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These things we call Jobs, they are naught but a plague, Symbiotic in it's giving as it drains, providing sustenance such that its victim might live on as it drains the life from the creature. It's type I do not know nor have I ever seen before, neither Parasite nor Macroscopic it is truly the greatest riddel in this life. But I know one thing about this Symbiote, this slow killer, once it has convinced you of your need for it, once you have decided upon your poison, it contantly assaults you with creatures, creatures of it's own filthy spawn, somehow given hunman form, and no matter whether you keep with you chosen 'career' or choose to let another drain you dry, these spawn follow you everywhere, so many are they, these managers, so cunning and foul, thet they can break down the very spirit such that the parasite can devour it.