A God's Apocalyptic Entertainment 37 Insanity Part 2

If I had one complaint though, they weren't fresh, one or two of the pieces actually smelled pretty bad. The quality of the meat wasn't very good for these pieces. The good part was they were piled in an a.s.sortment.

They had the good parts grouped and lined up, they also had good tastes. All the bad parts where thrown away to the side, well almost all of them. I could see a mistake or two mixed in with the good parts.

If only they were fresh!!!

d.a.m.n, it was such a disappointment, I would only be able to eat maybe a third of the whole pile, and the rest just wasn't good after being left for so long.

They wasted so much!

The meals that did this had to be punished for being so wasteful!

Father suddenly staggered in front of me, it was like he had been hit by something and had to stumble to the ground.

I looked around to make sure there were no meals that had attack father, while running up to him.

"Father what's wrong?"

Father was on his hands and knees at the entrance to the room, his body being racked by shivers, as I grabbed a hold of him.

"Whoa!"

I had to let go of him and hold onto my head for a few seconds, as a burst of emotions. .h.i.t me, so intense the likes of which I had never felt before. It was an anger I had never felt from father. The rage busted out quickly and just as quickly it was turned into a cold chilling feeling, till it couldn't be contained anymore and raged again.

Fathers' body continued to shiver, then turn stone still, and shiver again a few times. Each times his rage gushing out of control, before becoming bone chillingly cold. It was such an intense feeling!

I was struggling to deal with the emotions from father, before the rage finally subsided and was replaced with infinite coldness. It was like a bottomless abyss that tried to suck me in and turn me to ice.

Father finally stopped moving and then stood up straightening himself.

I fearfully looked up and at his face as it showed frozen eyes and no expression. The indifference on his face stared right back at the scene and all his emotions were bottled up behind his eyes. There was rage in his eyes, but it was frozen over and being suppressed behind his facade.

Even though his face was stone cold, I could feel the emotions that were being projected. They were so strong that I was staring to be infected by them; the coldness would sweep into me and stir my rage, producing the same coldness to pervade through me.

My brain started to cool down and the hate started to enter. I wanted to rip apart the meals that had caused my father to become like this. I don't know what he didn't like about the buffet in front of us, and right now I couldn't care less about it.

Fathers' eyes seemed to engrave the scene before him, as a sound traveled down to where we stood. It was a voice talking in an upbeat manor and was so loud I could hear what it was saying from here.

"Man I'm tired! Killing these zombie b.a.s.t.a.r.ds takes a lot out of you"

"Yeah man, I'm so frigging hungry after clearing some of them out"

"Yeah I can't wait to get back and eat something nice!"

"Yeah, yeah you remember that plump one. She was Delicious! "

"Yeah it's too bad we couldn't get a fire started and had to eat them raw, they would taste like chicken if we could cook them"

"We'll have to find some more survivors soon; I don't think our stock will last too long at this rate"

"Yeah I told you we should have kept some of them alive! But nooooo, you just wanted to gorge yourself. Well I do admit they were noisy before we took them out"

"Wait look, there's someone over at our base!"

"HAAHA, the lambs came to us this time!"

"I dibs the female, she looks tasty!"

"Man you have some messed up tastes, well so do I. I want a piece of her to."

I turned and looked at the meals coming towards us. They were human meals and there were more than one of them. All 3 of them were like father with big bodies and wide shoulders, but there was something different about them. I felt a familiar sense on them; a smell seemed to drift off them, or a feeling.

It felt like the blood of other meals, that weren't their own, was mixed in. They must have been the ones that set up this place and wasted all this food.

They annoyed father!

I frowned as the emotions that father sent me still continued on; I felt my eyes even turn blood shot as I stared at these meals. I almost hated them as much as the insects that had gravely hurt father before.

I knew these were fathers' emotions though that was making me feel this way. I pulled my blade out and prepared to get these inferior beings to pay for angering Father.

"No Ella, they're mine!"

Father let out a cold voice as he started to make his way over, something projected out from Father.

YES!

Father was finally showing his might!!

He hadn't used it around me since I had first opened my eyes, but he was using it now! The power I use to stop and control the normal meals. Father was finally dominating them!

The feeling of power that father radiated shot up and oppressed the incoming meals!

It was a magnificent sight. If it wasn't for the raging emotions that father was producing, I would be grinning ear from ear.

Father didn't say a word as he closed in on the new meals. They also couldn't move or retaliate as he had a grasp over them. He pulled out his glimmering blade and sliced one of their arms, it only bled slightly.

I tilted my head.

What is he doing?

Isn't it better to kill them and eat them fresh? Or rip them apart for making him angry? I couldn't understand. But as he continued I realized what he was doing.

I wanted to engrave everything he taught me as I continued to watch.

First he started by doing shallow cuts throughout their body, to get their blood out, then he hit some of the important points of the meals. He especially took his time slowly when he got to the pelvic region of the meals.

Their screams of pain were so loud and sorrow filled.

