Chapter 4100: The First Feast! I
Hunger was perfect, until it ran out of food.
Noah contemplated Khor’s words as he felt the imnse, overwhelming hunger radiating from Ozymandias.
Through their connection, he experienced a synesthesia of need…the air tasted like possibility, light slled like sustenance, even the space between atoms looked delicious.
Every particle of existence had beco potential food, and the hunger to consu it all was beyond insatiable…it was definitional!
The urge to devour the very air was so strong that Noah could feel Ozymandias struggling not to simply open his mouth and attempt to eat the atmosphere itself.
Without his Everythings of Limitations, Control, or Emotion to provide restraint, it was only their bond that prevented imdiate, indiscriminate consumption.
Noah needed to direct this hunger before it directed itself.
In the next mont, Ozymandias’s gaze fixed on the Aquarium.. the Leviathan’s Eternum Cage filled with Eminent Early Living Marine Lifeforms.
A single step carried him there, not through speed but through the inevitability of arrival. Hunger didn’t travel; it simply was where food existed.
“The first feeding of hunger is always special,” Khor observed with interest, her tiny form radiating amusent. “Are you sure you don’t want to eat sothing more significant? Maybe that bundle of potential Order over there?”
Her mischievous eyes glinted as she gestured toward Sigrid, whose expression imdiately shifted to cold displeasure.
Khor laughed, the sound like appetite given voice. “Just joking! Though she would provide quite the al…all that structured Everything waiting to be unraveled.”
Noah observed this interaction while maintaining focus on Ozymandias.
Through dual perception, he watched both Khor’s casual cruelty and his other self’s preparation to feed.
Inside the Leviathan’s Eternum Cage, the Marine Lifeforms regarded Ozymandias with instinctive unease. They could feel his hunger the way prey feels a predator’s gaze…not through sight but through so deeper awareness that they were being evaluated as food.
The Aquarium contained varieties that shouldn’t exist…serpentine forms that swam through ti as easily as water, crystalline fish whose scales reflected possible futures, cephalopods that existed in multiple dinsions simultaneously.
Each one possessed power that would have made them apex predators in normal waters.
Here, they were simply nu items.
One Marine Lifeform…a creature that looked like a star given fins, had its multiple Eminent Early Living Existential Glyphs of Water flash defensively. The light should have been protection, power, deterrent.
Yet…
A tentacle shot from Ozymandias faster than inevitability. It pulsed with paradoxical certainty, crushing the light of the Glyphs as if consuming the very concept of defense. The tentacle didn’t just touch or grasp…it devoured everything it encountered.
The Glyphs’ light vanished first, eaten like brightness was a flavor. Then the Glyphs themselves disappeared, consud as if they had never existed.
Finally, the tentacle wrapped around the Marine Lifeform itself, and in an instant…nothing remained. Not remains, not mory of remains, just absence where existence had been.
“Ah…”
The sensation flooded through Noah via their connection.
The Everything of that creature…its life, death, potential, history, future…all converted instantly into pure sustenance.
The hunger quieted for a fraction of a second, satisfied in a way that transcended physical fullness. It was intoxicating, this feeling of absolute consumption, of taking everything sothing was and making it part of yourself!
“I know that look,” Khor said mysteriously, studying Noah’s eyes. “The look of feeding hunger and finding intoxication in it. The first taste of Everything is always the most dangerous…it’s pure, undiluted, uncomplicated by conscience.”
She stepped closer, her small form sohow looming.
“You need to be careful not to be lost in it. So Inevitabilities beco addicted to feeding, to experiencing that perfect mont of satisfaction. They feed and feed until they forget why they started feeding in the first place.”
…!
Her words were a cautionary tale and advice all at once.
|Minimal Effort Detected: First Feeding|
|Harvest Amplified by Principle of Perpetual Harvest|
|The Purest Hunger gains: 1,000,000,000 Purity|
|The Early Creature, Osmont, gains 250,000,000 Complexity/Purity|
|Note: Shared consumption benefits original. Isn’t that neat?|
…!
Noah smiled calmly at Khor’s warning while processing the prompts. “No, I don’t think I’ll be lost to it, even though it is intoxicating.”
Even as he spoke, dozens of tentacles erupted from Ozymandias within the Aquarium. The scene that followed was less feeding and more systematic harvesting…a terrible, efficient consumption that treated the Leviathan’s Eternum Cage like a buffet that had just opened.
Marine Lifeforms that had lived for years, that had accumulated power beyond comprehension, fled in all directions.
But in an enclosed space, facing an Inevitability designed purely for consumption, there was nowhere to go that wasn’t toward another tentacle.
Each tentacle moved with its own hunger, seeking different prey. So wrapped around creatures trying to phase through dinsions. Others pursued those attempting to hide in temporal watery loops. A few simply waited where fleeing creatures would inevitably arrive.
The feeding was chanical, efficient, horrible in its thoroughness. No malice, no cruelty, just hunger doing what hunger did…consuming everything available until nothing remained.
Noah felt each consumption through their bond, each Everything devoured adding to the intoxication.
Power flowed into both bodies…Purity into Ozymandias, mixed gains into himself.
The sensation was beyond addictive; it was fundantal, like discovering breathing after holding your breath for eternity!
“This is why they feared us,” Khor said quietly, watching the systematic consumption. “Not because we were evil, but because we were honest. Every living thing consus others to continue. We just did it without the comfortable lies about necessity or morality.”
The Aquarium, which had been teeming with impossible life, grew quieter with each passing mont.
Not entirely empty…Ozymandias was leaving so alive, whether through Noah’s control or simple planning for future als, but diminished.
“Your Inevitability,” Khor observed with sothing like pride. “Created not from malice but from understanding. Fed not with cruelty but with purpose. You might actually survive having one as part of yourself.”
She paused, then added with a smile that showed too many teeth:
“Assuming you can keep feeding it, of course. Hunger is perfect until it runs out of food, right? And perfect hunger? Well, that never stops being hungry. That…is the Way of Existence of Inevitabilities!”
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