Grand Wedding [3]

What's it like to truly be hungry?

Growl—! 

Like an aching emptiness? 

"Food, I n-need food." 

...Or more like a knife to the gut? 

"H-help, I beg you. My s-sister..." 

No, it was more than that. 

The pain wasn't confined to the stomach; it seeped into the mind, clouding thoughts and sapping clarity away from one's brain. Each passing moment felt heavier as if the mind couldn't take it any longer. 

Fat would start to be used as an energy source. 

But what if one didn't have any fat storage? What would become of them? 

They'd become skin and bones. 

"P-please, help me..." 

Kealion was all too familiar with the pain, the hunger, and the helplessness that came from poverty. 

For just one cookie, he managed to slaughter his way out of the cave. 

He could still vividly remember the pain and desperation that he had once felt in the times when he was with his mother.