I fell on my knees panting, the strikes struck one after another without pause.
I coughed and blood spilt forth, it tasted just like liquid fire, ah yup the fire lightning was cooking me, extra well done.
Still, I gritted my teeth shoving all those irrelevant thoughts aside, I still breathed life, sure I was in pain from the flame lightning and sure I was pissed as hell from this creature in the damn dark insulting me but I really feel as if he made me... Seem so worthless.
Since when have I ever felt so worthless in my existence?
'Tell me, what you said before, did you mean it? You being a betrayer and one of the dark ones that serve to supply me with enough energy to stay in flesh,'
My words were raspy, my breathing becoming laboured, f*ck, this f**King thing is bothersome, ahhh!
Yup the entire reason I was always hungry, was simply because as the word core I needed to replenish my original for which is this world itself.