They had asked for it though, they get what they deserve, and I finally get to see father in action.

After moving on from there pelvic area, he grabbed their hands and broke their fingers one by one, it was a moving scene. The terror the meals had as they watch on was invigorating. After finishing that, he looked tired from excreting so much pressure. But he still had the coldness radiating in him. It had died down slightly but was still overwhelming.

At this stage it had stopped affecting me ma.s.sively so I could concentrate harder and learn from him. I could even smile again. To stop them from running away or doing any damage, he used the blunt handle of the sword to snap the knees joints and elbow joints.

The information about the anatomy of the body was from the other information that sometimes flooded my head. It would make it easier to remember what he was doing, so it was great I learnt it.

Having done this, they couldn't put up a fight anymore so he released them to flop to the ground.

Their pleas of repentance and begging rang out incessantly as he continued to shallowly cut them and shout abuse at them.

"No stop Please!"

"It hurts!"

"Stop! Stop!"

"Argh!!"

"Please! no!"

"NOOOO!"

Their sobbing was so exciting to watch, at one point I couldn't help but to clap. As the clapping rung out, father as if not noticing me before, turned to look at me. His eyes were blood shot but sharp and radiated out a strong will.

He turned my way before tilting his head to the side. He stopped there for a good few seconds before a light glimmered in his eyes, he then beckoned me over.

I was surprised that he wanted my help, but incredible happy that he would ask for my help in doing this. It was such a great privilege for me to help him doing this. I bounced over to him as happy as I could get.

"Ella I'll need your help with this next part"

His voice was still cold when he asked me, but I could only nod my head up and down as fast as I could. I was super pumped.

"You can absorb some of this blood and keep it from leaking right?"

I nodded my head fast again; I could absorb the blood and also slow down how fast it comes out of their wounds. I had done something similar for Father and because he was like me, he healed in no time.

"Could you please do that here."

I hurried over to them and did what he asked, he doesn't let me help him with much, so I did it fast. I even got to absorb their blood, it was very tasty.

Finishing that up, he removed what rags were left of their gear and I got to look at the yummy meal in front of me. I almost drooled as I was so close.

Father knowing how much hunger I was in, patted my head, and then motioned towards the side of one of the meals. It wasn't one of the best parts but it was pretty good.

"Ella you can start eating."

I looked at him in surprise; he gave me permission before I even asked!

His even letting me eat the meal his been training!

Father is so nice! I think a tear might have welled up at his kindness.

"Really?"

I couldn't help but ask, it was such an honor after he had taken his time with these meals.

He patted my head again and rea.s.sured me. I had a big grin on my face as I stared down at the meal. The face was pale and drained of blood, it was shivering so hard even with all the wounds and injuries all over its body.

"Please no, please no, please no…"

It kept saying that as I closed in, I could see the fear in its eyes. Father was so good at disciplining meals.

I would make him proud one day!

I started my meal as Father gave a reply to the meal.

He was even nice enough to talk to it while I was eating him.

*Crunch*

"You don't get to say please."

*Suck*

"Argh."

The meal shuddered in response to me starting, this was the first time I would eat a meal while it was alive. It was even trained by Father. It'll taste so good!

I increase my speed of eating while thinking that.

*Slurp* *Munch*

"After eating other people!"

Father took a deep breath at this point.

"No Please no, ARGHHHH"

*Slurp*

"Especially children!"

He spat out those words as I continue to concentrate on my meal, the blood was pumping so fast right now, and I could just let it flow into my mouth.

"PLEASE!!!!"

I pulled my head up away from his side and locked in on my favorite spot. The chest area where the heart was located. All the blood would be in there. I climbed on the body, my instincts pushing me faster. I bared my teeth as drool and blood dripped down, I couldn't wait.

"You deserve to be eaten yourself!!!"

I'm sure Father screamed out that last sentence but I was too preoccupied. My prize was right in front of me.

I stuck my hands through the soft meat surrounding the beating heart and threw it to the side, my body was heating up so much right now. It was different than usual; I almost wasn't in control of my body as I plunged my head down and bit into the beating heart.

Blood exploded in my mouth and gushed in!

It continued to gush in, as the meal jerked once or twice sending more blood in to me. The taste was unforgettable.

*SUCK*

I sucked out all the blood as fast as I could and drowned myself in it. It was so addicting to do this; I had found my new favorite way of eating a meal.

If they were still alive it was so much better!

I had to thank father for teaching me this later! This was the best experience I could ever wish for!

The heart finally stopped squirting out blood and I gobbled it whole, I couldn't resist it anymore.

The meal stopped struggling and I continued to eat outwards, consuming the whole chest area. I couldn't control my urges, as after finishing that I jumped up to the head area and went for the brain.

That was the next best piece.

I ripped it open and gorged myself!

It left such a satisfaction in me; I had never felt this before. I felt like I could close my eyes and rest right now I was so comfortable.

I was so thankful to Father right now.

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