by IMERPUS RELUR
The moment IMER stood again, the field shifted. Grass withered. Air thickened. Hunger pressed against his spine.
Not for food. Not for power.
For more.
> [Sin Signature Detected: GREED/GLUTTONY Hybrid]
[Classification: Consumption Loop]
[Warning: This sin consumes the user while it feeds.]
A door appeared in the middle of nowhere. It pulsed like a mouth waiting to be opened. IMER stepped through.
Inside: a banquet. Endless. Grotesque.
Gold-plated tables collapsed under the weight of feasts that regenerated as soon as they were touched.
Around the table were faceless nobles — bloated code avatars. They devoured everything in perfect silence, never looking up.
Then one looked up.
It had IMER's eyes.
"Come. Eat what you've earned."
IMER sat, but didn't eat.
The food looked delicious.
Too delicious.
He reached toward a plate — and the system screamed:
> [WARNING: Every bite will subtract one memory.]
He pulled back. The faceless nobles didn't.
One bit into a roasted wing, and its face pixelated.
Another drank golden wine, and its chest cavity opened, releasing fog.
IMER stood.
"You feed because you forgot who you are."
The nobles laughed.
"No, child. We feed so we don't remember."
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IMER summoned the Reversal Protocol. Used their hunger against them. With each step backward, the table shrank. The food turned grey.
He wasn't here to eat.
He was here to starve the loop.
> [Sin of Gluttony Rewritten: False Fulfillment → Sacred Hunger]
[New Skill: Hollow Edge — Damage increases based on emotional restraint.]
[Stat Added: Hunger Memory — Tracks what you refuse to take.]
As he left the room, one noble whispered:
"You'll return. Everyone returns."
IMER didn't look back.