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With recent events unfolding, the Sludge awakens, weak and starving, ready to once again establish itself as a patron of mankind.
Personality-wise, despite its very primal nature, the Sludge is very communicative and open to others. It often offered aid or trade to other Hours and surely plans to do so again once it actually has something to offer. The Sludge is terrified of having enemies, and can be greedy at times.
Its abilities include consuming memories as well as giving its memories (previously-eaten or otherwise) to those worthy.
On the field of battle, the Sludge is extremely difficult to damage, but likewise a very weak and especially slow combatant.
Notably, the Sludge can also consume harmful memories to aid the subject, a boon which its followers greatly enjoyed.
===Appearance===
A large lake of shifting goo of an extremely dark green color. This is the Sludge's base form. With enough knowledge, it takes on solid forms of varying complexity and size. Its previous prime form was that of a massive turtle (it prefers the likeness of beings with long lifespans).
===Principles===
One step backwards and to two steps forwardsforward. You must One most lose to gain moreachieve greater gains. You One must sacrifice to prosper. The Sludge, while adamant to stay alive, does not crave its own growth, and lives to serve and teach mortalsall lesser beings. While it eats memories, it does not consume anything that the mind derives derived from them. Its , thus its followers eventually become great , empty-minded sages - masters of logic and quick thought, and ridiculously fast learners. It teaches determination, persistence - the joy of learning and the power of knowledge - the difference between the smart and the wise.
==Worship==
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|verb = Work
|title = Bring forth a poor servant of the The About.
|start_description = They stand there, looking at me, looking through me, taking every detail in as if it were a delicacy.
|description = WIPThese hollowed minds know nothing of the world or the Mansus, and yet their eyes tell a different story altogether...
|aspect0 = Ritual
|aspect1 = Knock
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