Now I o sider my steps, so for that what did I know about my current situation?I was in a dystopian hive city on a phat might even not be Earth. I sidered the dark hue of the sunlight casg through the thick smog above the city and ged that to 'probably h'. I was some kind of shape-shifting alien now that could copy the bodies of things I 'ate'. This also meant that I could regee, well recreate anything that was destroyed based oempte I had with the energy I got from abs biomass. The city was dead silent. Not a single hovercar or whatever people would use to get around iure. Not a single living being ever since I got here. I could go towards the tre of the city, the building got increasingly taller that way or I could aim to get out of the city. That wasn't too iing though, the muddy, dark earth in the distance seemed dead as it could get.The gigantic broken pipes I saw even from here probably weren't too good for the flora. What did I want? No that didn't matter as much as what I o survive. My current energy ste would keep me going for a long time, who knew human corpses were so nutritious?I grimaced at the thought, was I always like this or was this something that came with being an eldritch alien?No. No matter how weird I was I don't think I would have even sidered eating rotting human corpses for susteside of fi. Weirdly enough I wasn't too disturbed by the revetion. If I broke down down there ot scared of even using my abilities I would never have even mao get here. Breathe less shitty air ahe light of a sun on my skin. Speaking of the sunlight, it was stantly trying to give me skin cer. Thankfully reabs cerous cells into biomass the moment they were made was quite easy, still it didn't make up for the lost energy I o heal the destroyed cells. While my transmutation of biomatter to energy might be close to perfect the same couldn't be said about the cerous cell division and its use of my nutrients. It was a negligible loss, maybe lessening my current 5 years of life by a day or two at most but it was annoying. There was also the matter of extending that five years by finding more biomass to eat. I wouldn't die if I ran out of energy, my instincts told me that, I would enter a sort of hibernation. A dreamless sleep until something deigo waoo close to my sleeping form aurned into breakfast. I didn't want to get myself into such a vulnerable state so finding food was a must. sidering the city is dead there must have been other rituals like the one down there all around the pce. The rooms and hallways were dusty but it wasn't like it has been uned for decades. Maybe a month or two at most. Why didn't anyone e here to iigate? Ba earth if a city weirely dark like this people would know the day at the test. Govers even sooner, so why wasn't there any futuristic robocop here to iigate? The only reason I could e up with was that whoever made the rituals killed every single person on the p, or there is a blockade around the p. FTL travel was unrealistic even by sci-fi standards so intergactiuniight be the same. If this p was dead and no o distress signals it could be turies before aumbled across it and discovered it had been fucked up by cultists. I would starve myself into hibernation by then so let's hope they mao get a distress signal out.I'm still just going off of jectures and assumptions though. Assumptions that used sci-fi books as their foundation so not the most solid. For now, I want to see what's iher dire. From here I only see this small slice of the city, maybe I could find something promising from higher up. I gnce up at the t building, it extends hundreds of meters upwards towards the sky but I see the top from here, while I 't see the bottom of it. The wind might be a problem though, I note as I feel it whip my shoulder-length hair around. My disturbing fur protects me from most of the cold but this high up with no other building blog it in this dire it might throw me off even with my now stronger muscles. I either find a way further up ihe building or try to climb up while in my tentacle-y form. I have no idea at the moment how long I could bear being in that form, the nausea and dissonance might overwhelm me before I reach the top. I guess i is. P3t1

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