a feeling

tw: gore

I had been feeling an odd sensation since this morning, a deep disomfort eating away at my mind, it was coming from outside of my cave, I need to find what's causing this and stop it. I took a stop in my pocket dimension to drop off rusan and instruct them to pick a few pomegranates, and left the cave to search for the cause of this feeling.

*ka-krooom!* a bolt of lightning thrown from the heavens hit the earth, I had forgotten about the storm, but I was too stubborn to go back to the cave without finding whatever was making me feel so wrong, I had turned to my human form once more...except for some alterations, as it turns out, I could still manipulate my biomass in the same way I could in my usual form, and so I had made a set of long spindly spider-like legs so I could move faster through the storm

a few miutes of skittering later

I approached a cave in a hillside, similar to mine in all ways but a few, it had fire's light emitting from within and smelled of burnt meat, bad hygene, and blood, those scents combined with the primal shouts resonating from within made me think of one thing. GOBLINS.

I decided to take a stealthy approach and scope out what they were doing before I jumped to ****. I crouched down on my long, quiet legs and moved closer

within the cave I saw a large firepit surrounded by a few dozen short, ugly goblins all listening intently to a large, scarred, muscular hobgoblin holding a massive cleaver who was likely their leader, sitting on his side was a small goblin adorned with a mass of wood charms and amulets which I assumed was a shaman of sorts, with the goblins counted I surveyed the cave a little more, preparing for my entrance... until i saw a pile of bloody meat in the corner of the cave, something told me that I should investigate, and so I shifted my form once more to a normal human shape with stone grey skin and moved around the sides of the cave, hoping that the goblins would be too intrested in the leader's speech to see me, as I moved closer to the pile the stench of blood got stronger and was mixed with the scent of sex along with a faint gurgling...

I finally got a few feet away from what I once thought was a pile of meat and saw what it actually was. a woman, a woman with bloody stumps where her limbs should be as though chopped off by a meat cleaver and skin so bruised she was almost fully purple. her holes were in an even worse state, both were wider than both of my fists put together.

a voice in the back of my mind that was previously just a whisper began to yell.

KILL! KILL! KILL! RIP AND BREAK! CRUSH! CRUSH! CRUSH! BURN AND TEAR! REND AND CLEAVE!