Copy of Despair: I Became a God by Devouring Myself

When I woke up, I found myself thrown into the death copy of Blood Moon Middle School. Other players were screaming and running for their lives, but I heard my stomach growling. SSS-level talent [Gluttony] Awakening: Devour strange things to become stronger. When the ghost chef in the cafeteria rushed towards me with a kitchen knife, I tore off his arm with my backhand and stuffed it into my mouth. "Crunky and chicken-flavored." While others were struggling to survive within the rules, I was staring at the ghosts and drooling. The principal smiled evilly on the radio: "There is only one place to survive tonight!" I licked the corner of my mouth: "I understand, the buffet is open.