Divine beings didn’t need to eat. That was a limitation tied to the material world that they were not bound by. (This same principle applied to Profane beings as well, logically.) They could, because they took on forms that were capable. They did in fact get energy from digestion, it just wasn’t anything they actually required to live. If a celestial ate, there were two likely reasons. It was either for the fun of it (and to be avoided when it would waste resources needed by others) -

Alyssa leaned back and stretched, yawning deeply as she let the fire warm her. She and Ghim had been traveling for quite some time on their way to the dark pantheon at her god’s behest. They’d been hit with a wicked blizzard and lucked upon a cave they quickly cleaned up, cleared out and shored up the entrance to. It took no time to make a fire and settle in for the night, but even with the flames Ghim was shivering.“Gods-damned this cold, it’s unnatural” Ghim curse

Divine “Well. At least you’ll definitely be close to the artifact?” Said the voice of Minoa in my head. I was currently sitting in the back of a wagon as it rolled along a dirt trail, my hands bound behind my back. Alongside me was the combat team who had been sent to recover Minoa’s divine artifact from the cult. Their leader, Hendrika, had stolen it, and had been using it to justify her own seizure of power, forcing the people she had convinced to follow her to sacrifice ever

August, Summer of 2026 CE (Torea Time)
Forest Outside of Hoyt Property, Kittery, Maine, Continent of North America
Ellen Byronis Roche sighed audibly as she pushed her way through the undergrowth, flashlight pointing ahead as best as she could. The auburn-haired ifrit would have much rather had one of those high-lumen floodlights on her, or just set the undergrowth on fire a little, but noooo, that would "scare it away". She had no idea how she got roped into this whole thing, schlepping equipme

 “Time was when you saw a frogman hopping into town, it was an invasion begging to be squashed. Hmph.” “Yes grandmother. Time to get you home,” Melissa sighed. While she loved the old woman, she wasn’t taking the advancement of culture well. Just 25 years ago, based on how the older generations talked, the entire world was practically an unending war of all against all. ‘Good’ and ‘Bad’ were banners entire cultures flocked to, and indeed, various extremely nasty thing

“Oh, come on girl” Chroma said. “You’ve never once wondered what unwilling prey was like?”“I mean, I’ve wondered.” Sapphire murmured. “But it just doesn’t feel right. Taking someone like that, it feels like murder though.” She placed her hand on her belly, round and engorged with the prey they had found this morning. Willing prey, of course, she would never swallow someone unwilling. At least as long as her life wasn’t in danger.Chroma shook her own belly

 The theatre runner looked over his desk at the trio applying to do an act in his variety show. (Some might assume that these had fallen out of fashion with the spread of other forms of entertainment, but he felt this was the time to bring them back. The mass media had taken some serious hits recently because of infrastructure failures.) They were a striking bunch: some sort of wolf-woman, foxgirl, and bird girl. “So, what’s your act supposed to be?” He thought he knew the wolf from s