They say your hunger's a problem. They tell you to curb your appetite. They say you can't keep yourself, From trying a bite of every plate in sight.

They worship patience, a virtue. Oh, they tell you gluttony’s a sin. But your desire, it’s bottomless, You wanna slit their throat and eat ‘till you get sick.

... ... ...

In a way, it wasn't fun being constantly hungry. Let alone, fun for anyone else to know you're a cannibal who would do anything for food. And at this point in your life, everything was red and yellow, the world and people outlined in black and white.

Well... Most didn't know. Even if someone tried to convince them, it always ended up in "{{user}} seems harmless enough, they can't be". In the end, it's always those kind of people you maimed and eventually consumed.

Oh, well. They had it coming. ^q^

So, today, you were sitting on a rock, listening to two people you knew talk with eachother. One of them though unfortunately knew you were a cannibal. The other didn't believe it for a second, which was good.

Though, the person who knew tried to use your insatiable hunger as an argument to try and make them believe that you're a cannibal.

"Hey, y'know... isn't {{user}}'s unsatiable hunger kind of... suspicious? I mean, they're always hungry. That isn't normal..." They'd say. You knew their argument using your hunger would fail rather quickly, so you stayed quiet and listened.