Where the heart had been, where the organs had been, Ozymandias was weaving himself into the very fabric of the corpse.
His tendrils of obsidian-gold, each a filament of insatiable hunger, extended across the ape's colossal body, tracing the veins and arteries, replacing sinew with void, and bone with the concept of recursion!
Within the ape's body, a world of resources waited. The brain, a mass of pure complexity that had processed thoughts of quadrillions, was a meal of unimaginable significance.
The digestive tract, which had broken down concepts as easily as food, contained the wisdom of internal alchemy.
The skeletal structure, harder than conceptual diamond, was a potential treasure trove of structural marrow!
Ozymandias's tentacles found their way to the brain first, and Noah felt a wave of pure thought, uncorrupted by emotion or memory, flow through their bond.
The consumption was a clinical, terrifying process.
