Greed. Power. Grudge. Hate. These four words can cause tremendous destruction. I do not know which word exactly suits the situation but it definitely had a little bit of all the four. Mostly hate and grudge. I'm not going to fill in about what happened before the big picture took place. But I'm going to say, it took three long years for the big picture to happen. I was living in Alaska and in peace for the three years, until one day a mysterious person appeared who also seemed to remind me of something. Someone, to be more specific. I saw that somewhere. That ultra sharp jawline with striking features. Who? Who can that be? Was all I could think about. Then, it crossed my mind. So this alien baloney is not done yet. Three years weren't enough. I thought to myself. This was the person I saw that day when I left the papers about the location on my door step and the same person who took me back to that place where the aliens had me hostage. I was foolish and mindless so I followed the person. I followed him for too long. I was completely tiered and I had to catch my breadth. Since it was far from town, nothing was really there except for a few narrow trees and a huge open sandy ground. I went behind one of the tree and leaned against it. Clank. clank. clank. I heard three prominent clanks. Blood drained down my face and I was mortified because it was three years. "So you've come here in disguise. You know that you're going to be defeated. You see, it's all about the power, you know. If you were in our place, the same would've happened. You'd do the same thing. Wouldn't you? When you have power, greed overcomes you. It's natural and it happens to everyone. And you're kind is no exception. So you best be quitting your fight with us because we both clearly know who's going to win." Said the strange icy voice. " Our kind is at least not as cold and heartless like you. We don't get greed when have power. We get responsible when we have power. You may defeat us time and again but we will not extinguish. We will only grow larger. So large that when we have our final fight, you're going to loose and extinguish completely with no hope of survival left. Nothing at all. When you're turned into dust." Said another strange yet familiar voice. "End this Antimoniyo immediately." The first voice said in a bit stern tone. "Ha. You wish." Said the other voice and I heard a huge noise that sounded like a million banshees were yelling at a time. And there was a huge wave of wind and there was nothing. But I was wrong. After a good twenty minutes, I went a bit further and saw what you're seeing right now. The skeleton. The weird skeleton. So, that's why, I had to write this and put it inside the skeleton. Because I could sense grave danger. Being an astrologist, I have my intuition about things. And this situation will undoubtedly happen again. History will repeat itself. Something bad is going to happen. From the time you are reading, I do not know if it has already happened or not. But I warn you. I can't tell you much because I'm not completely sure and I do not want to confuse you. But remember these words, 'Earth is our home. Not a battlefield.' Do not do anything stupid for you shall suffer with the worst consequences. You have been warned. I repeat my self. YOU HAVE BEEN WARNED.
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