The very bones of the universe, both celestial and eldritch, lay at your fingertips. And yet, you still crave more...<br2/>Fortunately, the unthinkable nature of Heart of the Abyss can be employed in this pursuit of yours. Less fortunately, another kind of insatiable craving now plagues your mind and body alike.
This boundless hunger demands that you keep hunting for all manner of creature that walk the lands of this, and many other worlds. Consumed by it, you cannot quite tell if this influence fully comes from the artifact that you have forged,
or it has become so deeply engraved in your soul that it will continue haunting you even without it.<br2/>The maw of The Voracious Pan stays ever-open, leading into what you presume is a stomach belonging to a vast entity of incomprehensible dimensions. Has this being granted you the Heart of the Abyss, or is it merely an entity that shares the same insatiable appetite you suffer from? It might be better not to know.
The promise of The Forbidden Fruit to quench any hunger once and for all is more tempting than ever, but you remain cautious. Things are never quite so simple for a cursed being such as yourself, and once you lose your ability to hunger, some other calamity will surely take its place.<br2/>Few dare to cross paths with you now. Ones that witnessed flesh torn and consumed, hearts crushed and forgotten, and veins sucked dry of blood
in your never-ending feast, are shaken. Those you struck down have not returned to tell the tales.<br2/>What, or indeed who, will be your next meal?