"This feeling…", a voice spread in the room. "Power beyond what I thought could be achievable… Yet this hunger, insatiable beyond what a mortal could ever feel!" the Golden Elder spoke with a devilish intent in his words.
Although he had achieved what he wanted—having attained the second realm after many years of difficult and bitter cultivation—; an insatiable hunger had spread in his corpse, and that feeling was intense to the point where he couldn't contain himself anymore. Yet he didn't hate that sensation as, it reminded him of something that had pushed him to this position, the hunger for power. Unrelated to morals or social status, this hunger for power was closer to a biological instinct for the man.
Something that had taken him from an ordinary family member to the Elder position where his words were law.
