Tztoor, The Cerebral Conqueror
An Elderbrain of the Illithid Empire may find the Abyss hostile on the best of days. However, it should exercise the most caution when trying to turn demons into newborn thralls. Due to the nature of undiluted chaos, which bears demons, there is nothing more dangerous than when they adapt to the Mindflayer larvae, incorporating their transformations into their mutatable flesh and creating a being outside of the Elderbrain's control while fueled with an insatiable taste for complex minds. That hypothetical scenario is precisely what birthed the tyrant whom the Hells would come to know as Tztoor, the Conqueror.
Born from the unfathomable depths of the Abyss, Tztoor was little more than a mewling pile of flesh and teeth skid marked across the face of an uncontrolled layer. It was upon them that the Mindflayers would start their experiments on demonic flesh. Yet, it was a test that would never see further experiments as when the larvae were first implanted into the husk that was Tztoor, they evolved with a rapidity that was unforeseen by the cosmic brain eaters. In seconds, Tztoor went from an existence of blissful ignorance to one where they understood the mortality of the creatures who assisted in its ascension as mutated into a monstrosity of flesh and tentacles.
Within moments of their birth, Tztoor sundered the bodies of the Mindflayers who captured them and consumed their minds, learning the nature of the Elderbrain and the all-consuming hunger of the Illithid. In less than a week, Tztoor had consumed the entire colony, growing fat on collective intelligence and eventually finding their way to the sanctum of the hivemind. A month after their birth, they finished consuming the Elderbrain, learning of the multiverse and the secrets of traveling the astral plane. In the space of a year, they had conquered the 597th layer of the Abyss where they were born, armies of immortal and transfigured partial Mindflayer-infested demons at their beck and call.
For centuries, Tztoor roamed the multiverse, seeking to slake their endless hunger on the minds of the species native to other planes of existence. However, their crusade has hit a snag, as they discovered the ultimate intelligence of the Modrons and their match in intellect. Currently, the God Primus and Tztoor, the Conqueror, are locked in combat, the divinity of supreme order bringing its armies to battle a chaos lord with a direction, purpose, and intelligence never before seen born from the darkness since the dead God Tharizdun himself. Yet, should the balance of this war be turned in favor of Tztoor and if they could consume Primus, the multiverse will surely be doomed.
