'There's an assassin after my head from the get go.' He wanted to groan, but as a baby, Torq hadn't developed the means yet. He was able to sense the assassin thanks to his hunger. He wanted to eat!
And the stronger the prey was, the more his hunger could be satiated. Hence, every living being in his vicinity was his prey.
Prey! PREY!
'Urgh!' He blinked a few times, feeling his emotions slipping out of his control. Suddenly, it felt like his head was sinking into water, with him unable to surface.
The water was heavy, feeling like jelly as he sank within, helpless, steadily heading to his doom. And whenever he attempted to move towards the surface, the water turned rock solid, making it impossible to budge even a millimetre upwards.
By now, barely a tenth of his head had sunk into the water and had stopped here. However, he felt this would only continue to worsen in the future.
His body felt heavy, his mind sluggish, and his soul…like it had aged.
