It made eating the god all the more worth it, because I’ll tell you, that was hard work. The weeks of eating its chewy, tasteless meat.” He let out a high and fluttering laugh. “I kept it drugged so that its meat wasn’t tense when I ate it, and it slurred like a drunk as it begged me to stop. But how could I stop? Every bite brought me closer to a kind of…becoming.” He shut his eyes. “I hear them all now.
