The Horror Of Being Dominated By A Bald Creature

Tianjie recalled his childhood. After his mother who had taken care of him for six years passed away, all he could do at six was to rummage through the trash piles that extended endlessly for rotten food. But in that impoverished world where even weeds could not survive, no one would waste valuable food. Hence, he found nothing.

As he was on the brink of starving to death, a gigantic, ugly black-feathered bald vulture landed behind him. It spread its four-meter wings and opened its blackish-brown curved beak slightly. It let out a sharp cry, one filled with the desire for the sustenance that stood before it. Its deep, dark eyes locked onto the thin boy.

As the vulture waited for its prey's death, it smelled a rotting smell from the boy. That was the smell of impending death, but to it, it was the fragrance of food.