The unique travel engine was not a simple machine for movement. Not only could it moved at faster than light(FTL) speeds. It can also cross dimensions and beyond the universal veil. he Devourer was lost in thought while traveling on his ship. He had set it to random travel until an inhabited world was encountered. The only directive is to not crash into anything.

  Now, a new thought was bouncing in his mind.

  "I was never named, just titled, designated. I have no name unique to myself. No true self-identity. As Devourer was just a label of the long dead."

  No one would recognize him by the name or think it unique to himself. Hence, he wanted a name. Yet he knew it was proper to be named by a parent. All parental figures were killed or devoured, so that was not possible.

  The Devourer growled in some frustration, "I could name myself, but that is too undignified for an advanced lifeform like myself. If even grubby weak sentients get a name from some other."

  He received a voice notification after an uncounted amount of time form the ship system, "Sentient inhabited planet located. Exiting omni-travel. Universe auto-designated as Universe C-001. Technology Evaluation: Late Iron Age. Unknown energy detected. Bio-reading evaluation: Lightly Nutritious to Mediumly Nutritious. Threat Level: Low Medium."

  The Devourer brought up the rest of the data report that was just made. He liked the planet already. As imaging has shown that besides the "humans", there are "vampires". Along with various mobs of ferocious creatures. There was also mobs of creatures that looked very little like each other. He found them curious. Another section of the report was about how the planet was experiencing dimensional instability.

  He was most curious about the instability. As while there were no sentient residents within the dimensions of his origin universe. There were animalistic creatures and rare resources. Besides food, knowledge was his next passion.

  He put away the report and prepared to go down to the planet. No ship needed. As his body is fully capable of hypersonic speeds even in the vacuum of space when going in a mostly straight line. As it takes time to build up speed. Normally, he is only supersonic. As his body is a perfect fusion of biology and technology, he can propel himself through gravity and space control.

  The tale has been stolen; if detected on Amazon, report the violation.

  There is even an airlock door on the bridge of the ship. Where he walks out and falls down to the planet. The re-entry friction lit him on fire, but such a flame is no where near strong enough to make him feel the heat.

  Upon landing in a crater of charred dirt, he detected life signatures directly past the forested area in front me. Which would the dominant sentient species, humans. The Devourer's ship scanned their biology from orbit that I read in a moment. Humans are squishy, and can't decide of they're cowards or heroes. A species with every member being unique from the other in how they react to things. Which would mean a variety of taste.

  He did not rush through the forest, but took a bite out of every flora and fauna I could. The trees weren't the tastiest, but some flowers would make great seasoning. Insects and small animals varied only a bit in taste. The warm-blooded creatures tasted better over all though.

  He chuckled, "They are new taste though. I'll be able to enjoy new meals at last. It has been so long since I have tried something new."

  Coming out of the Forest, he gazed upon primitive thatch and stone houses. Some had candlelight on, most did not. He then saw a few humans walking the dark dirt streets of the village. The Devourer inspected everything he could see.

  "Mm, the male is taller and has more muscle mass. Tougher meat, maybe drier, should be slow-cooked. The female is shorter, more fat on the body, less skin damage and muscle mass. However, the fat isn't all excess fat. Much of it is required fat. Female would be good slow-roasted, but frying in its own fat would enhance flavor of the meat. Fatty breasts organs can be used instead of oil if I process it down to just the fat.", The Devourer analyzed from watching the two human specimens walk.

  The monster's thoughts were quick and on satiating his palate.

  The Devourer then thought about the emotional seasoning. As a higher lifeform, food is more than its physical makeup. The emotions upon death change the flavor for him. Sometimes fear is good, sometimes not good. Depends on the ingredient in his case. However, complex influence requires disguise. Something he did with his creators and enemies influence their emotions upon death. Fear, submission, happiness, sadness, even reverence. He has tasted these emotional seasonings before. He is now wondering how these seasonings would change the flavor of his new meal ingredients.

  First, comes the disguise. As a perfect fusion of biology and technology, he can control how he looks at will. It was simple of him to take the shape of a version of human male perfection. 6ft and 5 inches tall. A body of nearly pure muscle with above average muscle mass. A chiseled jaw, dark brown hair and auburn eyes. Slightly tanned white skin. Similar to the resident's color, but with better skin condition. He looks local and not too outrageous to arouse an troublesome amounts of suspicion. He'll fancy himself a traveler of the world.

  With a sly smile, goes to the main road to the village and comfortable walks inside the village which had no gate guards and an open gate. How easy.