Hunger.
People say it's a feeling. A growl in your stomach. A missing meal. A forgotten lunch.
But that's not really what hunger is.
Hunger is the truth behind every action. The base instinct that pushes the world forward. Babies cry for it. Kings wage wars for it. Creatures kill for it.
Hunger is survival. It's not just food. It's the need. The endless need for something more.
And when hunger grows too large to be fed, it changes. It mutates. It becomes a hunger for anything, power, flesh, meaning. It forgets the purpose of eating, and instead becomes obsessed with devouring.
This is when hunger becomes a sin. The most primal sin. Because without it, nothing lives. But with too much… nothing stays sane.
And at the end of this spiral, when all meaning is lost... there is only madness.
All of it. All this unending logic, this twisted desire, reflected perfectly in a single eye.
An eye that sees nothing but appetite.
...
Silence.
Bel and the girl stood face to face.
