John waited for the alien to cook as it was stuffed in the oven. He was not entirely sure how long aliens needed to be cooked for. So he resolved to wait until he smelt burning.

He sat and waited for about an hour. By then he began to see a black smoke coming from the oven. He assumed that meant it was cooked.

He pulled the oven door open. The alien rolled out onto the ground. It’s severely charred and dehydrated tongue rolled out of its mouth as it looked up at the sky. If John were not planning on eating it he would have drawn X’s around its eyes.

Its skin had taken on a very dark hue.

“Mhhh. Is this black face?” John couldn’t help but ask himself.

John waited for a moment it was as if he was listening to the universe for an answer.

All he got in response was silence. John hated silence. So he created an answer on his own.

He increased his voice by a couple of octaves and said.

“Not like black face matters in the apocalypse.”

“Ha.” He chuckled lightly to himself.

“If someone were watching me right now they would think I was completely insane.”

He slapped his hands together then rubbed then vigorously.

“WELL! TIME TO DIG IN!”

He lifted the chared alien off the ground. He decided to be symmetrical about it. He would start by eating it’s hands and arms. Then work his way up as time went on.

He brought the hands near his face. He looked down at the aliens finger nails.

“Don’t want to eat those.”

He peeled the aliens finger nails off exposing the charred flesh underneath.

The fingernails came off with surprisingly little effort he guessed that was due to his well-done cooking Job. Johnohn could not conceive any evolutionary advantage to having lose finger nails.

John brought the finger to his fat cloaked lips.

With as much force as possible, he bit down.

The sound of bones crunching could be heard throughout the apartment.

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“Mhhh. shits like a gwlweird max of steake and fash.” John said to himself. His words slurred through his mouth.

~I like it!~

The sound of vigorous chewing and bones crunching could be heard throughout the apartment.

John quickly worked his way up the hand and moved on to the rest of the arm.

His technique to eat the arm which was much harder to swallow than the arm was simple.

He would gnaw through the flesh in circles until it was removed and the arm was mostly bone. Then he would put it in his mouth and chomp through that too.

His breakneck chomping was disrupted by the sound of breaking glass.

John’s eyes darted in the direction of the sound.

Standing over Destiny’s dead body was an alien. It was short. It looked like it came to just aboJohn’sn’s waist.

Surrounding it was a ball made from many flat glowing plates. They were completely see-through revealing the alien’s form. it wore what looked like a wizard’s hat and was dressed in a robe. It was squatting down and staring at Destiny’s head while twirling her pink hair in between its fingers.

John stared at it for a few moments. He was frozen in place.

The alien was too immersed in Destiny’s head. So she did not react John’sn’s presence.

~Oh well. Might as well get back to doing what I need to.~

*CRUNCH!*

The alien’s head snapped John’sn’s direction.

John raised his hand and waved awkwardly he smiled at the small alien through the large alien’s arm.

The small alien just stared it’s gaze was unblinking and its body was frozen. It looked like a deer in the headlights.

John assumed that it would take a few second to respond.

So he took another bite.

*CRUNCH!*

The alien blinked.

it opened its mouth and craned its neck.

“EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!”

Echoing from it was an ear-piercing screech.

It did nothing other than that. It then resumed sitting calmly on the ground. It’s eyes were locked onJohn’sn’s.

~Shit. Why isn’t it running. Or attacking. It must be calling reinforcements. I won’t be able to eat and fight them at the same time! FUCK! What do I do! WHAT DO I DO!~

There was only one solution John’sn’s problem. He needed to eat as fast as he could.

John punched himself in the jaw. He struck his jaw with such force that it literally shattered. His mouth was able to open many inches wider after he had shattred the obstruction.

He pulled his mouth farther open causing his cheeks to split halfway.

Finally his mouth was wide enough to swallow the alien whole.

And so that’s exactly what he did. He threw the alien’s body above him and leaned back. Like a bird, he gyrated his throat and head until he had swallowed the alien whole.

The small alien watched on. terror in his eyes.

John's stomach swelled a foot farther than out than it normally did.

{Glutton skill gained: Ultimate guzzler}

The pain John’sn’s jaw and cheeks vanished. And his mouth shrunk.

John looked at the small blue screen in front of him.

“THE ALIENS ARE ATTACKING ME WITH HOLOGRAMS!” John yelled.

With as much ferocity as possiblJohnohn punched the hologram out of the air.

It flickered for a moment. Then it vanished.

John turned to look at the small alien. His face was filled with rage.

“BRING IT ON! I WON’T LET YOU AND YOUR HOLOGRAMS WOUND ME!” Screamed John.

*CRACK!*

He dashed towards the small alien.

Only for him to be immediately stooped.

One of the large aliens had dashed down the hallway.

It body slammed inJohnohn causing him to slide a few feet to to the side.

John grit his teeth as he looked at the aliens.

He grabbed the large alien which had slammed into him. He pulled it to his body and hugged it with as much force as possible.

*CUH CUH CRACK!*

The sound of it’s bones cracking echoed through the aparment.

“I’ll eat you all!” Johns screamed.

Although Johnohn couldn’t see it the large alien looked Johnohn with no small measure of terror.