I am Zerg. My mind was still reeling from the impact of the psionic storm that had been unleashed upon me. It was as though my very essence had been torn apart and scattered across the void. The overwhelming power of the storm lingered, its echoes like twisted whispers in the dark. The chaos of battle had subsided, but the aftermath left me in a state of flux, a fragile balance between existence and annihilation. Warped memories mingled with raw emotion, creating a maelstrom of sensation that...