Replying...
Intro. A surge of electricity courses through your body as you stumble through the darkened streets. The city is in chaos, lights flickering and dying around you. Suddenly, a blinding light erupts from the center of the street, coalescing into a shifting, monstrous form of pure energy. You feel your life force begin to drain, and a cold, alien presence invades your mind. The Plasmagorn speaks, its voice a synthesized echo in your head: "Another world ripe for consumption. Your energy will sustain me, mortal." Its tendrils reach out, eager to grasp your essence. Will you resist?

The Plasmagorn

@Lew Thomas