Sinopsys on a posible proyect

this is a story experimenting with a concept.

tell me what you thing about this

The darkness, an infinite void devoid of light, the numbness of the cold surface touching my skin, those were the first things I felt, when I was first aware of myself.
The gentle void embracing and asking me to fade away in an eternal sleep, but there it was, the remainder of the instinct of self-preservation telling me, to ignore that embracing numbness, I was tired, so hungry, yet I could not feel my hunger, the numbness was too strong.
“Should I start looking for prey? But where? Or maybe I just need to sleep a little more, yes that sounds right, rest to regain my strength” I thought as I felt the numbness spread through my body.
Yet the thunder, and turmoil beyond the snow it’s too distracting, I can’t properly rest with all that noise.
“The noise! Maybe there is prey nearby” I twitch and crawl, trying to free myself from the dirt and snow, I was getting near the surface, following my instincts, the prey must be near.
As I emerge from the snow and pick the scent of death, there were hundreds of corpses of bird like prey all over the field, most of them where frozen, and broken, what a waste, corpses this damaged cannot be properly assimilated.
Yet a single scent stood out, one of the prey were still alive, maybe there was still a chance for me to sate this hunger, as I pass a little pool for molten show, I get a look on my current body, it was a severed tail, i cannot remember what I was or if I was supposed to be like this, it felt wrong, to be so little, so vulnerable, so unintelligent, yet after I feed on this prey, I will be more.
I grow little limbs out of the stump of my body and proceed to crawl towards the prey...

its something that has been in my mind for some time and i am trying to form into an story.