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It's tail swerved back and forth like a anger cat getting ready to finally eat, it watched and waited. It was in the deeps of the swamp almost as far away from it's territory it's land as it would go. To hold itself off it of course needed a snack like anything living breathing walking swimming flying stumbling drowning falling. What sounded as a hissing noise came out of no where, the poor beast turned it's head quickly but it was too late. It's body jumped with a quickness neither you or me could match, only the strongest and most godly among us could match. It's teeth bared down on it's hard shell back and the beast cried out to God as at the very same moment the loud crunch of it's back slitting in half and her yellow eyes popping out and flying into the water near it happened at the same moment. And God heard her cry and stole the beast's life away before the pain could register. The thing kept crewing on the lifeless flesh numbly, keeping a keen eye around it making sure no minded soul watched it while it ate. It took no joy in eating like it did when it really fed on what it wanted. It didn't want flesh it was far too high up for that, flesh was basic childless simple, no like it's fathers and mothers before it it wanted not only the flesh but the soul. No human owned their soul, but their soul was something that could be taken, and take was something it could do well. This it may be young but known the joys and splendor of taking the heart of a human in a none literal sense but also a literal. In it's belly there was no Heaven no Hell, nothing moved it kept it all inside and held it forever as long as it was safe. And when it laid in wait it could hear the beautiful singing of the taken inside and it known it was successful and was now God like.