..And on the first day, the little godling saw chaos amidst everything and everyone. Nobody was working together to reach safety, rather fighting and pitting against each other for the abundance of goods and food, as if what they already had wasn't enough.
It wasn't happy with that; it brought it displeasure, made it sad, knowing that when the end is near, everyone will fight, as if the destruction of their homes hadn't been enough. So it raise its fist and shouted down at the land below it:
"Cease your mindless foolery. Can you not see that your actions only bring you more pain? You are making everything worse by doing what you're doing!" Were its words, everyone looking up at the sky as its voice echoed throughout the lands and seas. And the people responded with more violence, more destruction, more despair.
The godling, now angry with the people, raised its fist again and snapped its fingers. In an instant, the world finally ceased to fight. Nobody was being violent towards each other, and everything was as it should be.
So with a smile on its face, the godling flew away, seeing as his actions have proven to be effective and good.
Just like that, all humans had been eradicated from the planet.
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The Vagabond.
FanfictionIn the lush wilds of Alola, the stoic and soothing ocean waves slowly caress the sand underneath, revealing hidden gems from under the sand and bringing them out to shore, where they may be either found by others, or where they may go on their own j...
