"Ugh..."
Colin squeezed his eyes shut, suddenly feeling an intense craving for food surge from the depths of his soul.
Whispers of gnawing, chewing, and swallowing seemed to arise from nowhere around his ears...
His stomach growled and churned loudly in protest.
At that moment, the scent of the entire world became incredibly tempting—the stones, bricks, wood, human flesh, bloodstains—everything within sight was emitting a powerful fragrance...
The overwhelming hunger kept growing stronger.
"I really want to eat something..."
"No, I can't eat anything..."
Colin's features contorted as he bent slightly forward, one hand covering his mouth, the other clutching his stomach, feeling his eyes dimming and his consciousness blurring under the intense coercion of hunger.
Despite his crippling hunger, he dared not eat anything at such a time, having a premonition that once he began, he would lose all control.
He must endure!
