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The square hole wasn’t born the way it was. When it popped into existence, it was just a spattering of one-by-one holes, each lined with their own trap. But they were unsuccessful, so the square hole was rebuilt from the ground up.
Or Moreso, from the ground down. It was dug deeper, expanded wider, primed to explode at any moment.
And explode it did, killing some innocent being within minutes of being reborn. The soul tasted so good as it plummeted into it’s grasp, screaming as the flickers of their life disappeared.
And yet it wasn’t enough – The square hole was still hungry.
It was promptly expanded, and it’s need to consume grew with it. The souls that lingered on the edge were so tempting. Eventually, yet another fell into it’s grasp, and it’s hunger was sated, if just for a moment.
The square hole needed to consume.
It grew in size once again, bringing it’s appetite with it. It surroundings changed, but the square hole was immortal, barely changing. At some point it’s stomach went deeper, requiring more.
And it kept consuming more, as souls and souls fell in. The world slowly lost souls permanently, and yet the square hole still hungered.
The lingering people continued to tread around it, and it’s hunger longer for them to fall in.
And eventually, five remained, standing right above it’s jaws, ready to be claimed by its grasp.
They fell, one after the other, blood spilled upon the temporary platform that had been built upon it. Those that remained fell to their deaths, their agony sweetened by the dripstone that impaled them upon impact.
All except two, who landed with water underneath them, staring each other down. The hole wished to drink their sweet blood, but they were forced to watch and wait as they fought each other on their swords instead.
With a gurgling sigh, all but one soul was now it’s and it just needed to wait for the final blow. Maybe if all the souls were consumed, then it would finally be satisfied.
Finally, the last one jumped, allowing the hole the pleasure of the final soul.
It’s sweet nectar was even more satisfying then the others it had consumed, but after a moment of euphoria, it’s hunger returned.
The square hole still needed to consume.