Bug's famine (Mature)

Bug's famine (Mature)

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Since hatching, Nev's body has existed to destroy and consume flesh; such is the life of a corpse bug. A bug's kin living in a never-ending hunger with cycles of seeking the varied richness and pleasures that stem from killing and consuming to bloated excess, their stomach's ever bloated and their body's rigid plates streched to expose their supple vulnerable flesh underneath. Remembering only the vague passing pleasures and always striving to stay engorged, as their stomachs move them to new morsel. One day Nev finds a dying flower; he listens to her instead of eating her while he eats better flesh; she reveals a new life for him and cures him of his appetite. The flower, Heme, quickly sees sickness within the bug and his kin; despite all their efforts, their appetite remains, and their souls remain hollow despite the size of their bloat. The meat they prize dissolves within them, leaving nothing but fetid pools behind them. Heme uses her body's connection to the forest to cure him of his hunger and bestows Nev a knighthood under her name. She asks Nev to help find her keepers, the Thimble moths, a delicacy to Nev's kin, for his form, remains for destroying and not healing. Thus the young corpse bug embarks on a quest to find a thimble moth to bring back to help his flower's recovery and hopefully find a more meaningful life for his kin.
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