"Kyaah!!!"
It was weird for me to see the Apocalypse I created to destroy the world. Though I immediately regretted it after the XXXXXXXs betrayed me, there was nothing I could do. Without XXXXXXXs, the world would have to face an even greater threat. It was the price I had to pay to become the Creator (balancing actually). XXXXXXXs were needed for the survival of Melim.
The gory atmosphere and the scent of blood lingered in my nose like a bug. Everywhere my eyes fell, all I could see was… I don't know if I should call these human limbs anymore. They were drowned in pools of blood. If I was not the creator and just a normal 15-year, I would have fallen unconscious and, probably, would have been killed. Thank me that I was 'me'.
"Grrrr…"
Grotesque sounds came from the gate in the heavens.
Boom!
Some, no, many creatures fell from the sky.
