War. War is the controller of this world.
This world we live in has ended. Day by day, minute by minute, they die. Nobody can be born anymore.
They told us that it would be perfect. You'd think we would doubt them, say it isn't possible. But we didn't say a word. We just shrugged and sat on our hands, watching as the old world went out the window and the new world came into view.
We weren't ready for it when it came.
It got so bad, so bad that nobody wanted to deal with it. And so they offed themselves. They shot themselves, took pills, ran out in the crossfire and waited for someone to shoot them down. Within a year, over three thousand people died.
And what did our leader do? He shrugged it off, called it collateral damage, and then he said he was going to fix it.
Another year passed, and four thousand died.
What did he say? "I'm going to fix it."
He said, "this is our ideal society that's so close to our reach."
He said, "don't worry."
And wars and riots and suicides and murders all came barreling into our society, all just becoming a part of daily life. Kill or be killed. Guns are power. Violence is the answer. It engraved itself into everyone that even the priests started preaching it on the streets.
"God wants us to kill," they'd say. "Kill or be killed, that's the answer."
The ideal society became bloodlust and death. It became weapons and warfare. It became hatred and grief. It became "guns are power."
People died. We watched.
And then he said, "we'll fix it."
More guns. They called it "protection of the people."
This is a world ruled by war. This is the only world we know.
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