Step 1: Prepare the Kitchen

Lay out your instruments and cleanse your hands. Follow the recipe precisely as if it's a ritual.

The body remembers what the mind has long since misplaced. The old prayers of blade and flame still linger on your finger tips. 

The broth rises like incense. For now, you are still only a man.

Step 2: Add One Uninvited Ingredient

It is not part of the recipe. It does not belong to this world, nor any kitchen you have ever known.

The flavor is...indescribable. Divine.

You cannot stop tasting. The sensation is beyond language.

Step 3: Adjust to Taste

The more you consume, the deeper the hunger roots itself through marrow and vein.

Your thoughts unfurl into cathedrals of blinding light and velvet void.

Each bite floods you with obsession, rewriting your pulse into a fevered hymn, a liturgy of devouring craving that knows no end.

Step 4: Serve and…Ascend

A sleepless night. One sitting. One man. One irreparable act.

The fork trembles in your grasp as understanding blooms, terrible and radiant.

You are so ravenously hungry.