The Birth of the Vile Titan
Deep within the subterranean caverns of Geode, where light barely reached and the air reeked of decay, a Heckbug Monarch strayed too far from its kin. This was no ordinary Heckbug; its carapace shimmered with iridescent green and deep violet hues, an anomaly among its crimson brethren. Drawn by an unnatural force, it ventured toward the Abyssal Maw—a forbidden chasm where the Bile Titans roamed.

A monstrous form stirred in the darkness. Alyxthesius, a titan of bile and bone, regarded the tiny intruder with a gaze like burning emeralds. Amused, it extended a skeletal claw, dripping with vile ichor. Instead of fleeing, the Heckbug embraced the corruption, its chitin hardening into a fusion of bone and exoskeleton.

Days passed. Then weeks. From the depths, a new creature emerged.

The Vile Titan.

Its body was a nightmarish fusion—gnarled chitin plating twisted around jagged, bone-like ridges, its form reinforced by spiked limbs and an armored shell. Patches of raw, exposed bone jutted through its deep green exoskeleton, webbed with veins of sickly violet energy. Its mandibles curled into a permanent, menacing grin, with an eerie, calculating hunger.

Neither pure Heckbug nor full Bile Titan, it was something… greater.

And now, it sought to claim its place above them all.