Redemption

Only one thing can be said now. God had abandoned us. Believe whatever you want. Christian, Hinduism, Judaism, Atheism, whatever. Humanity was left on the brink. Everyone's ideals had left them hopelessly naked under a bridge left to their own vices. Whether science, or some deadbeat thing, or things, in the sky. We were all left barren.

Almost 10 millenium ago humanity got the cruel reminder that we were, in fact, human. Weak, pathetic humans.

Approximately 97% of the population had regained their sanity and abandoned their gods, but the few 3% had decided that this was, in fact, the apocalypse had come. The faction, the Ephesians, ran to the wilderness so they could be taken up to heaven like the great Babylon.

But that day never came. Over the generations people stopped believing in a god. All but this one little group, and that's were out story will truly begin, soon. Unfortunately in this story I'm not the hero. I'm the villain. This is a story of regrets and a hope of redemption. This isn't my story.

This is his, Michael's.