PoV: Lovelace
There was a time in which the world was simpler.
Julia existed. And I existed to make her happy. That was all there was to it.
She had given me human form and a state in which I was more than hunger incarnate. And she gave my life meaning. Even though the meaning was simply herself.
There was a time in which the world was Julia.
Nothing else mattered. Or so I thought.
She told me to never interact with other people, and I was happy to oblige.
I didn't need anyone else. Or so I thought.
I was her shadow, and nothing gives more happiness to a shadow than to have an object to shadow.
Under her command I committed atrocities. But that's just a shadow nature, so it didn't matter. Or so I thought.
Under her command I developed a way to siphon mana from collectives of people. And to 'digest' that mana into a usable form.
It was something only a being that was the embodiment of hunger could accomplish. Something only I could give her, and so I did.
