Hunger, the term that would be alien to an immortal being.
But hunger was what defined it since its birth.
The being doesn't recall what it was before its rebirth or who he was.
Even the form he takes now is just to suit the aesthetic tastes of it so that it looks pleasing to the eyes of its victims.
But don't be fooled by the immortal's look. For it is no human and only wishes to devour.
For it is no noble, as it only wishes to consume.
To it, hunger was the same as its nature, a hunger that can never be satiated. A hunger so painful that it slept for a long time, until something pleasing to its taste buds appeared.
Though, on the land it lived. The immortal had tasted everything there was to taste, so it slept for longer and longer, only waking up to fulfill its needs or contracts done with the mortals of this land.
But, then things changed.
