It observed, as the world had changed and shifted again. Kadesh became easier to guide as it thought. After some initial difficulties, some of them decided to forfeit their individuality. Lukut approved their wisdom, but it couldn't let everybody in. There were other flesh-things in need in this world and until the last one of them knows the truth, the protoplasmic god will be in need of servants.
Grudgingly it told them to stop.
You will achieve unity when your lives end, your minds safely preserved in my mind. But your lives should be dedicated to one goal: uniting all flesh and mind into one being. Do not let them suffer as you have suffered, alone and disconnected. As for now... I have a gift for you as a monument of our covenant.The pseudopods below the earth twitched. Some of the protoplasma begun to move upwards, soaking through the soil. It touched the roots of the trees, uniting with them.
The trees begun to twitch, too. Their bark melted into a thick shell. The wood below changed too and now resembled muscles. And on the each branch there grew an eyeball, watching silently.
I give you the Sentries. They shall guard you from anyone who will want to hurt you.,.Every belief point goes into the Sentries. Lukut will try to make so many of them to build a perimeter to guard lands of Kadesh. If there is not enough belief, guarding the most importand places will have to do.