Taking place on a tiny moon. Me (MORG) have declared myself the God of the tiny minuscule alien civilization that thrives there. My worshippers called ZERG are religiously devoted and worship me to great intent. I simply enjoy the tiny cheers and rituals. In return I give those who worship me architects and resources. Those who do not meet my wraith. Although I prefer not to get involved but let my worshipers do my biddings. A recent coup has risen. Poop worshipers.. they worship the remains of my poop. They no longer bow down to me but the poop. They are not throwing feces onto my temple. I call for a holy war. The world is split into sides ready to conflict.