In a state of human cries, rush and adrenaline, he was thrown like a disorientated herd of animals, and he was on top of a building, looking at his masterpiece without feeling.
He watched, some in high standing, some beggars, but all their expressions were the same horror.
In a hopeless escape.
Who can escape?
All kinds of clothes, people of all races. One of them was a pastor, he had spoken confidently on the show a few days ago.
"But understand that in the last days there will be troubled times. For people are fond of selfishness, money, pride, smugness, slander, arrogance, disobedient to their parents, ungrateful, sinful, cruel, succumbing to anger, despicable, dissolute, cruel, hostile to goodness, traitor. reckless, bulging with pride, fond of pleasures rather than love of God, while denying the power of religion they will only observe his form. Turn away from these people."
(The Bible, New Testament, 2 Timothy 3:1-5)
Now, he was shouting with a frenzied expression, "Right after those days, the sun will darken, the moon will not turn off its light, the stars will fall from the sky and the celestial powers will be shaken.
Oh my God! O Jesus! Holy spirit!.." He was evidently speechless and trembling.
There were people from all walks of life among the people who begged for mercy. Even some who basically declare themselves atheists.
Another was another religious scholar. He knelt down, trembling on the floor as the words flashed through his mind.
"Now when the sky splits and becomes the color of a rose that melts and blushes like butter,"
(Rahman/37)
Buddhist or Jewish, it basically didn't change anything. Almost all of them unconsciously swept away like a broken rosary.
When people can't afford it and are basically left to die hopelessly... the brutality, the stench of roasted meat, the entrails that sometimes smell more sour than vinegar, the missing body parts...
And a man at the top watching everything motionlessly. His eyes were already pale and his spirit had long since collapsed.
In this scene, even a basically two-faced person forgets to put on his mask. He is frightened and tries desperately.
But the man seemed to have lost his soul, like an empty puppet, a corpse.
With a gentle smile on his face, as always. Of course, he would be favored by people as long as he looked pure and innocent. He learned this from those families who abandoned him after they adopted him at the orphanage and after seeing his carrion spirit.
As long as it made an ignorant statement, it was taken as if it were a pet or custom dog.
Could the world not accept him?
Well, no one had to accept it.
Like a falling star, the sky, bright and beautiful, deadly and dangerous, was in flames. The brilliance illuminated his pale face, a charming and addictive smile appeared on his face, like a flower slowly blooming. She was stunning looking, pure and innocent with a pair of lovely tiger teeth.
And there were scratches on that beautiful face that spoiled it.
Wounds, large and small, are traces left by some people passing through the world.
It spreads like a net from the face to the neck, from the neck to the whole body.
Like his soul, his body was despised and worn out.
Sometimes with lustful eyes that covet her body with fondness for her face, sometimes with those who are blinded by jealousy...
All kinds of people from all walks of life vomit and vomit all their filth on them.
Let the whole world not accept him, he would not accept the existence of anyone...
First of all, his own self, which he loathes and hates to the deepest depths of his soul...
A smile slowly spread across that delicate looking delicate yet flawed face...
Until the very last moment, he didn't even know, was it really a sincere smile? Simple excitement or its usual mask...
Finally.
Everything is gone.
-To be continued-