For generations I have seen men "prophecy" the end, yet their sons still live on. Their signs and horns dedicated to warning of the coming apocalypse fill mile upon mile of land fills, but it is not until now that I feel it coming. Once again my mind is filled with voices taunting and questioning me, and it is finally time that I, myself, asked the questions. What happens to me? Why am I still here,? Is it only for my punishment? When the earth itself is gone what happens to a "man" who cannot die? Will I finally be brought back to life only to die again? Can I be forgiven of what I have done, or will my consciousness simply join my soul so that I might fully feel it burning in hell?
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AléatoireWe have only so much time left. ----- is coming. we must prepare ourselves. I made a promise as a child that I would never reveal my guardians secret , but it must be known, not only for the human race but for him as well. He thought he was a monste...
