The end will come.
There will be 22.
They will know when
the time
comes
that the world is about
to end.
There will also
be 56.
The bringers of destruction.
EMOIRA.
56 different people.
of different course.
...
Why are you reading this?
What will you gain from it?
The chance that you are one of the 22 is only 3,01369863e-9%.
Even so, what would you do?
There is nothing you can do to prevent it.
And we will not know when it begins.
Just as you are cursed to have no one believe you when you plead for them to run, despite the fact that nothing you do can save anyone, not the ones you care about, not yourself, not anyone. Everyone will be caught in The End and you can do nothing.
This is the pain that the world brings.
You won't know when it's going to
happen. Not until it's happening.
Wrap your hands around my neck.
Press the knife against my throat.
Tighten the rope around my neck.
The cuffs around my wrists.
Life is such a burden isn't it?
Haha.
Homicide,
Or suicide?
Or maybe both...
Don't mind me.
I'm just thinking aloud to myself.
You don't need to keep reading.
:)
It's dark here . . .
Isolated from others
Just how I like it.
I hope the end comes soon.
Whether it's me
Or the whole world.
You don't mind me talking like this do you?
You are quite kind.
I want to call you something.
I will not call you by your name.
I will call you Avery.
Avery suits you.
Avery?
Am I going insane?
Or have I already done that?
Can't remember.
What will it be like?
I know I'm one of the 56 but when? What? Where? Why?
When?
The End.
What?
The End.
Where?
Everywhere.
Why?
Because everything that has been brought into creation must one day be destroyed.
I don't understand.
These aren't my ideas.
They're just coming to mind suddenly
as if someone has told me
something,or simply zapped it into my
brain.
It hurts, Avery.
What's going on?
Stress.
The end will come, whether we like it or not. There's nothing we can do to stop it from occuring. What you do now is up to you Avery. You can make the most of life, you can kill others, you can kill yourself, but be aware that the end may be a countless amount of time away. It will happen when it happens, and you need to accept the fact that there is nothing you can do.
It is not kind. Life is never kind. Just as everything will end someday.
Will I even still be alive when the time comes?
Surely I have to be if I am to lead the world to inevitable destruction.... Right?
Or maybe I will reincarnate.
Maybe I already have?
If so, how many times?
And how many more?
Is that the only reason I exist?
To bring about destruction?
Is that my fate?
Enough with the questions,
they make my head hurt...
Why won't my brain work?
The words are all jumbled....
This is so confusing .
.
.
.
What's happening in my head?
I want to cry
I want to be sick
I want to laugh
I want to stab myself
I want to stab someone else...
I want a break from all of this
What's even going on...?
Life is so cruel.
