(In a dark alleyway, in the slums of #####)
Hunger, it's something Im used to. Its pain constantly courses through my abdomen. Stabbing, stabbing, stabbing, over and over. It numbs, then reappears, then numbs again. I started yearning for the feeling of being numb, although I knew it wasn't right and that I shouldn't. I mean you feel the same don't you?
What your not gonna answer now? I know you've been with me, you share this burden with me. This journey, this decrepit vessel. You feel the hunger to no? Maybe, not as directly as me, or maybe you just simply are more numb then me. It's been so long since I've drank water, or eaten anything that couldn't be considered vile. I can feel it, that void. That feeling of emptiness that continues to draw me in. I've resisted till now, but the pulls getting stronger. You've been with me, through all this, you've never spoken through all of this. I know you must have something to say before the end. So why don't you say it? Say what you haven't been able too. Where gonna be one with nature in a moment anyway. Still no answer, alright I didn't expect you to change anyway. Bye, for the last time.
"#####, leave him be."
"Why should I?"
"As a favor."
"What favor could you possibly give me?"
"You were bored were you not?"
"Yes, but that is how it has been and will be."
"Then why not add a new variable into the equation."
"So your favor is also your request?"
"What's so wrong with that?"
"Very well, I've been bored for quite a while now. I'll let him go, but he'll be unable to be embraced by ####### any longer."
"Very well."
"I'll be going now, know that you have cursed that child."
"Well is that such a bad thing? He was abandoned, starved, beaten, robbed, crippled, and tortured by his own family."
"Yes, but ####### would have erased those memories."
"Yes, but even you know that without those memories can a ##### even be considered the same person after being…"
"Enough with this blabbering, you stated he would entertain, so I hope your prediction holds true."
"Would you like to bet on that?"
"Hah, you act as if your meager wealth could even make one of us bat an eye. Farewell, ######. May ##### embrace you at the end of your journey."
"May ##### embrace you at the end of your journey."
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In pitch darkness a lone figure stood. His heterocromatic eyes the only light in an endless dark river. Wherever he stepped the water froze. His thoughts slowly expanding, allowing him to understand the peculiar place he was in.
'Where did my hunger go, and why does my body feel so numb? Where even am I? Why do my surroundings look pitch black? Wait what is that?'
Below the figures feet stood a beast of colossal proportions, its magnitude so large it's mouth could swallow towns whole. Its silhouette clearly visible through the waters depths.
'Why do its eyes look so glossed? Is it alive?'
"Hey!!" Screamed the figure.
The echo of his words never repeating in the surroundings of the abyss, seemingly traveling forward for an indefinite distance. Although, the figure who caused this disturbance in this sacred space seemed to know nothing of what had happened.
'It's not reacting, what could this thing be? What would happen if I touch the water with my hand?'
'The figure reaching toward the abyssal water, touched the water only to be drawn inwards. Flipping as if gravity had reversed. Causing his body to be submerged. Where his figure slowly faded into the depths.'