Voraci opened her eyes and saw... nothing.
EAT!
Voraci accepted her impulsive understanding of the words as she unfurled. Her red, three segment carapace sliding against itself. She extended out one of her legs, then another, and another. She continued, opening her strange jaw and extending out a sub-mouth, a hollow yet muscular tendril attached to her throat with cutting teeth all along it’s interior.
Voraci Moved her sub-mouth forward. The movement that carried the mouth forwards suddenly stopped. She took note of the stoppage and the feeling of the hit. Voraci extended out another appendage, a feeler. The surface was rough. Hard as well. ‘What? How do I eat this?’ Voraci thought.
EAT ANYWAYS! CONsssUME SssTONE!!
She hit her sub-mouth against the surface again. The reaction of the stone was the same, that being no reaction.
Voraci felt around in the dark environment for something a little bit easier to eat. And she found it. A pebble. She wrapped her sub-mouth around it, picking it up, tilting her mouth back, and letting it fall down her throat as it suddenly vanished in what would be her stomach.
YESssssS! ASsssPECT? CHOOSssE AsSsPECT TO HAVE (FROM SssTONEssS!)
Voraci picked up one of her legs and rubbed it against her head. She didn’t really know anything about this stuff. It was tough, heavy, coarse… and tasty. But she didn’t really need any of those for now. She would probably never need to be tasty. She finally decided to just become tougher.
YEs!!! TOUGH!
Voraci felt her carapace and the flesh covering her body harden. It was quite exciting, especially the eating part! She picked up another pebble and repeated the process.
SAME? MORe TOUGH!?
‘Hmm, Yes!’ Voraci thought, replying to the words in her head. Feeling the durability of the rock integrating into her. She did it again, one more pebble.
MORE??
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Voraci replied again, a yes. Voraci felt around the stone for another pebble, but in the end found nothing. She took note of the room being bigger, but it was also entirely enclosed. And there were absolutely no pebbles left. She felt stuck.
DIGsss! DIG UP!
Voraci felt a bit confused. She had tried that already. It hadn’t worked, and instead, her mandibles bounced off of the rock, not even scratching it. She decided to try again, aiming her sub-mandibles directly at the rock. She popped the appendage forwards and did make a scratch, dust falling to the floor.
Voraci could tell it would be slow digging for now, but she would still do it.
*****
It was slow digging, but Voraci’s digging speed had exponentially increased. Sure, it had started out slow, but she had taken the weight of the stones a lot more. It turned out that the weight hadn’t slowed her down at all because, strangely, she could control where the weight was and how it was distributed.
The control came naturally to her. She could walk along and shift her weight in the exact right way. In the case of digging, she could easily start extending while her submouth was light and then put literal tons of weight into it, two tons in fact.
Another crack came to the wall as Voraci hit the wall with her sub-mouth. She also noted that she could control the toughness she had taken, but only slightly compared to the weight. She could theoretically pull all of her toughness to one area, but she could only move so much at once. She also didn’t want to leave the rest of her body vulnerable.
Voraci pulled a chunk of stone away from the wall and broke it up with the natural downwards pull that seemed to affect heavy objects more. She didn’t know how she knew, but it was called gravity. But there was no use wondering about why she knew things like that naturally, at least in her own mind.
The chunk shattered into a few pieces that she could consume. She pulled one up and let it fall down into her gullet. Awaiting the mental words to enter her mind.
YOU WANT MORE HEAVY? MORE ToUGH?
Voraci decided to gain more toughness, pulling a bit towards her solid mandibles. She somehow knew that she was strange, in the sense that there should be others like her, but there just weren't. She also knew that other things probably couldn't eat things to gain power like her. That was literally all she knew about organisms other than herself. Voraci ate another rock and chose to integrate more weight.
LOOK! YOU HAVE 15 HEAVY! YOU GET SPECIAL PRIZE
Voraci didn’t have any idea how to look at how many weight increases she had, but at least she knew about her new... gift? ‘I want even more weight!’ She decided.
OH, YOU NO CHOOSssE, SORRY ): IT CHOOSE. I THINK IT GOOD AT CREATIVE THOUGH, HERE IS WHAT IT SAY:
Due to having 15 {weight increase} you have gained a reward, {out-body imbuement (weight)}
{out-body imbuement (weight)}: transfer your weight to objects outside of your body, when the object is broken apart, or gets too far away from you, it transfers all weight back to you.
Voraci was slightly confused as she pulled back into the large room. Why would she need this? Whatever its use was, she didn’t really care right now.