Vacucimex

Vacucimex are a peculiar abomination. Vacucimex, from the little knowledge I have, are succubi and incubi who tried to allow more powerful devils into a certain area via the process of a portal, however, they failed miserably and entered the dark, horrific, murky, swampland known only as the void. Then, one of the vacucimex became powerful to an unnatural degree, and on account of them harvesting the unused power of the void, ascended to godhood. Fara, was her name, a (this part is censored due to Kristov's total lust for this goddess). The pure evil, hatred, and malice that Vacucimex have, as well as the emptiness and longing for flesh and flesh, make demons look sane. Vacucimex once were trapped in the void, which would have been a cruel fate for them, but ultimately benevolent for all who exist on any plane of existence. However, the emotionless word "once" does not care for the fate of good men, and on account of the recent divine wars in the Spine of the World, Vacucimex have now entered the material plane. Now all are in danger, for the most abhorrent and reprehensible entities to ever be spawned in history are hungry for the flesh's that humanoids have to offer. The beguiling and seductive nature of the vacucimex's origins should not be indulged inside by men, for if this indulgence is to occur, we shall all rot in a prison of our own making. I was tempted multiple times and failed, for I have become infatuated with the most powerful of their inhumane kind, this captivating woman knowing the power I wield, and one that all great tempters and all evil people fear: intelligence. I know of the horrors of the void, for I have experienced it, and on account of this experience, I shall try to help others. And I shall fail, and fail miserably I have done. Already I have lied to all good men and women. I am the one who made that portal, tempted by Fara, the goddess of the vermin. My mind sways between intellect and infatuation, for no more am I sane. I have harmed all good people and I am truly sorry for the horrors others shall experience. I am now becoming more corrupt, and this letter to Icewind Dale may be my last. For if people need one simple message to understand, it is that temptation is truly the most horrific sin one can commit. Do not be tempted by promises of pleasure, for they are just promises from creatures devoid of all morality and truth. Because these creatures feed off of good people, I mean that literally. They drink humanoid blood and use it to transform into the beguiling, captivating people that they wish to manifest into. Vacucimex want us to love them, for they can almost never experience that emotion themselves. They can't have the emotional bonds with others they so long for. Termalaine, if your government receives this message, I beg of you, triple the military forces. Militaristic might may be something people fear, but the power of the beguiling horrors from the void is truly worse. There must be a guard stationed at every corner, for the safety of the people is in grave danger. If there is a well-hearted god out there, pray to them, for war is coming! And this war, is not in the ways of old, with forces clashing against each other, it is in the mind. And let this war come, I repeat, let it come! The lives of so many are in danger, that any long-term effects from the void's children must be cured. My life was almost taken, but I somehow lived to tell the tale of these unholy amalgamations, and Fara who was so captivating, seductive, and beguiling, yet such a disgusting horror, uncouth insectoid filth, like the rest of her atrocious kind.

-Judas's Letter to Termalaine, regarding "Vacucimex"