The end inevitably arrived for the Calamity that fought against all of its kin alone.
The giant Shiik beast was at the edge of death. A dozen of its limbs had already been crushed, while the others were misshapen. It would not be long before it flattened to a paste, but it did not give up, instead, it began to activate a trait that it did not understand but which mysteriously appeared inside it a few months back-it began to feed.
The instinct to feed had become ingrained inside it after two years of growth and unchecked hunger, and at the end of its rope, it turned to this new instinct.
There was no problem with acquiring prey at this time, and it was being drowned by bodies, it only needed to open its mouth, and blood, bones, and flesh would fill it up. The struggle only arrived when it wanted to open its mouth, but the overwhelming pressure had solved that problem for the giant Shiik, because its face had been squashed flat, crushing its jaws and opening unrestricted access to its throat and therefore stomach.
Its stomach was nearly full but without the intervention of Rowan, its digestion which was previously insane had slowed down to a crawl. No matter the amount of death energies it could acquire from the bodies inside its stomach, it was useless when an almost equal amount of vitality was being produced as waste.
It would not be long before it was drowned in food and then it would be momentarily crushed into nothingness.
The Shiiks that survived this massacre, would thrive as the competition in the basin would be reduced and perhaps in the future, a Heroic Ranked Shiik would be born.
Rowan's anger at his present weakness was a bit overwhelming, and he watched in idle boredom as this silent Shiik was about to die, he had been receiving souls from the dying Calamities but without access to his true Mental Space, he could not do anything with it.
An idea occurred to him as he watched the dying Shiik and he frowned as he considered the validity of it. After a short while he understood that although difficult it would still be possible, however, he would need to understand the character of the Shiik first. It was not every creature that could handle the weight of power.
Taking his time to observe the dying giant Shiik he noticed that although it did everything by instinct, there was no denying the pride in the bones of this creature, it refused to give up even at the edge of death, and although the prospects for its survival was dim, it did not stop its relentless action.
For Rowan this was enough, he did not care for any other trait from this creature, and he would accept pride and tenacity. Pride would ensure it was not easily cowed by pressure from
higher beings and tenacity to handle the strain of becoming powerful and the dangers that would follow.
Rowan sighed and drew all the vitality being furiously produced in the stomach of the creature and in the process, the dense energy of death was given the freedom to sink into the body of the giant Shiik. The body of the Calamity grew colder than before as the energy of death flooded it, and it was possible to see faint shadows arising from the stomach before being sucked into every part of the giant Shiik.
With the influx of the energy of death, all the food it had eaten vanished. Rowan was such a clean processor of energy that the giant Shiik did not need to spit out any leftovers, leaving its stomach in a constant state of emptiness and hunger.
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