."

Yo, what?! My dear lord Jeremy, what?! I just heard another voice in my head, and it wasn't the same monotone Jeremy I'm used to! Did... did that thing just speak?

"You are... scared. And, confused."

Well, yeah? So it's confirmed then. The massive overlord in front of me, the disgusting mass of flesh centipede is in fact speaking in my head. Because that isn't weird at all. Have I finally lost it?

"Tell me, ...little worm. Why have.. you intruded. Why, ...are you here?"

Uh, what am I supposed to say to that? Uhh, and how, actually? How do I even speak to this... thing?

[You are not yet strong enough to contact other creatures.]

Oh, ok. Well that sums things up nicely. So, right now I can talk to the giant centipede in front of me, the very thing that I can feel only sheer panic in the face of. I can't talk to that. The thing that might just eat me for fun, or just have its ginormous army of equally disgusting acid centipedes murder me. fine. That is absolutely just perfectly fine. There isn't a problem with that at all, not one bit. Perhaps, Jeremy, you should've let me know that BEFORE you sent me into a horde of centipedes with the ultimate goal of killing the despair I feel in front of me. We thought this out really well, didn't we. DIDN'T we, JEREMY! Seriously! What in the hell is this utter horseshit?!

"You... are... angry? Not.. at me... Something else? Hmm."

Oh yeah. The acid centipede overlord is still talking to me. Does it not know? Can't it feel how weak I am? Then again, it does always pause randomly. It seems kind of dumb... Which makes sense, honestly. If it was as smart as me, I might be worried. I don't want to kill something that might've come from the same place as me. Should I even be thinking about killing that thing right now?

"Hm... You cannot... speak?"

Ummm, no? How am I supposed to let you know that? Do you want me to do some picture game? Okay, I can do that.

In front of the overlord's confused gaze, I begin a dance to remember. Up, down. Up, down. Left, Right. Repeat. Again and again, I repeat these motions, increasing in speed each time.

Wiggle. Wiggle. Wiggle. The acid centipede overlord's face, if you wish to call it that, changes from confusion gradually to a more bemused expression. It watches as I tire myself out from a high point of wiggling, and witnesses as I slow down again and again before I end my game of dance dance.

Phew! I hope that works, I don't think I can even beat three acid centipede elites right now. I am dead tired. Ugh, its face is so humiliating.

"I see... You worship... me. I... am impressed. Very well, since.. you cannot... speak, leave... now. I... will not be... so kind.... if... you stay."

After saying that, the acid centipede overlord yawns once again, this time at the groups of acid centipedes that at some point had crowded around me, and they split a path leading back to where I came. Then, I think it nods, before it lays down and curls up, clearly intending on resuming its earlier nap.

Okay, okay. I get it. I can take some criticism. Obviously, my worm dancing game needs improvement. So, before the overlord can change its mind, I turn around and warily worm through the alley created by the other acid centipedes. I make sure they don't get too close, though I'm certainly not stupid enough or brave enough to kill any of them. I don't want the overlord to kill me. I actually want the opposite of that. Honestly, I could use a nap right now too.

Worming my way out of the crowd, I glance back once more before I dash my worm butt out of there. I twist and turn as I book it as well, making sure none of the acid centipedes can follow me back to my abode. A long time later, I worm my way back into my worm apartment, straight into my bed, and collapse into a deep nap. Everything else can wait until I wake up.