MEAT.

He awoke deep in the woods. The faint smell of acrid smoke lingered in the air. Laying on his side, he could see a fox trotting around him. It was his companion Ash... he was sure of it. But Ash had changed. He could see the forest floor through her shimmering body.

FLESH.

The hunger. Oh the hunger. Where was he? How long had he been slumbering? He was so weak, so hungry and so tired. Just then he heard a large crash behind him in the forest. He stood grabbing his treasured bag of tricks. Even that looked different...it was heavier, shifting...with a skull on it?

BLOOD.

He turned around and saw a deathly grizzly bear. He reached into his bag of tricks and dark, smoked light gushed from within. The ground tore asunder under the bear and then closed back in crushing it. He walked over to it's body...he was so, so hungry.

GUTS.

And so he feasted. Like a newborn taking its first meal he ate greedily. The power, oh the power. Each bite filled his veins. Strength like none he had ever had before. He would not give this up. Not for anything, no matter the cost. This was the start of a whole new path. He took the bears skull, the only part unconsumed in his ravenous feast and fastened it to his head.

SINEW.

The hunger. Oh the hunger.

And so he walked. Ash at his side. Belly not yet sated. In search of his next meal. Walking westward, where he heard the sound of people.

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