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#2012-06-19 13:36:28, as written by Cherry Flavored

Lu walked peacefully down another decrepit street of New York City, holding a bag of pretzels that he found in a deserted car that had been ran into a light post. It was easy to find junk food in this world, but food that could spoil such as meat and fruit and vegetables were essential and a blessing to come across. Lu had been lonely for quite some time, he was scared to make companions with anyone who he knew would just slow him down. He was alarmed by the sound of a ringing bell. He looked up, the bell had some sort of illuminating effect on his soul, or whatever was left of it. He followed the sound of the bell, as though its purpose was keen to his survival.

When he finally arrived at the bell he noticed that it was attached to a large cathedral. He could only look at the cathedral and wish that it's innocence could spread across the world, but he knew that was not an option---not in this life. He dug into the bag of pretzels again, only to find that there were no more left, He sighed as he dropped the empty bag. His stomach growled, and he placed his hand over it."I--am so---hungry." he spoke to himself, the cawing of the bloodbirds above him begun to irritate him. He looked up and a puzzling thought crossed his mind. He didn't think to long on the subject, all that he was running off was the pure hunger of a man who hadn't tasted meat in weeks. With the flick of the wrist, purple shards of lights formed into his Scythe and he begun to teleport himself upward. First he was underneath the bell of the cathedral, where he could get a better look at his prey. The bell was loud in his ears, almost vibrating his entire body. within seconds, all of his targets would become a well needed meal.

He teleported into the air behind a unfortunate bloodbird, and with one stab at its back it fell to the ground. He did this over and over again, to a point where it seemed as though it was raining dark balls the oozed red liquid around the cathedral. Ultimately, this action led to Lu teleporting himself to the ground out of breath and with a nosebleed. He wiped his nose and begun to cough roughly, knowing that he exceeded his limits of teleportation, though Lu was always pushing himself to be better...to be stronger.

He found a cart, which he begun to place all of the dead birds into. He could already smell their roasting flesh in his fantasies of devouring the meat of these birds down to every last bone. Unfortunately with the 'ending of the world' and all, electricity and technology was only a thing of the past. He would have to cook these birds old fashioned. So, he looked around to find a few logs of wood, a few sticks so he could roast the birds, and a lighter where he set the logs on fire. He started with one of the birds, plucking each of its feathers out, and stuck one of the sticks down the birds throat and begun to roast it. Almost instantly, the aroma was loud---someone could probably smell the roasting beast from miles away, depending on how hungry the being was.

When the bird was done cooking, without applying any sort of ingredients onto the bird he begun to chew at the thick flesh, digging his teeth deep into the meat until his teeth reached the bone of the bird. Even though it must had been the worst meal he's had in his life, it tasted like Heaven to him. He could feel himself regaining energy, slowly but surly. The headache he had gotten from his constant teleportation quickly disappeared, and finally, for once in the few weeks of Hell, he had peace.

Snippet #1984775

located in Hell on Earth, a part of Survivor Slayers, one of the many universes on RPG.

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