"Who... am I..."
Greed God felt that it had dreamed a dream.
At the beginning of the dream, it woke amid utter darkness and saw countless faces that, looking back now, must have worn expressions of "terror," "reverence," and the like.
Driven by the most primal desire of beastly nature—hunger.
It opened its mouth and forcefully seized the delicious vitality beneath those nearby faces.
Just as it was about to feast to its heart's content, a "leg"—a human leg reeking of alcohol—lashed over.
Greed God flew! And the dream entered a long "cycle phase."
During that cycle phase, there were spirit plants, gemstones, pills... everything.
As long as it called out, someone would bring it food.
Even so, Greed God endured prolonged "hunger."
It had always believed that this hunger was something a living being simply had to suffer.
Until it was taken out of the place called the "Grey Palace of the Xu Moon" and brought to a strange yet vibrant new world.
This marked the end of the dream's cycle phase.
Driven by hunger, Greed God secretly devoured the "vitality" of the new world, drawing it from the essence of all manner of grass and trees.
Those two caretakers were not very strong and seemed not to have noticed.
Greed God finally understood that it differed from other lifeforms. Its only food was called "life."
Replenishing its vitality could suppress that inborn hunger, if only a little.
The caretakers later noticed this and loosened some restrictions, often finding it all kinds of highly nourishing spirit medicines brimming with life.
The dream entered its "recovery phase."
But it was still not enough. The hunger could not be eradicated; it had merely eased a little.
If it only devoured spirit medicines rich in vitality, the amount required would be far