Crimson Veil

"You."

Sarah Kerrigan's body suddenly convulsed violently, her tawny pupils contracting into pinpoints.

The entity parasitizing her clearly had not expected its identity to be exposed so bluntly.

Chinese runes flowed across Athena's golden armor, every stroke telling of ancient knowledge that transcended dimensions.

"No need to keep pretending, Amon." The goddess's voice resonated like something from the depths of a stellar core. "Did you think borrowing this shell would be enough to deceive my eyes?"

Athena had learned the broad history of the StarCraft universe from the Emperor. She knew full well that the being parasitizing the Queen of Blades was the fallen Xel'Naga, Amon.

And the history of this universe unfolded within her divinity like a painted scroll—

Within the Ulnar Temple of the Void, the essence of the Xel'Naga merged with chosen beings. This sacred ritual was known as the "Endless Cycle."

Yet Amon, a watcher meant to preserve that cycle, had fallen because of his arrogance.

He yearned to become a true god, to rule reality as he pleased.

Amon discovered the planet Aiur and the Protoss race.

Through telepathic communication and Khaydarin Crystal, he accelerated the Protoss' evolution.

After thousands of years of waiting, Amon decided to descend upon Protoss society in the guise of a god. Yet acting in the Physical Universe consumed enormous quantities of Xel'Naga energy, forcing him to periodically return to Ulnar to slumber and replenish himself.

To permanently free himself from this limitation, Amon began altering the Protoss, attempting to turn them into vessels for Void energy. In doing so, however, he reduced the entire Protoss race to consumable resources.

When the Protoss discovered the truth and rebelled, the enraged Amon left Aiur and instead discovered the planet Zerus.

There, he found a more perfect tool—

The Zerg.

These creatures