Fitch's earliest memory is of the starry night sky, she doesn't know who her parents are, it doesn't matter, she grew up with wolves in the forest, and she shuttles freely through the shady forest every day, never feeling lonely.

One day when Fitch grew up, a pioneer team came to the forest, and those humans razed the once verdant forest to the ground in order to build a city, and hunted animals wantonly, and Fitch was separated from the wolves, and was found that her pioneer team members brought back to human society.

However, the girl who dances with wolves has long been incompatible with the word "human", and even if she wears bright clothes, eats well-cooked food, and lives in a sheltered house, she will still look into the distance alone, looking in the direction of her former homeland.

Deep down, Fitch knew that she didn't belong to Steel City, and what she longed for most was the forest, or the place where she could truly call "home".

But the home has long been lost in the years. Can you really go back?

【. Warning】

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【. The brand of the refuser, badly damaged]

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The vast forest was as full of life as ever, but it was dusk, and the night began to take over all corners of the firmament, except for the eastern sky, which still had a little sunset red, and the surrounding light became dim, and the trees were full of shadows.

After a day of hunting, the wolves returned to their habitat in the mountains, and Fitch sat by the cliff to watch the scenery, and the white wolves also lay next to them and enjoyed the evening breeze.

Fitch leaned on the white wolf's back like a coquettish person, and asked with a grin, "Mother wolf, you will do it."

Dreams? ”

The white wolf tilted its head, obviously, it could not have understood human language.

Fitch held his little face and said to himself: "I don't know if wolves can dream, anyway, I often dream, some dreams are extremely real, and after waking up, I feel like a world away." ”

"Whenever it's like this, I always think. Did I wake up from a dream, or did I fall into a deep sleep and have a dream? ”

【. Warning】

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【. IPS stem cell reserves have declined to a critical point]

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Fitch looked at the white wolf, his heterochromatic pupils full of innocence and lingering: "Sometimes I think that when a dream is realistic enough, it is actually reality. Maybe it's not a good thing to live in a dream? ”

"For example, in the years when I was first taken out of the forest, I would dream of everyone every day and night, you were running in front, I was chasing behind, and I was so happy in my dreams~"

"However, every time I was about to catch up with everyone, I would wake up from my dream, and I wanted to go back to sleep and look for you, but the dream was a different scene, and I couldn't continue it.

"Since then, I have understood that dreams are always just dreams, no matter how beautiful and nostalgic they are, they will be shattered in the blink of an eye, and no one can live in them."

【. Warning】

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【. The gluttony gene is being devoured]

【. The refuser is about to die]

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Fitch hugged the white wolf's neck, rubbed his face against its fur, and said with a smile: "I am very happy to be with you all these days, and I really want to be with you forever." ”

"But, after all, it's just a dream

…

Not mine. So thank you all for this time, and I'm very satisfied to see you again! ”

"If there's a chance in the future, let's run together again - in the real world."

"Now, my lord is still waiting for me there."

"Poof-" Fitch finished and grabbed the white wolf's neck, biting its throat violently, and under the heart-rending wail of the "wolf mother", the whole world was stained scarlet with blood, and then shattered in an instant, turning into a fluorescent sky and dissipating.

Fitch opened her eyes suddenly, and the overwhelming sarcoma was reflected in her pupils, and the surface of those invisible flesh and blood was full of pairs of eyes, staring at her from all directions, originally extremely hideous, but full of shock and panic at this moment.

"Good morning, I'm awake~" Fitch grinned, his sharp teeth refracted bloodthirsty, and his heterochromatic eyes were full of cold light, "Are you my breakfast!" ”

"Roar!! A beastly roar rang out, and Fitch's body completely disintegrated, flesh twisting in the air to form the same scarlet tentacles.

A pair of eyes on the surface of the formless flesh and blood trembled, and the sky was full of scarlet dance, and even the tiniest of the scarlet tentacles that drilled out of Fitch's body were more terrifying than its largest tentacles.

This is the ultimate power that only orthodox "gluttony" possesses.

In the invisible flesh and blood, the voice organs of unknown location neighed, like a wail in the face of fear, but it could not change the reality of destruction.

"Huh-" The moment Fitch's crimson tentacles pierced through the formless flesh, the massive body that occupied the depths of the earth was extremely short-lived

Inside, all flesh, all eyes, and all tentacles were devoured by Fitch, leaving not even a trace.

At the same time, a cold voice sounded in Fitch's consciousness, accompanied by the brand of the rejector flickering to the fullest:

[Defective gene fragment has been completed]

[The refuser enters the final stage]

[Complete body qualification, generated]

[Gluttony Gains Ultimate Ability - Devouring Gods]

On the surface of the city, the archbishop and the core members of the Crimson Church stood in front of the huge hollow, staring at the bottomless abyss in front of them, as if waiting for some final moment.

With the tremor that enveloped the whole city, there was a roar from the ground, which became louder and louder, and everyone fell into horror when a huge shadow that had never been seen before rose from the abyss.

It was a life form that is difficult to describe in words, the primitive and uncertain cytoplasm was endlessly expanding, the surface was divided into thousands of huge mouths, and the huge volume cast an endless darkness on the ground, as if it wanted to devour everything in the world.

At the top of those horrible substances, Fitch's body crept out, scarlet and bevelous tentacles sprouting from his body, and unlike the original smooth tentacles, these tentacles took on a thorn-like shape, like a curse from the gods in the fable.

The people of the Crimson Church let out a frightened cry, and the thorny tentacles came overwhelmingly, piercing through one after another fleeing cultists, and all of them, without exception, the bones and flesh were dissolved into the most primitive cell fluid in an instant, and the thorny tentacles were sucked into Fitch's body like a homing nest, turning into nutrients.

The thorny tentacles danced wildly, and only the archbishop still stood there, and Fitch lingered in the tentacles

He descended in front of the archbishop, looking down on him like a queen, and a faint voice sounded from his mouth, like a fierce beast whispering: "You, at the disposal of my lord." ”

The archbishop's eyes reflected the gluttony of transformation, even though his body did not suffer any trauma, but it was as if all the life force had been sucked away, and his eyes were lifeless, he was like an old dog with a broken spine, and he muttered to himself: "If you win, the world will be bad."