Alone and walking through the long halls was none other than Ryuk. Somehow, he felt a larger breadth of space with him, his thoughts alone as he easily weaved through the roads. Soon, he arrived before the cafeteria.
The place was structured like some sort of dojo, and upon entrance, he felt the hall completely deserted.
There was nobody at all, but at the end of the hall, one could see the area resembling some kind of kitchen, and Ryuk felt his eyes flash at the sight.
With no one around, he felt truly alive as he arrived before the covered pots and opened them up.
Immediately, Ryuk's eyes bulged as his mouth unconsciously opened, saliva beginning to drip out.
"This has to be a dream!"
Ryuk thought in surprise as he looked at the sight before him.
Before his gaze was a full soup, but it was mostly filled by incredibly large, peppered meats soaked within. The smell was tantalizing, and the soup was so hot that it heated up Ryuk's face.
