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When was it when peace and prosperity were taken for granted?
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When was it when we realized all the technology we relied so heavily upon backfired on us?
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When was it normal to see dead bodies rotting on the side of the streets as a midday snack for crows?
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When was it when this world was no longer ordinary?
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Was it when the moon turned blood red?
Or...
The creation of THAT religion?
Whatever it was changed this world into a mad hell hole worse than the insanity one would experience during schizophrenic attack.
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Various vicious hurricanes tore through the scarlet dimmed city as dusk starts to fall, the city crumbling to pieces as if the serene ocean waves swept through a sand castle completely leveling it in an instance.
That was my view of the world as I stared down the cliff.
This art of complete madness and terror that just sends shivers down my spine.
The city was damned... and the people with it...
I stood.
And stood..
Then stood some more...
Until finally the storm stopped raging.
The site of the wreckage was astonishing.
No life can be seen.
Only death...
And only chaos...
In this deathly plain world.
This was just another day.
This is just another requiem.
This was just the beginning of the end so to say.
The end is near...
But I won't allow it to come.
As this is just the end of the beginning.
The beginning of a remarkable journey and unseeable future.