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The white skeleton was about to burst through the flesh, and the remaining nineteen bones all cheered and shrieked together, as if welcoming the arrival of some great moment.
Muni howled to the sky, for he had never tasted something so delicious since his birth, nor felt such surging power.
The twentieth white skeleton pushed against Muni's chest until the skin cracked, but ultimately, the growth stalled before breaking through. Just as Muni was indulging in the supreme pleasure of devouring, the skeleton's failure to break through startled him awake from his satisfaction.
"..."
He looked around, and the landscape in his vision was covered with a layer of blood-red steam, presenting a desolate and eerie scene of apocalypse.
Without Muni making any move, the skeletons in his chest opened their wide mouths and devoured the blood-red steam that filled the sky, clearing the heavens and the sea.
