10-20-2018, 11:14 PM
[align=center][div style="width: 500px; text-align: justify; font-size: 9.4pt; line-height: 1.4;"]It hadn't worked. The plan had been simple: remove his cover's fixation, and continue with the main goal uninhibited by sentimentality. It should have worked. The subconscious resistance to Reaper would have weakened considerably and allowed him greater control, but instead he was groping at it desperately, pulling it back for only a brief second before his wresting fingers pushed it further away. And the hunger- it lived. It writhed as a bulging serpent with jaw unhinged, hunting for more, constricting around and around his stomach until the appetite swallowed him whole.
He ate them.
He could see them, hear them, smell them in every direction, and his skin split with desire, sets of teeth gaping and snapping at air, gnashing along his legs and sides and sprawling in a graceless curve down his neck. Reaper lost count after four, a family lounging by the border who fell to his fangs and claws, and their cries drew more. He shivered with anticipation, bloodied saliva dripping from each bared mouth, and their flesh sloppily gave way to his teeth. In his excitement, his enjoyment, bits of gnawed skin and tissue smattered the border, crimson spatters on stone and tree.
He was still hungry.
It devoured him just as much as he did, tearing into these bodies with no care for the gore lodged in his claws and fur. He wanted more, and more, and more-
"Monster." It took him a moment to focus on the speaker, several sets of eyes attempting to fixate at once. It was alive, but dying, on its side with holes torn along its belly from Reaper's questing mouths. It stared at him as he dropped the other corpse and prowled toward it, until its head was forced back in order to keep looking. His tongue lolled out, sliding along his muzzle, catching leftovers.
"Not a monster," he crooned, dragging his claws down from its face to the start of its ribs, and his head lowered, nose to nose. "Death." His paw went intangible and drove slowly through, until he grasped the frantic beat of life and tore it free, swallowing it down with a snarled groan. Not enough. Never enough.
Reaper stumbled back, glancing around at the bodies. There were seven, maybe. Hard to tell, even harder to remember. He needed to finish this. Soon. Then he could sleep again, and forget this hunger. With an exhale, he vanished.
[align=right][i]——INFO
He ate them.
He could see them, hear them, smell them in every direction, and his skin split with desire, sets of teeth gaping and snapping at air, gnashing along his legs and sides and sprawling in a graceless curve down his neck. Reaper lost count after four, a family lounging by the border who fell to his fangs and claws, and their cries drew more. He shivered with anticipation, bloodied saliva dripping from each bared mouth, and their flesh sloppily gave way to his teeth. In his excitement, his enjoyment, bits of gnawed skin and tissue smattered the border, crimson spatters on stone and tree.
He was still hungry.
It devoured him just as much as he did, tearing into these bodies with no care for the gore lodged in his claws and fur. He wanted more, and more, and more-
"Monster." It took him a moment to focus on the speaker, several sets of eyes attempting to fixate at once. It was alive, but dying, on its side with holes torn along its belly from Reaper's questing mouths. It stared at him as he dropped the other corpse and prowled toward it, until its head was forced back in order to keep looking. His tongue lolled out, sliding along his muzzle, catching leftovers.
"Not a monster," he crooned, dragging his claws down from its face to the start of its ribs, and his head lowered, nose to nose. "Death." His paw went intangible and drove slowly through, until he grasped the frantic beat of life and tore it free, swallowing it down with a snarled groan. Not enough. Never enough.
Reaper stumbled back, glancing around at the bodies. There were seven, maybe. Hard to tell, even harder to remember. He needed to finish this. Soon. Then he could sleep again, and forget this hunger. With an exhale, he vanished.
[align=right][i]——INFO
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I'M
[/td][td]FADING
[/td][td]FADING
[/td][td]MUCH TOO FAST
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