Even after Old Jack was long gone, his words still echoed in Ryuk's head as he stuffed down dish after dish into what seemed like an unending black hole.
He didn't know why — even though his stomach wasn't growling for food at all — he kept downing plate after plate. His stomach didn't bulge in the slightest, yet none of the food went to waste.
The more he ate, the more his satisfaction grew. After downing the last plate in the room, he finally felt full.
But even then, his attention remained on Old Jack's words.
'I only get young once, huh... I guess I could take that make some more enemy advice,' he thought, before rising to his feet, stacking all the dishes into the largest tray and carrying it.
"Even after getting out of that Restrictive area, I still feel weightless," Ryuk muttered, looking at the tray in his hands.
No matter how light, it was still supposed to send some feedback of weight — but as always, Ryuk felt nothing.
