Despair (Finny x Reader)

After I died when my heart was cut out of my chest, my soul took control of my body again in order to get my stolen heart back. It never would have guessed that resurrecting me so forcefully would result in me needing to eat human flesh in order to regenerate and stop my body from decaying. Now it realized its mistake, and tries reverse things and make me die again. But I don't want to die. I would do anything in order to hang on to this imitation of a life that was given to me. Even if it means I have to kill, and eat, others.

Humans are selfish, even death can't change them