all-consuming

[nightburst]

TITLE: all-consuming
FANDOM: Sengoku BASARA
CHARACTERS: Matsunaga Hisahide
WARNINGS: N/A
WORD COUNT: 300
CHAPTERS: 1/1
SUMMARY: Matsunaga takes.

Once upon a time there was a man who was empty.

Not a single thing was inside of him.

Because the man was empty, he felt a hunger.

To sate his hunger, he began to collect.

He collected many things.

Beautiful things, expensive things, rare things, one-of-a-kind things.

The man amassed many wonderful things. He possessed a collection that even the richest men of the era would envy.

But his collection did not sate his hunger. It did not make him any less empty.

"I see, I see," the man mused. "Then I hunger for more than this."

It was not enough to collect.

To collect by taking -- to seize, to steal, perhaps that was what he hungered for.

So the man began to take.

Mere objects, too, were not enough.

The man decided he would take that which was intangible. That was which irreplaceable, which held value that could not be quantified.

The man took bonds and dreams, lives and futures. He took hope and peace, truth and justice. He stole these things away and gobbled them up without remorse.

But these things too were consumed by the nothing inside him.

The churning and insatiable nothing.

"You, sirs, have disappointed me," he would say with a sigh, unmoved by the howls of anguish that always followed after him.

The man continued his search.

He continued to wander, to collect until there was nothing left in the world to take for himself.

To take from another.

Seeing the barren wasteland he had created, the man descended into Hell, for perhaps he would find something worth collecting there.

But Hell, too, only disappointed him.

Having bled Earth and Hell dry, he continued walking on.

He walked into a new world, and began consuming its treasures.

He began again his futile endeavor.