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Nobody had arrived at the indifferent shores of Mainland on the power of him arms alone. Without a sail or current in his favor, the endeavor left his arms sore. Too tired to attempt to push over and collect any small trees, he instead took refuge underneath one. The sun was still proclaiming the day to be young, but Nobody's body begged to differ. A sharp pang of hunger speared through him before he could think of resting, and he looked about for something to alieviate the problem, spying a small flock of chickens, lovingly brooding over their eggs.

Grabbing the closest branch without much thought of strategy (after all, these were merely chickens), Nobody strolled over to the flock, and batted away the mother hen from her nest, sadly only managing to damage its pride. Not that the death of the hen mattered, Nobody's eyes were on a different prize. He grabbed the egg, trotted over to the shoreside to wash it off, and then shoved the entire thing in his mouth, crunching on the whole thing. The oily, greasy insides of the egg were absolutely revolting, but Nobody only had a demand for them. Roughly coughing up a bit of shell, he moved on to a nearby nest, repeating the process of shooing away the mother, washing his earnings, and then eating the whole egg raw. On the third egg, he was still ravenous as ever, and didn't even bother washing the egg before eating it. The coppery taste make the egg more paletable.