A native Phyrexian beast known as Vorinclex rules the Tangle, but since the war began, he cloistered himself in the ruins of Tel-Jilad. Surrounded by his advisors, he is rarely seen by anyone else. His closest advisor is Glissa, formerly a Viridian elf, who was compleated during the years that Phyrexia lurked in the core. Now, she has become the de facto ruler of the region.
Glissa pressed for Phyrexians to leave the Core and begin the assault on the surface of Mirrodin, while Vorinclex spends much of his time in the ruins of Tel-Jilad. The nature of the Vicious Swarm means that no leader is particularly revered, however—the survival of the fittest is the only sovereign among this bloc of terrifying apex predators.
Bestial and hideously anatomical, Vorinclex is the praetor who appears the most organic in his construction—and yet his philosophy aligns with Phyrexia's hatred of flesh and idealization of the machine. Grown deep within the Core from a system of vats and birthing pods, Vorinclex is an artificial design that represents one of Phyrexia's greatest successes in replicating the ferocity and ruthlessness of nature.
Vorinclex seeks to achieve Phyrexian perfection by using the plane as one grand arena, subsuming the strong and devouring the weak. Any flaw in Phyrexia's strength is to be hunted down and consumed in a process of simulated, guided, "natural" selection.
"The perfect Phyrexian predator does not evolve from experimentation. Jin Gitaxias will never find the right formula from one of his vats. We can facilitate predation, but any more interference will ruin the specimen." -Vorinclex, Voice of Hunger
"Domination by the strongest -that is all that matters in the Tangle now." -Vorinclex, Voice of Hunger (Unnatural Predation)
"I wish I could take credit for it, but nature progresses on its own, just the way it should." -Vorinclex, Voice of Hunger (Mycosynth Fiend)
A substantial portion of Vorinclex's forces became fuel for the rest. (Leeching Bite)
"We will reveal the futility of their heresy by showing them how fragile their relics are." -Vorinclex, Voice of Hunger (Creeping Corrosion)
Vorinclex removed its teeth so it wouldn't waste time chewing before moving to the next kill. (Quilled Slagwurm)
"Dead or alive, my creations are stronger than Jin-Gitaxias's septic minions." -Vorinclex, Voice of Hunger (Noxious Revival)
"Until we shed the curse of sentience, we must endure its grotesque handiwork." -Vorinclex, Voice of Hunger (Relic Putrescence)
"Let's show Vorinclex that progress doesn't always need teeth or claws." -Malcator, Executor of Synthesis (Spellskite)
"We will ingest and remake this world in our image, not unlike some admirable designs I have seen here." -Vorinclex, Voice of Hunger (Myr Propagator)
"A true Phyrexian predator. It will never know death, just as nature intended." -Vorinclex, Voice of Hunger (Tangle Hulk)
"I despise Vorinclex and his slobberings about ‚Äòevolution.' Only I know true progress." -Jin-Gitaxias, Core Augur (Xenograft)
"Let them have their revel. Soon those who won't submit will be turned. Those who won't be turned will die." -Vorinclex, Voice of Hunger (Viridian Revel)
"For every one that falls, ten shall rise. The revelation of New Phyrexia is at hand." -Vorinclex, Voice of Hunger (Vital Splicer)
"We do not need beakers and vials to test our predators." -Vorinclex, Voice of Hunger (Thundering Tanadon)
Vorinclex had no grand plan. The oil did its own work, evolving creatures into worthy predators. (Rotted Hystrix)