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Ralsei was laying with his back against something smooth, cool, and hard. His eyes were closed, but somehow he could tell that Kris was looming over him.
They were as large as a titan; and he, a rodent. Their eyes were lidded and lips formed a straight line, an unreadable expression. Despite their stoic face, the weight of their pupils on him was intense. Seething masses of red studied his every move.
"Was I good?", he asked. His voice matched his body in this state, delicate as the wings of a butterfly.
"You were wonderful", they answered calmly. "You have done everything you were supposed to, and you did it well".
Ralsei allowed the ocean waves of their voice to roll over him. Kris said it and it was true, just as undeniable as rain pouring from the sky. Something swelled in his chest. Pride, relief, gratitude, and satisfaction all bloomed inside of him at once. "Is everyone well?".
The heat behind their gaze burned hotter. The warmth was comparable to a sunbeam after a storm. "Everyone is safe and happy. There is no work left to do". They shifted their massive hand towards him. "Now let me help you fulfill your highest purpose in life".
Ralsei opened his eyes. He was bare, temptingly splayed across a dinner plate. Kris was clothed in a robe made from the colors of wine and sea. They lifted a silver fork the size of a trident and plunged it into his body. The prongs penetrated his ribs and stomach, the sound of metal hitting porcelain like a gunshot. They raised him to their waiting mouth, his limbs weightless. Pearly white teeth crushed his bones without mercy. The softest parts of his body created wet squishing against their tongue and inner cheek. After swallowing the pieces that composed him, they let out a content sigh.
"Delicious", Kris murmured to themself. "I will never go hungry again".
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Loud pounding of a fist against wood awoke Ralsei. He blinked the sleep from his eyes, fingers idly rubbing the bits of dust from the floor in his room out of his ears.
"Wake up!", Susie's voice boomed from the other side of his door. "Lancer's taught the swatchlings how to breakdance. You gotta see this!".
"I'll be there in a minute", he responded, her presence immediately energizing him.
Though he could not hear them, he knew Kris was with her. Soon their eyes would be upon him again.
He could not wait.