Cain Sinthorne, the youngest of seven royal sons, was born with a skill so useless the kingdom branded him a disgrace. Consume, a passive effect that slightly boosts the potency of food and potions, earned him nothing but scorn. His family ignored him. The court mocked him. The nobles laughed behind his back.

Only his best friend and his lover treated him like a person. Only they believed in him.

Or so he thought.

Lured into a beginner dungeon under the promise of training, Cain is betrayed and left for dead. Alone in the depths and on the brink of death, he stumbles into a sealed chamber hidden beneath the ruins. Inside lies a soul long forgotten. An immortal once revered as a savior, then cursed as the world's greatest villain.

Their hatred, their sorrow, their rage—they are the same.

When Cain awakens, he inherits not just the immortal’s memories but the truth behind his skill. Consume was never worthless. It was incomplete. Its true name is Gluttony, a power that feeds on monsters, skills, magic, and even souls.

Cain will rise from the dungeon the world buried him in. And when he does, he will show them what it means to be consumed.

Cain had not expected the meeting with Mira to unfold like this. When he agreed to let her tag along and speak privately, he imagined she wanted to talk about business, maybe even ask him for a favor regarding the shop she managed near the Academy grounds. Instead, the girl who stood before him now looked nothing like the oil-smudged artisan he remembered from just a few days ago. Her hair had been washed and braided neatly, her outfit was free of soot, and even the faint calluses on her hands had been polished down. She carried herself with an air of quiet pride that clashed against the humble storefront owner he had come to know.


Chapter 72 - Misunderstanding