A story inspired by the myths and legends of old. Where the creation of the universe is just as mystical as the invention of bread. A tale of love, betrayal, and donuts. Be prepared to get confused or maybe even thrilled. This is the world of the W...
All life is precious. But so is Death. Without Death, there would be no life and without life, there would be no Death. You cannot hope to appreciate one without the other and yet we fear Death. We wish Death did not exist. We wish to live forever. But no one has ever asked how it feels. Have you ever thought that all this negativity might make Death sad?
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Life & Death
"People have often wonder about the meaning of life. But I don't think it's such a difficult question to answer. The meaning of life is simply whatever you decided it to be for yourself...." - Some schmuck on the internet 12,2021 A.F.C. (After First Civilization)
Growing up Life and Death were the complete opposites. Where one was rebellious and creative, the other was loyal and boring, at least that's how Death saw it. As you can imagine the two of them did not get along at all. Fights were a daily occurrence, especially when Death would take away Life's toys — if you can call them that.
You see their mother had made them a special little place, a garden if you will. A garden that held everything in existence. Green and purple plants decorated the ground as an everchanging blue sky shone in glee. This was their paradise, a garden where they could learn and grown. A place where they would roam free.
Back then the two siblings had yet to choose their permanent forms. Instead, Life and Death shifted constantly from one being to another, from flower to wolf and even humans. When the two were not fighting they would find themselves in long-winded debates.
"They have always been here!" Life said as it changed into a stormy cloud the words roaring with a thunderous echo. Animals of all shapes and sizes stopped in fear. Wolfs and Mammoths began to run as fast as possible. Birds changed their course and the meerkats hid in their holes. They all knew what was coming.
"Think, Life, Think." Death turned into the wind pushing the dark cloud away. "Mother said that she created this place." Its words were like aggressive whispers in the shadows. "So it must have had a beginning."
"No, she said that she MADE this place for us!" Life said as thunder hit the ground below and rain poured from the cloud. "That doesn't always mean 'Create'."
"Yes, it does!" Death's windy shape began to swirl as leaves and branches flew in every direction.
"Your stupid!" The stormy cloud grew bigger and bigger until the sun could not be seen from below.
"Oh yeah!" The wind now growing in size began to rotate. "Well, at least I don't spend all my time kissing up to mom." Death's words were no longer whispers, resembling more the echo of an explosion.
"At least I don't spend my days watching cartoons and exterminating entire species!" The rain began to pick up speed as constant thunderstrikes decorated the ground in black.
