After the glutton god had gazed upon its  freshly served meal for no more than a couple of seconds, a sickly smile formed on its bloated face. The monk wanted to run, but there was no escaping from that hell. The feast had begun. In the blink of an eye, all the spirits that were aimlessly floating around the dark room were sucked into the monster's mouth to . And so was the monk's own soul.

After a little while of undescribable terror and pain, the monk's spirit had been completely absorbed by the insatiable demon, only leaving the mommified husk of a terrified monk behind.