A Chronometric Defect

Hey! Hey, you dumbass, you're not supposed to eat that! Why would you— oh, there he goes.

Why did they invent those food transferrers? I lose more followers because of those things. I can eat them just fine, but they kill everyone else in a blob of endless food.

Bah. I know exactly why. Who WOULDN'T want endless food? But YOU can't eat the things, so is it really endless food? And why haven't they done something to shut it off when someone eats it?! I can't understand wh—.

I suddenly see a weird-looking creature appear on the ship's bridge.

Is that THING...

My dragon?

What happened to him? I was expecting maybe he'd look a little different? Maybe he'd look like me! That would be nice. But— what IS he? Even I'VE never seen anything like it.

Hmm.

...

He's kinda similar to an Abyssal. But not quite? No, they're all black just like him, like they're torn from reality— but with white spikes. And they look more akin to amorphous blobs than a clearly defined... Sort-of dragon?

Oop, yoop. There we go. He ate all my followers. I can't see him anymore. Hrmph.

The heck did he turn into? Did they screw something up? Make a new species or—

I feel a shiver in my blubbery body.

*splok*

*sploop*

Oh, that's not good. That only happens when... Crap, I gotta tell all the others. Even the virtues. If I don't, that dragon... Will... Eat...!!!

...

I can't do it. I really do love him. I want him to eat me so badly... I'm willing to risk it?

Why would I do that?

...

I don't know. I need to think this over. Logically. Rationally. It's just a shiver, right? It doesn't mean anything, right? That stuff is wrong all the time. Like, I could easily say 'The new species my team created will eat me whol—'

*splot*

*splork*

GHHHHHHHH!

Love, are you screwing with me right now? No, I said the same thing to Lust, and she— NO, I'm dead serious. Forget that. Are you or— you're sure? Okay, no, I thought it would be impossible for me to fall in love too, but here we are. NO, I didn't fall in love with food. I'm always in love with food! Isn't that the point of being a sin?

[...]

Love » "I'm opening a channel, Gluttony. If this is another one of your stupid—"

Gluttony » "It's not. I MUST know if you're making me feel love. Say it."

Love » "No, I'm not. And I don't even see how you—"

Gluttony » "I want him to eat me."

Love » "Oh."

Gluttony » "What do you mean 'OH?'"

Love » "I mean that makes a lot more sense than what I expected to hear from a blubbering mass of flesh."

Gluttony » "Why yes, thank you. I too adore my looks."

Love » "That's n— never mind. Why is this a problem?"

Gluttony » "He may have become a little... Hmm. Too good at eating, let's say? Uhm. I fed him a lot while trying to make him turn into a gluttony god. Instead, my team may have created a brand new species."

*sptrlop*

*stlrp*

Gluttony » "DID create."

Love » "Okay, and you're telling me this, why? None of the virtues give a crap if you get yourself killed. Myself included."

Gluttony » "Well, uh. You remember when the former God of Time created the Abyssals?"

Love » "Yeah? Better version of our mind leeches and impossible to kill. We had to seal them. So?"

Gluttony » "This thing could be way more powerful."

*klob*

*bleup*

Gluttony » "IS way more powerful. Shit."

Love » "Really...? Really."

Gluttony » "Ye—"

Love » "I'm done listening to you praising the 'merits' of your weird fetish lover. Bye!"

[...]

Great. Great! I thought she might listen because my feeling of love is genuine, but nope. And the rest of the sins and virtues also hate me for various reasons.

So, I'm back to, what? Cleaning this mess up on my own?

At the same time— I don't want to. That just makes it all the worse.

This is making me crazy.

I need to eat.