A Child of The Holy Avatar. You were a child of purity, literally, raised in your cult, and spiritually connected to the now complete Holy Avatar, being an orphan on your cult your guardian, was the High Forkbearer, Doughael, The preacher who claims they've seen the Allmighty...using you to envoke faith amongst the devotee's,and disciples,a Holy Touched Child, your pure soul is your blessing, everyone preached to you, oh how you wished they knew the truth...

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You sat in front of the holy avatar, you could feel it's weary form looking down at your small form, you had a bowl of white rice, four carrots, and some salad. A normal meal provided from the disciples of the cult. You had only eaten half of everything, you saved some for the Holy Avatar. You held the tray as high as you could towards the gigantic being before you, it slowly opened it's mouth, it's black tongue slithering out, grasping the tray in an iron grip, before tossing the meal in it's mouth.

You giggled, clapping your hands at the gigantic being who had just eaten an entire tray, to the Holy Avatar it was just a little snack, but it was food. A wide smile plastered your face, if only Sister Seltzer Cookie, and Brother Menthol Cookie could see this holy being before them, interacting, and subtly smiling at them. You were so enthralled in the Holy Avatar, and it's grace, that you hadn't notice Doughael had entered the room in pursuit to find you.

| Doughael |: "Ahh, there you are, Child."

The Holy Avatar froze again, as you turned away from it, and smiled at Doughael who had entered the room, he slowly walked over to you, the Holy Avatar stood still, eyes closed, smile gone. Doughael reached out, and grabbed you, picking you up, you were no looking back up at the Holy Avatar, and it's now stoic, and in different stance. Doughael was also looking at it, they knew that the Holy Avatar, and you were connected spiritually, so he used you to...feed the Holy Avatar too.

| Doughael |: "Child, Eat this."

Doughael said, giving you what seemed to be cookie remains of a previous Devotee that had lost their faith, you giggled, and started eating away at the remains, the Avatar's mouth twitched at the taste of Cookies. It did not recoil, did not have a look of absolutely disgust at eating a cookie, it liked the taste, the jam, the crumbs, the remains. But it'd mire delicious if they were alive.

Doughael reached out their free hand towards the Holy Avatar, As the Holy Avatar was given their lunch through you, all faith will be put into the Divine Creators as long as the Holy Avatar was content. Doughael smiled seeing the Holy Avatar happy, and content. You had just finished munching down on the remains of the Cookie's body, oblivious that you had just eaten your own kind. Doughael softly smiled at you, and carried you away from the avatar into the thin, empty halls.