And for Lord Aardvark, that is the only god worth praying to.
The Bonded Ones, the Aardvark’s chosen, understand this. They walk the razor’s edge of two natures. Not hermaphroditic in the crude sense—but complete . A single vessel carrying both the key and the lock. The arrow and the target. They are not a third gender. They are the first gender, the one that existed before division became a weapon. To Breed and Bond -FUTA- -Lord Aardvark-
To breed and bond, then, is the most radical rebellion against entropy. It is saying: I will not die alone. I will not let you die alone. And in the space between our two completenesses, we will make a small, fierce, temporary eternity. And for Lord Aardvark, that is the only god worth praying to
