Buddha's last statue crumbled...the pieces of its smiling shattered faces eerily mocking a time of peace that once was. In this hidden place deep in the mountains of Nepal, the world ended.
Yigong Xue was the very last faithful...the last one that thought that the tides could be turned in this desolate place as he had trekked to this lost monastery to try and calm his soul and salvage what was left of this world.
In this year of 3035, the world had gone through three more world wars, humans had been utter savages towards nature, and themselves, each blow brought from earth and space, the desolation took hold further. The toxic fumes from the biological and Nanorobotic weapons doing the quick business of eradicating everything.
The gods had always been present, and people had been baffled when after the fourth world war they came out of hiding after thousands of years shocking everyone and though filled with good intentions, had shocked their followers and believers so much that it had triggered the fifth and ongoing war.
They, all gods, from Allah, Jesus, Moses, Ra, Zeus, Inti and Brahma along with all of their demigods and deities; had each one of them been murdered and defiled by the people who sought refuge in them. A carnage like never seen in the history of all humanity. People, all of a sudden had to face the existence of their gods and the reality and that they were not as perfect as they had assumed and believed them to be, had led to the upheaval and their demise.
The gods had fought with all their might, but weakened by the centuries of neglect from their disciples had reduced them to such extent, that the first two that had been killed had been Zeus and Ra, among the oldest and most potent.
Their death had fueled a rage in Jesus and Allah that had been unknown to their believers and when combined these two had destroyed half the planet. Inexorably they had been the next to fall and were tortured in ways too gruesome to describe.
Inti, Moses and Brahma and their fellow demigods and deities and what was left of the others, under Zeus, Ra, Allah and Jesus, had tried to calm the anger and tried to appease the world. They had managed to salvage some of it and when finally a treaty had been agreed between the world government and them. A group of people had sabotaged it by shooting the latest new missile from space creating a micro black hole within the world government bunker and effectively killed everyone.
Now, Buddha the last surviving one had died of grief over all the other gods, choosing to give up and finally embracing death.
As Yigong took his final breath as the world finally consumed itself entirely in a final ball of fire, his skin burning off and his brain registering the last of his thoughts. He was consoled by the fleeting thought that all of the suffering and horror would be finally over.
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Short StoryBuddha's last statue crumbled...the pieces of its smiling shattered faces eerily mocking a time of peace that once was. In this lost place deep in the mountains of Nepal, the world ended. Yigong Xue, was the very last faithful...the last one that th...