Flee! (job/plot)

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In one of the cities of Heliohapt, that became overpopulated with the surge of refugees and others after the fall of the capital, there was a orphan who had become a street urchin and eventually something much more. Babi, who had always known the feeling of overwhelming hunger, had been an average victim of poverty until he had met someone who used the pseudonym of the Contractor. This man, or being would be more correct descriptor, had seen the hunger in the young man’s eyes and ended up giving him a form that suited this emptiness best. Now he was a snake with the same head that he had when he was still human.

He did not understand why he was like this now but knew that his hunger was even greater now than it was once before. Maybe this was due to the fact he was anatomically a snake now and requires more energy? Or could it be the fact he had some strange magical ability to change his size at will up to 15m or down to .5 of a meter. Whatever the reason was, it was clear as day that his hunger has increased which scared him. He already felt a consistent urge to eat that never seemed to go away even when he was lucky enough to get his hands on food that did not expire already. He would have to try to use his new form to try to get a handle on his hole in his stomach. Perhaps he would finally be able to get his hands on decent food at a regular intervals.

Babi had spent the past couple of months hiding in his small form and eating scraps like usual, but his hunger has yet to be sated. He was worried about what he would do if his hunger took control of him as well as concerned about being caught and killed for being a monster now. The normal citizens of the city didn’t care for him as a human so he shivered at how they could react to him now.

So he decided to leave in the middle of the night. He did not have any possessions since he was just street refuse. He would stay in his smallest size and slither through the dark corners of the unlit alleys that littered the city. One wrong move and he would be doomed. This place didn’t have a curfew and the night life was pretty active due to bars, festivities and the like.

Footsteps would cause the body of Babi to tense up as he tries to hide in the corner of the alley with it being the darkest spot. Several drunkards would pass by, one almost stepping on Babi as he slithers to avoid the boots. Once they had passed he would start to move at fool speed once again, trying to avoid the more popular footpaths.

Soon he would find himself out of the city he had known as home his whole life, not that it was a true home. But now he was in the desert and his hunger was loud.

525/500 WC