A Feast

The humans who once inhabited this place, believing themselves to be the predators of society due to the nature of their work, now lay lifeless. 

Their death was not because they were evil, but because Reign was even worse.

One by one, Reign extended his jaws, revealing a gaping maw that was suited for gulping entire prey. 

With mechanical like movements, he engulfed the lifeless corpses, his actions devoid of emotion or remorse. 

*GULP

*GULP

*GULP

It was a repetitive routine, like a wild instinct driving a predator to consume its prey. The lifeless bodies, once filled with vitality, now merged with him, their essence adding to his own.

With each gulp, he felt a surge of energy, a subtle sign of his growing strength. The urge to feed, to overpower, pushed him forward .

[Level up + 1] 

The awaited notification finally chimed, signaling the end of Reign's one sided massacre through the barrack.