Chaos enshrouded Andrey Academy.

In just one day, the roars from within the Executive Committee could have made an opera of screams.

"All Executors! Mobilize! Those bastards are no longer our comrades! They are locusts! A bunch of damn son of bitches! I want to see them drenched in blood! I want to see their flesh flayed! Attack the Hungry Impostors without discrimination!"

In one day, a new law was born.

The "Hungry Impostor Restriction Law," and indeed, the articles of this code of law were visibly growing.

Article One.

Eating the buildings’ walls and soil of Andrey is prohibited, they are not tasty!

The Liches, who had regained their sense of hunger, experienced an initial euphoria which soon turned into an addiction-like pleasure that flooded their minds and dominated their bodies.

Eat, keep eating, food! Everything!

After Mr. Raymond washed his hands of the matter, this runaway desire became even more terrifying. They no longer sought taste, soil, eat! Rocks, eat! Brick walls, eat!

Within less than an hour, the locust-like Hungry Impostors spread to every corner of Andrey. They wore human skins, but inside they remained those cold monsters.

In every district, any area not protected by magical spells was plowed three feet deep, even the wall coatings were licked off.

Even though the Executive Committee had broadcasted that some things are not tasty, these idiotic Liches still wanted to experience it for themselves.

"F*ck, this really tastes awful!" "Really? Let me try... Wow, so this is what lime tastes like, definitely not good."

Article Two, eating Light Bats is prohibited!

Andrey Academy entered its most literal dark day. The Light Bats huddled in the corners of the highest floors of the Andrey castle, trembling and not daring to emit the slightest glimmer of light, for those deranged Impostors would swarm to the light like moths to a flame. Thankfully, the animal instincts of the Light Bats did not vanish along with their education in manners, and no casualties among the bats had occurred.

Light Bats are communal creatures, their connections with each other are much tighter than those of the Liches. Therefore, while the busy Liches were still engaged in their studies, the Light Bats, who were performing the lighting, watched the active skeletons with nervous hearts, fearing the next moment one would don human skin and extend a claw towards them.

This was the darkest day in the history of Andrey.

Article Three, eating one’s own kind is prohibited! Do not eat oneself!!

Eating one’s own kind, like behaviors in spiders and praying mantises, which have the tradition of consuming their mates after mating, and even among animals there are precedents of killing their own kind and gnawing at their corpses.

From this perspective, it’s not unacceptable...

Unacceptable my ass, as Liches based on humans, eating each other... that’s outrageous!

After a lengthy exploration of eating, the Impostors finally remembered the memory of more delicious flesh.

But in Andrey, where there had never been food, where could one find meat?

Right, on one’s comrades, on oneself, hungry disguise, that’s meat.

"Oh, I want to confirm, do you mind if I taste your ribs?"

The Impostor looked at his companion in shock; they had just been eating dirt together. Then, it too thought of something.

"I mind, but if you trade me your thigh, I can accept it."

The somewhat rational Impostors began to feed on each other. Those who had gone completely mad were gnawing at their companions like zombies. Fortunately, they temporarily had no pain nerves, so even if they were bitten down to white bones, the Liches just stood up from the group of starving ghouls.

"Hey! This isn’t fair, I can’t eat now, and I don’t know when the next Hungry Impostor will be able to have! You bunch of assholes, we agreed to eat just a little!"

Such behavior was common among Liches, but they did not know how terrifying it appeared in the eyes of the Light Bats.

"Fruit above! What’s happened to the Liches! They are indulging in fratricide. Although they also do this normally, I mean, but this time it’s even more horrifying."

"According to the message from a comrade who escaped back, Andrey had just concluded an academic symposium, and they were having a carnival."

"A carnival? This scene... who organized the meeting?"

"The new Plague Doctor."

"My vegetables, has there been another disaster birthed by the Salvation Association?"

Impostors gnawed at each other, some even gnawing on themselves.

Those Impostors who lost their reason were fine, for when all their flesh had been consumed, that hungering impulse vanished, leaving only a sense of loss for their companions.

The most terrifying were those restrained Impostors. They would bite themselves ragged, but not so much as to affect normal activity and hunger.

Hungry Flesh is a kind of Spirit Summoning Studies flesh construct, endowed with certain reactive abilities. When they realized certain parts of their bodies mysteriously disappeared, they started channeling the absorbed nutrients and energy to other areas to sustain desire and bodily functions.

This manifested as Impostors developing abnormally robust limbs and torsos. Apart from muscles needed for movement, there was not a shred of excess flesh. It was as if they were evolving.

However, this did not follow the law of conservation of mass, because the consumed and transformed flesh did not convert fully, experiencing magic degradation as well as a reduction in the flesh’s lifespan.

Eventually, despite their deliberate efforts to maintain their forms, they ran out of flesh to consume.

"Hungry... hungry... hungry..."

Right before hunger crushed reason, these Liches issued their final command.

"Prey on other associations, they... are our food."

Maimed Impostors began frantically chasing those new converts in Andrei who hadn’t grasped the situation yet.

A biochemical crisis was erupting in the heart of Andrei.

Even those holed up in their associations finally understood the gravity of the situation.

In response, those elder Liches didn’t express much.

"A new Lich calamity, another member of the Salvation Association is born."

In the shadows, a figure activated a magic communication.

"My child, I suggest you temporarily close the portals in Dark Zone Seven."

"Ah, why? Is Andrei hosting some kind of event?" 𝐟𝚛𝕖𝚎𝕨𝗲𝐛𝚗𝐨𝐯𝐞𝕝.𝐜𝗼𝗺

There was a brief pause.

"Yes, a grand event, where everyone is merrily feeding on each other."

"Pfft, hahaha, you’re quite the joker, old man. How can Liches eat, after all?"

"We are undergoing a new Lich calamity. If you don’t intervene, my child, your city will add much to Andrei’s menu."

Carlos immediately leapt from his office chair.

"Fuck!!! A Lich calamity!!!"

"Arcanists!!! Seal off Dark Zone Seven immediately!!! City of Wandering, enter a level-one crisis state!!!"

"Damn it! Send a message to the Guardians in Andrei district right now! Destroy any suspicious Liches on sight! Immediately! Right now!!!"

After rallying his troops, Carlos rushed with the main force of Arcanists to the portal in Andrei district.

He looked at the Guardians stationed by the side.

"Have any Liches run out?"

"No, sir, the Liches have cooperated with our seals quite well..."

"But..." The Guardian looked puzzled, stroking his chin.

"Three humans ran out from Lich District."

"They headed for the Light and Shadow Zone."