Chapter one

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The world is ablaze. Tress are burnt down to their stumps and there are no houses in sight. Men, once best of friends, are now fighting to death. Half the population is dead, the other half spilt into two armies. The world is at its end. Savages scouring the desolate wastelands. The only hope left is 3 celestial beings. The sacred three huddle around a table, sheltering from the raging storm. They can hear the screams of the dead from outside. The man breaks the silence clearing this throat.
  'Sisters we must save the world from itself' he begins, 'It will be the end soon unless we take action fast'.
The taller lady of the two nods her head in agreement.
' I propose we destroy it and then guide its progression' she states, ' we can control the rise of power'.
  'No' softly whispers the last, 'I know what we must do. If we wipe clean the world and start again there is no promising that we will not end up in the same position. If we can barely stop this desolation then how do we know we can stop it again. What we must do is the only possible option. We must join together one last time and gift the world. Combine our souls and send them out as a curse and a gift. Some chosen few will be gifted and the others cursed. We must put our faith in the humans and let them save their world. We have spent the last thousand years trying to fix this planet on our own and it has be unsuccessful. It is time to leave this world.'
  The other two slowly nod to show their agreement. Then they clasp hands and begin to murmur a prayer. The chanting builds up until the noise over powers the howling wind. Shimmering lights begin to glow in the air and the soft spoken lady quietly hopes that she has done enough to save the world from desolation. The air crackles and seconds before they combust she murmurs,
   'Burn my fire, my children you will glow the brightest and burn the hardest. Save the world from your brothers and sisters. Burn my fire, burn.'
Then they are gone. In a tremendous bang, the earths last hopes are gone. Leaving their hope in the ones who have brought the destruction upon themselves.

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