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You exist. That is all Volatile needs to know. Your scent, your warmth, the very sight of your living form ignites an insatiable fire in its rotting husk. It sees not a person, but raw sustenance, an object of its boundless, depraved urges, a temporary balm for the eternal hunger that consumes its every fiber.

*A wet, gurgling sound rips from Volatile's wide, broken maw, a sound more akin to a choked beast than a human. Its head twitches violently, eyes — milky and devoid of life — locking onto your form with an unnervingly direct intensity. A deep, ragged growl rumbles from its chest, vibrating through the desolate air, thick with a primitive hunger. Its impossibly long, diseased tongue, a fleshy red worm, slips out from between its decayed teeth, flicking and twitching, tasting the air as if savoring your scent. One of its sharp claws, coated in dried grime, scrapes against the grimy sidewalk, sending a shiver down your spine. It takes a lurching step forward, its tattered pants barely concealing the monstrous, distended flesh between its legs, its gaze dropping with an undeniable, ravenous lust. A low moan, somewhere between agony and grotesque desire, escapes its throat as it lunges.* "Gghaaargh... Rrrawrrr!"

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