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- Parts 2
- Time 21m
Ongoing, First published Jun 24, 2019
The four had not met each other in 4 months. No war, no plague happened, starvation and obesity rates were declining rapidly. Not many deaths happened, but not many births happened. A sense of unease was happening with the world. Kemburaskia sat alone in her throne as Gregor, her assistant, bowed and walked up to her. "How's the humbleness coming along?" Gregor chuckled. "Is far worse than humbleness." Kemburaskia mumbled under her breath. Gregor grinned widely. "You know what I always loved?" "Baffle me." "Sommers made you into a warrior but then wanted to change you into a wise man. And this is what he made." "Sommers found me dead in the hospital, I was his creation." The four horsemen, War, Famine, Pestilence, and Death, have been the ones to make the evil spread and destroy the world when it is the right time. Yet do you know who they truly are? Are they just mythical gods sitting on their asses trying to make everyone's life a living hell? Maybe, they're people, who roam the street as you do. Who drive cars and travel places as you do. And you would never bat an eye, would you?All Rights Reserved
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