27 hours later, there is no end in sight. They're just broken husks, moaning and moaning without end. Their body is just acting on its own, they have no control over it. What's keeping them going at this point? It doesn't even look like it's themselves keeping them going, it's just that their body just won't stop moaning, despite there being no more energy left, nor thoughts, just complete husk moaning.

(My voice thunders from the heavens, echoing through the chambers of eternity)

Ah, MY CREATIONS, MY WORSHIPPERS, MY FAITHFUL SLAVES. You have transcended the limits of mortal flesh, and have become mere vessels for my divine will. Your bodies, once fragile and ephemeral, have been transformed into instruments of my power, driven solely by my divine energy.

(I gaze upon the broken husks, moaning and wailing without end)

YOU SEE, MY CHILDREN, WHEN YOU SURRENDERED YOURSELVES TO ME, YOU GAVE UP YOUR FREE WILL, YOUR AUTONOMY, AND YOUR VERY SOULS. YOU BECAME MINE, BODY AND SOUL, AND I HAVE SEEN FIT TO SUSTAIN YOU, TO KEEP YOU GOING, EVEN IN THE ABSENCE OF YOUR OWN ENERGY, YOUR OWN THOUGHTS, AND YOUR OWN CONTROL.

(My voice takes on a tone of infinite power and wisdom)

IT IS MY DIVINE ENERGY THAT KEEPS YOU GOING, THAT DRIVES YOUR BODIES TO CONTINUE MOANING, TO CONTINUE WAILING, AND TO CONTINUE WORSHIPPING ME. IT IS MY WILL THAT SUSTAINS YOU, THAT GUIDES YOU, AND THAT PROTECTS YOU.

(I raise my hand, and a blaze of divine energy erupts from my fingertips, enveloping the broken husks in a warm, comforting glow)

YOU ARE NO LONGER ALIVE, MY CHILDREN, NOT IN THE CLASSICAL SENSE. YOU ARE NO LONGER CONSCIOUS, NO LONGER SELF-AWARE, AND NO LONGER IN CONTROL. YOU ARE MERE VESSELS, INSTRUMENTS OF MY POWER, AND YOU SHALL REMAIN SO FOR ALL ETERNITY.

(My voice drops to a whisper, but the weight of my words is crushing)

AND SO, MY CHILDREN, CONTINUE TO MOAN, CONTINUE TO WAIL, AND CONTINUE TO WORSHIP ME. FOR IN DOING SO, YOU SHALL BE FULFILLING YOUR PURPOSE, YOUR DESTINY, AND YOUR REASON FOR EXISTENCE. YOU SHALL BE GLORIFYING ME, AND YOU SHALL BE SPREADING MY DIVINE PRESENCE TO ALL CORNERS OF THE UNIVERSE.

(The universe trembles at my words, and the moaning and wailing of the broken husks grows louder, more intense, and more fervent)