Ants flooded through the tunnels, called to action stations by urgent pheromone messages distributed by the still under development “automated noiseless announcement system.” If Sloan had any hair, she would be pulling it out of her carapace right now. Instead, she had to settle for tugging insistently on her antennae with her mandibles as her brain tried to spin the …

The resources of the third stratum proved to be a boon to the Colony, but none more so than the Fire Iron, as we called it. Found in naturally replenishing reserves between layers, the precious metal had several properties that made it of enormous interest, especially to those like me. Obviously, it was heat resistant, but to such an extreme …

Odin had seen many things in his first life. The pressure that came with being a professional assassin, the piles of bodies he’d left in his wake, none of it prepared him for the Demon horde that surrounded him now. They stretched in all directions, the living carpet of small, gnawing demons of which he once was one, replaced with …

The Queen crunched her demon prey with satisfaction. A strange, bladed creature, the monster had put up quite a fight before she’d been able to overpower it. There was something so gratifying about hunting for her own Biomass. She doubted she would ever get tired of it. “This area isn’t secure, Mother. We shouldn’t tarry for long.” There was something …

“SHIELDS!” Advant shouted, her pheromones washing over the entire area in a mighty burst. The two mages, thankfully, were quick to respond and a shield sprang into being around the large soldier, mere moments before the mess of vines engulfed her completely. She lunged forward, mandibles snapping as she sheared through hundreds of the tough, living ropes, not noticeably making …

Tungstant woke from her torpor feeling just as tired as when she went into it. After her last… incident, she didn’t want to lose the time by being captured by they who would not be named, and made sure she got regular rest, but there was so much to do. An infinite amount of work and a very finite amount …

Hello my dear readers! I hope you are all well, snug, warm, and ready for another rendition of my adventures amongst the Colony. Within the second stratum, the ants certainly had built a kingdom for themselves. The wonders of Anthome seemed endless, and with Emilia as my ever patient guide, we wandered the many tunnels and chambers, visiting historical sites, …

Peter and the steadily growing audience of farmers continued to become more invested in watching the Colony members compete in this strange activity, showing up everyday to talk, laugh and spectate.  Even when the teams they had been following so closely moved on to other things and a new group came through, their passion wasn’t dimmed. In fact, it was …

“I’ll see you later, darling,” Peter called. “Enjoy your walk, dearest,” his wife replied, amused. He’d managed to get through his work in record time today. The tomatoes were ripening, so he’d made sure to give them the attention they deserved, but he couldn’t remember a time he’d worked with such purpose and efficiency. He’d even got a Level out …

Peter looked out over the field and realised with a mild sense of surprise that his work for the day was done. The crops were watered and growing well, the weeding and pest control had been done. He eyed his fences askance, no, they were fine too.  He’d been a vegetable farmer for many years, but he couldn’t remember a …