The Unforgotten Love During the Chaos

ONE

The world sure is a bleak and dark place to live in. Tell me yourself, don't you agree with me? Of course, you do. Of course, you will. We both know that I am right. Like always, obviously. Anyhow, don't you see? You aren't blind, you know. Of course, you do. But you tend to stay shut and silent. Just look at Taya. It's almost wholly destroyed. Only a few remnants of it are left. People have died. People had died. People are still dying. Women, children, adults, elderly, men, tell me a person from an age group who hasn't died here? It's hell on Earth. Bangrael took everything from us that we once called our own. Nothing is ours anymore. The genocide took it all. Tell me, what's the fault of these people who lost their lives? Their families? Got separated from their loved ones? What did they even do to deserve this fate? Blood. Night during the day. Winter in Spring. Dry and barren land. Precarious silent-shouts. Loud, soul-wrenching sobs. The innocence in evil circumstances. The firing noises from the missiles. Demolished buildings. Destroyed civilization. Hopes of the people ripped to shreds. Chaos. The piercing noises from the radiations coming through. The withering humanity. Agony of human existence. Annihilation. It's everywhere. It's taking control. It's dominant. While the world is shut. All eyes are on Taya, yet no voice is speaking up for it. The world has gotten mute.

It's all a matter of time before humanity will vanish off the surface of Taya and vampires created by Bangrael will rule over it.