River's influence went on for many year. Slaughtering countless creatures and enemy of demons without any mercy. The flesh should've been decaying but it wasn't behaving like that.
The flesh that once belonged to someone else behaves strangely when caught in the influence. It act like an arsenal of destruction. Threaten to make everything be a part of a temporay hivemind. While it soar through the air in a nonsensical pattern.
Dead have no control over their own flesh. So it becomes part of that temporay hivemind. Killing and increasing the diameter of the fleshy storm.
One exception is the flesh of the immortal like those undead. These immortals have more collective ensemblence of themselves than the other. So even tearing them apart doesn't do the job. But time makes everything bend in the end. Thus, even the immortal bow to the Demon of cataclsysm.
Demons are a strange bunch. They're separeted from many of the laws that makes the world. They almost work in the opposite way of the world.
There is saying that goes like this "if you were to go to the right then a demon would go to the left and if you go to right then a demon would go to the right. A demon would always choose the path that is different from the others even if it is the wrong path."
Who made these creatures in such a way? Only possible answer to that is Mother. Mother is a demon who've made demons and forge them in a way that they betray the world order. Such is a demon.
Now towards the main topic.
The scavengers or monsters that are being attracted to the flesh that once belonged to the flesh storm, the temporary hivemind. Now that the storm is over and the flesh has gone back to following the ordinary law.
Flesh stays dead now, even the immortal flesh have lost all life. Now it is just sight of horror. A perfect place for those hideous monsters. Death and destruction always attracts them.
Steel says, under his breathe, with exasperation.
"such ugly creatures. Even a mother wouldn't love that face."
And that statement is kind of true as these creatures are also a creation of that demoness, Mother. These creatures are also refers to as Devil spawn.
These creatures are not quite demon or human or any other species for that matter. They are just some failed creature of the Mother. Even she despises these waste of space and time. But she also never ended them. So who can tell what she thought about them. She's dead.
Even if they're just failed results of their creator. These mindless killing machine never stopped spreading their influence over the world.
Devil spawns desires to kill all life. And with their extreme adaptive capability, they still exist even though their own creator is dead or just gone to some other hell.
Keep that in mind that they're monsters that wants to kill all life. So they would do anything to kill and end all life. Devil spawns are no less dangerous than demons. It could be said that there threat is more greater than demons, to some degree. Mostly because demons are much less in count than devil spawns.
These creatures would probably jump into that death storm willingly. Just to taste death. That is one of the way that flesh storm increases in diameter.
He watches as these devil spawns came running to devour and kill. Only murder and mindless rage is in the eyes of these spawns from hell.
Few of them looks like abominations. Mismatch limbs, jaws that open to ridiculous lengths, more than two pairs of eyes or sometimes just one and body that wouldn't easily be cut with a sword or pierced by bullets.
He look at them once and starts moving to the other direction. It would be better to escape this death zone as fast as he can. Then he can at least find some cover in the jungle. This damn hell doesn't even have that. Only flesh and flesh on the ground.
So he better start running if he wanna leave this place before night.
[what are you looking at?]
Her voice buzzes in his mind. It isn't painful but just startles him a bit. It would take some time getting used to.
[just looking at the Heaven you made, nothing else.]
He says in a sarcastic tone. But she seems to miss the whole sarcasm part. And replies with some enthusiasm.
[Really? I wanna look….?]
He fails to understand what's so fun about looking at this hellscape. But then again, he did sarcastically called it a heaven and she might also want to see something else for once, other than her own stitched together eyelids.
So he gives her the permission. Then a strange occurrence happens. It felt like his eyes wasn't only for him anymore. It is a subtle feeling like someone else is looking through them too.
[it is pretty.]
Hearing her response. He says under his ragged breathe.
"Really?"
Demons always chooses the opposite of the normal. So maybe he is the weird one for not finding is pretty. It could be cause of his own nature that he just doesn't prefer such views.
Whatever the case, he only want to escape this hell. He can ponder about his demonic existential crisis some other time.
Although, it shouldn't be possible for any devil spawns to locate him. His elusive and slippery nature is result of that. But as the number of devil spawns increases the chance of one spotting him would only grow higher.
As he is moving, world quakes all around him. It is the answer to his past words.
He curses.
"Guess it will go worse then ever…"