WOOOO another creepy one! I have no idea where the hell I thought of this, but I like it.
!!Warning!! Gore!!
The great being wept into it's hand, salty crocodile tears pouring from it's face.
"Why do thou cry, o' great one?" 1 asked it, tilting her little head upwards to stare at it in confusion and sympathy. The great being wailed.
"For you only take from me! I am but a man living my life, with no broken codes and yet to take from me as 0 took from 9!" It wailed out it's misery to the sky. 1 made a small scoffing sound.
"But thou hath been chosen by 9 itself! Thou, in all of thy great glory hath been chosen to provide to the church! Don't thou feel blessed?" She pat the great ones neck in sympathy, but it only wailed harder.
"What am I to become!? My own body, my own sacred flesh, being taken away! The church has no right to mine divine flesh!" Drones were lining up to the great one in never ending lines, taking bits of flesh from its legs and belly, muttering prayer as they feasted.
"Thou arst to become blessed! Thine own flesh, bringing hope upon those lesser! Don't thou feel generous?" She was growing annoyed.
"What will happen when I am but bones! My wife, oh, dearest wife, and children!" It wailed, a great hand slamming down in agony, and promptly broke one of the lines in a terrific splatter of divine flesh.
"Great one!" She scolded. "Apologize now! Thou art not supposed to sin!" The great one simply wailed on.
"I am not supposed to become bones! My time isn't now, and yet you feast as if you are starving!" It hiccuped, poking at it's exposed belly flesh and accidentally shoving one of the Drones deep in. "I must be allowed to sin, for I have broken no codes and yet am tortured like this!"
"Great one, please, do not weep! Don't thou know thine own good? Look into thine heart, deep. Don't thou feel at peace?" She was getting desperate to calm the Great one down. It let out a sob, nearly knocking her off.
"My family! What will my family become, flesh bags to feast on like me!? No, I must go back and help care for them! I shall not let a fate like this fall on us!" The great one declared, though it did not get up. "I shall fight back! I shall not be feasted on!"
"Great One, no! Thy family will not become feasted flesh! Just thou, in your holiness and greatness!" It hissed, before reaching out and lazily grabbing a fistful of drones, bringing them up and dropping them into it's cavernous, toothy mouth.
"If they shall feast than so shall I!" It declared, gulping down the drones. It seemed as if that wouldn't work. Only moments after the same drones, now crushed and torn, tumbled out from it's wide open belly, and it let out a choked wail.
"9, answer my prayers! Save me from this fate!" It wailed, burying it's face back in it's hands. 1 let out a sympathetic sound, placing her hands against it's neck in prayer before starting to dig in and feast.
The mystery! The horror! The epic ass writing style! Honestly leaving it up to you, the lovely reader, to figure out how this world works. Definitely gonna make an art piece of this weird ass shit
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G/T One-Shots
Randomjust a collection of all my short drabbles and such that don't really need a whole book. Most aren't really one shots but shhh Woah highest is 6 in "gt"
