death instinct

A god maggot within the viscera. A nidus contorting and coiling within its cradle.

The vessels, insatiable yet denied, subsist on the waste and excrement left behind. They drag their desiccated husks from waste to waste. Their bodies decompose yet the endoparasitic deity proliferates inside. Nothing satisfies the slaves' thirst as they consume and consume excrement without meaning other than to sustain their idol.

As god claims life, his divine grub simultaneously grants ecstasy to the thrall. The fodder continues to drag its torn-apart body scavenging, only now it sings and dances. Cavorting and caroling as their tendons tear and their bones decay. The vessel continues to cheer as it begins to eat the very flesh that's rotting off his body.

The host empties the remaining filth as his body shuts down. The maggot slowly threads up the drunkard's gorge, fulfilling God's decree. the corpse finally releases its excess, while the maggot lays its ovum in the feces, just as another body approaches and drops to its knees, and begins to consume.