It sat in the darkness. Alone and tired. 

Screams split the air, each one making it flinch. They were screams from corporeal throats so there was nothing it could do to help. But it tried. It couldn’t invade their minds, these flesh creatures had minds that were different. Not like the ones it was used to. Remembered. Missed.

But it tried, wandering through the unfamiliar landscape. It was not constrained by the walls the flesh creatures were, so it could reach them with ease. With gentle ‘fingers’ it reached out, easing despair here and upping a pain threshold there. 

Each time it touched a mind, it took on the pain and fear it found within. But it couldn’t stay for long. The mind ejected it, time after time, without knowing what it was. 

Each time it was long enough to share the suffering though. Anger grew. These creatures did not deserve what was being visited upon them, for something they could not help. It could help, if only it could find the right mind. One that would allow it entrance… companionship… sanctuary. 

Each time a new wave of creatures was brought in it searched and each time the search was fruitless. 

Despair multiplied with the passing days. 

It needed to do more for these creatures, but it couldn’t. Once it had razed empires to the ground, but without a mind link, it couldn’t even move a pebble on the dank, cold ground. It couldn’t remember how it had gotten here, but it knew one thing. There was, had to be, a mind that would accept it. But it couldn’t find that bright, shiny mind. Not here.

Defeated, it slunk back to the shadows away from the screams.

It was tired and alone, and the darkness was infinite.