He decided to first eat the eggshell of the dead demon in front of him, and as expected, it was just as nutritious and satisfying as the one he had hatched from.
After consuming it, he felt a slight improvement in his physique—his claws and the tip of his tail now felt stronger and sharper, accompanied by an overall surge in strength.
Embracing the newfound power, he turned to the main course.
Glancing at the grotesque, lifeless demon, he used his claws, sharp as blades, to scrape off some of its flesh and, controlling his nausea, swallowed it in one swift bite.
Contrary to his expectations, the flesh of the dead demon had a taste reminiscent of chicken.
Savoring the unexpected flavor, Diablo continued eating the rest of the flesh and blood.
What began as small, measured bites quickly changed. The demon instincts within him took over, and his hunger intensified, causing him to devour the remains with the ferocity of a ravenous beast.
After finishing his meal, there was nothing left on the ground—not even bones.
Diablo felt a slight sense of satisfaction, but he still wasn't full. This was partly due to the fact that newborn demons required far more food than their size would suggest.
He moved on to the next nearby egg, smashing it open with a rock. Inside, he found another wolf-faced demon, which he swiftly killed and consumed.
He continued in the same manner, breaking open egg after egg, devouring the contents until he had eaten enough.
The food had a noticeable effect—his body grew more developed. His height increased by a few centimeters, and his claws and tail grew sharper and stronger.
Finally, feeling almost full, he moved toward a random egg for his last meal.
He smashed the egg open as before and found a red demon with horns and a human-like body.
Just as he was about to finish it off, the demon suddenly lashed out, its claws swiping at his face.
Caught off guard, Diablo quickly recoiled, but the claws left a small scar on his left cheek.
Had it not been for the increased speed and other enhancements from his earlier meals, the claws would likely have torn out one of his eyes.
Blood boiling, Diablo surged forward, grabbing the red demon's hands to restrain it.
In a fluid motion, his tail shot forward, piercing the demon's head through its eyes and into its brain.
As the red demon died, the adrenaline faded, and Diablo realized how careless he had been.
Even though they were newborns, these demons were still fierce, instinct-driven creatures, bred for battle in the Abyss.
He had been lucky with the others—those who had not yet gained full awareness, allowing him to kill them swiftly.
Now, he was unlucky enough to have attacked one with some awareness, narrowly escaping the loss of his eyes—or worse, his life.
Regaining his composure, Diablo quickly returned to feeding on the demon and the eggshells in front of him.
Once he finished, he felt completely full, his body rapidly digesting the food, with each moment strengthening him further.
With little else to do, Diablo began to sift through the memories he had gained from the Abyss.
According to the memories, he was currently on layer 11,650, one of the countless layers of the endless Abyss, where demons were perpetually hatched.
The Abyss stretched infinitely, with new layers continuously forming as worlds fell to demonic onslaughts and were then corrupted by the Abyss's will.
Furthermore, each layer was governed by a demon, known throughout the multiverse as a Demon Lord.
Now, regarding demon's ranks, demons were ranked as follows: Newborn, Low-ranked demon, Mid-ranked demon, High-ranked demon, Great demon, Archdemon, Demon Lord, Son of the Abyss, and finally, the Prince of the Abyss.
Though it was said that a Demon Lord ruled over a layer, this was true only for certain layers, as many layers lacked even a Great demon.
Diablo continued to explore the memories provided by the Abyss, learning more about it.
But before he could delve further, the sudden sound of cracking interrupted his thoughts.
Focusing on the source of the sound, Diablo watched as an egg began to hatch at some distance from him.
With a final crack, a demon emerged, flames burning around its body.
Seeing the egg hatching, Diablo immediately realized that a feast of flesh and blood was about to begin, as more and more eggs would soon hatch.
The newly hatched demon quickly devoured its eggshell before turning its attention toward Diablo, who was watching it.
However, after seeing Diablo's strong and developed body, it understood that it stood no chance in a fight and shifted its focus elsewhere.
It turned its gaze to one of the nearby eggs, targeting it. Swiftly, it cracked the egg open and attacked the unawakened demon inside.
Afterward, it began to feast on the corpse and the eggshell.
As it was eating its meal, the sound of more eggs cracking echoed around, signaling the emergence of more demons.
Looking around, Diablo observed many other eggs cracking open as demons of various shapes and forms emerged.
There were human-shaped demons, as well as those that were a strange blend of human and animal features—a diverse array of creatures.
After hatching, each demon consumed its own eggshell before their attention turned to the nearby unhatched eggs.
Though it may seem unfair to those still inside their shells, this was the Abyss—an endless realm of evil and chaos.
Thus began the slaughter. The newly awakened demons swiftly attacked the unhatched eggs, tearing them apart and killing the unborn.
However, there were exceptions. Some of the semi-awakened demons surprised their attackers, launching a counterattack and shifting the roles of hunter and prey.
Soon, more and more eggs began to hatch, and an increasing number of demons crawled out.
What followed was a feast of blood and flesh. Each demon needed substantial nourishment for its first meal, leading them to attack anything nearby.
The area quickly descended into chaos, filled with madness and the stench of blood. Yet, despite the frenzy, no demon dared approach Diablo.
Though they were instinct-driven creatures built for battle, they still had the innate sense to avoid picking a fight that would lead to their death with no chance of victory.
However, if any demon grew as strong as Diablo, this dynamic would quickly change. With this in mind, Diablo remained vigilant, keeping a close watch on his surroundings while his body continued to digest the food.