Zillions of Julian years had gone by before she could tell. The dream spirit expended her powers until she could hardly maintain a physical form anymore. She found her redemption in the anticipation of her disappearance. Physical exhaustion had her stifling emotions in check. The despicable tyrant human race kept embracing darkness generation after generation so on till apparently the whole planet was covered by the believers of peace in name only. On the contrary, the grim reality was that not a single soul walked the right path anymore. Every human disrespected their fellow living creatures be it humans, animals or plants alike, hurting them in whatever way possible and fell further into the depths of dumb. The shinigami had his orders. He raised his scythe ,with deafening thunder and blinding flash of lightning, brought upon death and demolition annihilating any and all the spiritual phenomena.
