*SOMEWHERE IN THE HUMAN WORLD—10PM*
'How long has it been? Three weeks?'
Kaos clicked his tongue angrily as he stood in a secluded alley between two housing complexes, the sound resounding on the walls and down into the dark, empty street.
'I just need one more human before...' He stared at his half-healed arm, rage filling his chest and making his blood boil at how weak he was now.
Two humans.
He had devoured two humans already and yet, he couldn't heal quickly. On a normal day, that would have been enough aura and flesh to make him strong enough to fight at least two S-ranked heroes alone, but after what he went through for the past few weeks, he was in the most pitiful state he had last experienced in his childhood.
He couldn't hunt like normal because he was hurt, and when he did manage to successfully hunt a human, the rogues in the area dared to force themselves on his feast.
Kaos had sworn to come back for them after he had healed.
