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Emptiness.
Throbbing and yearning void.
All the beast that was a man can know is the void inside with the impossible hunger, demanding to be filled. Slowly, the blinding, corrupted, blank white void cracks. And with those cracks, the rage slowly seeps back in, fermenting and growing and changing with the all consuming hunger.
Finally, you open your eyes and stare through the lupine mask covering your face to stare at what had once been your home and the beloved family held within. You need to eat, consume something to deal with this hunger, and what better way than those right in front of you?
AN- Sorry for the teensy little thing this one is, it just wouldn't flow and I had to make it short as hell. Next one is pretty disturbing.