Kaiden was larger than ever before. His head brushed warped clouds as his body towered over the shattered landscape, power roaring through him in crushing waves. Across from him, the Bottomless One had already surpassed that, its swollen form looming higher and wider until Kaiden barely reached halfway up its bulk.
The pull turned hostile again.
Pressure locked onto Kaiden’s center as the creature’s draw overtook his own. His feet dragged across the ground despite his mass, trenches carving deep as the force reeled him forward. He strained, pouring everything he had into resistance, but the imbalance kept widening, the hollow claiming more and more of the available flow.
The void surged forward and swallowed the space between them. Kaiden felt himself lifted, dragged bodily toward the hollow as its pressure wrapped around him with crushing inevitability. His enlarged frame resisted for seconds longer than before, but the result stayed the same. The draw tightened. His limbs locked. The world compressed inward.
Then the hollow took him.
Darkness and pressure closed in at once, sensation tearing away as the void consumed him whole.
The world snapped back.
Kaiden reappeared on intact ground with a violent gasp, body back to its original size as air burned into his lungs. He staggered and dropped to one knee, sweat pouring off him as his chest hitched uncontrollably. His hands shook harder than before, fingers curling into the dirt as the memory of being outgrown and swallowed settled deep into his bones.
He stayed there, breathing through clenched teeth, forcing his body to obey him again.
The Paragon of Sin refused to admit defeat by this glutton. So, he rose again.
Reset after reset, he planted his feet and opened himself to Gluttony the moment the fight began. The first seconds were always the same, particles tearing loose in violent streams as he pulled with growing confidence and sharper control. His intake refined with repetition, less waste, less turbulence, more power packed into his frame before the Bottomless One even finished manifesting. When the creature appeared, Kaiden met it the same way every time, standing his ground and feasting alongside it, matching greed with greed.
Each attempt lasted longer.
His body adapted to the strain, learning how to channel intake without destabilizing himself, how to stack density without collapsing his footing. He grew faster, taller, heavier than any prior attempt, his presence pressing down on the realm hard enough to fracture the ground in widening circles. The particle flow bent around him more cleanly now, streams responding faster when he widened his pull, resisting the creature’s claim for precious seconds longer than before.
The Bottomless One still outpaced him.
Its hollow refined itself faster than Kaiden could adjust, widening its reach and stripping the field clean with terrifying speed. The moment always came when the flow tipped, when particles tore past Kaiden toward the creature despite his effort, when its mass surged ahead, and the pull locked onto him with focused intent. Each cycle ended the same way, with Kaiden dragged forward, engulfed, crushed, and erased as the void closed around him.
The resets followed in ruthless succession.
Kaiden would return gasping, shaking, sweat-soaked, and hollow-eyed, forcing his breathing under control before standing again. His mastery grew. His tolerance deepened. His fear of being eaten alive dulled into something harder and colder. The result never changed.
Then the world snapped back once more.
But this time, Kaiden stayed still as the particles drifted around him, the five-second window stretching longer than it ever had before.
His hands hovered at his sides, fingers flexing once before curling loosely, and his breathing slowed without him forcing it. Gluttony pulsed inside his core, ready and eager, waiting for the familiar command to pull everything in and swell him into something vast and heavy.



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