The dust blasted through his eyes. In his thirst, he trudged tiredly through the sand. The hot wind beat on his head. But there was no sun. What then caused the heat? The writer asks. No one knows but one thing is certain. If he keeps walking through this desert, then he will die. Wiping the sweat off his brow, he looks up to see a pool of water. A burst of strength fills his legs and he sprints to it with full force screaming "WATER!!!!" He dives into the pool and takes a huge slurp of the water. But, it was grainy and tasted like dust. "It tastes weird" he thought to himself. "Is this…. Oh no!" He spits out and he opens his eyes. "IS THIS FUCKIN SAND????!!!!" On the sight of the sand watered with his saliva and the grainy feeling of his mouth, he retches his guts out. He slumps on the ground, covered in his vomit; he looks up at the bright sky without a sun. He saw the crows of death hovering over him "I'm really going to die, aren't I?" Those were Mirai's last thoughts before he collapsed.
The stench of cigarettes and alcohol filled the air. Drunken men and women lay the streets. The sight of trash littered everywhere could give even a fly a sense of disgust. "God, I hate this place" he thinks to himself. He looks to his side as he walks through the waste ridden paths and sees some men beating up an old man. He stops and watches them. The men push the old man to a wall, pin him down and start jumping him. One of them picks up a metal rod and start hitting the man in the head. He hits him until the man's head is covered in his own blood. They push him to his knees. One of them finally speaks up "Hey boomer, where's the fuckin money?" The old man whimpering on his feet looks up to him and begs "Please, I don't have anything". The man above him kicks his head shouting "Who told you to look the hell up?" He steps on his head and rams it to the ground. He smiles. He smiles like a child. Then he notices Hyung looking at them across the alleyway. "Hey boys, go bring that kid over here". Hyung looks at them and shakes his head. The men rush at him, trying to accost him into the dark place. He raises his hands and says to them "Go for it".
The men drag him into the alley and shove him at the man standing above the old man. The man looks at him and looks at his men and gestures at him. They understand and bring a gun to him. He loads it and points it at him. He bends down and raises the old man's head "The kid or you. Choose or both of you die". The old man, without a second of doubt says "Let the boy live". With tears streaming from his eyes, the old man looks at Hyung "Live a fine life. Don't end up like….." The loud sound of a gun booms through the air but the people don't care and walk by like it is normal occurrence. "He talks too much, doesn't he?" says Hyung. The men look at him in surprise. "I guess there's always someone with a screw loose" says the shooting man as he removes his leg from the bloodied remains of the old man. "Scurry along kid" he says as he walks away, beckoning his men to move with him. A bright flash of light followed by intense heat struck his back. He looks up and sees the flames dancing around, the charred remains of his men turning to charcoal and a demon, a gruesome devil with flames wrapped around its head smiling down at him. The name of what stood before him danced on his lips. He screamed out "FIRE DEVIL!!!!!" and those were the last words that escaped from his mouth.
Women. The allure of women. The Red Light District was filled with hundreds of inns filled with women waiting for their victim. A man could walk in here and never come out, always seeking pleasure for himself. "Hey, mister" called out a young girl. Hyung looked at her. He saw a scantily clad child wearing nothing but a see through dress. Scurrying up to him, she cuddled herself to him, pushing her body against his. "You look cold. Could we get some tea?" she asked while looking directly into his eyes. "She's at most 12. What the hell is going on here?" he thought. He leaned down over her and spoke to her ear "You are too young for this. Who brought you here?" The little girl could not answer. "Must be a sore spot isn't it?" he whispered again. With tears welling from her eyes, she nodded. "Just point the direction of the place and I'll come save you. Trust me". The girl looked at him again as he lifted his head and pointed to a brothel filled with disgusting old men looking for young children. He nodded and said "Give me some minutes" and walked off. She looked at him with hope in her eyes and the conviction that the horrible life that she lived would be finally ended.
Hyung walked towards a large office with a large signboard that read 'LOCAL AUTHOURITY'. He walked inside and nodded at the receptionist and politely asked to see the chairman. Entering the room that he was led to, he saw a man working behind a heap of papers. "Who's that?" asked the man, not looking at his visitor. "I'd always say your job would kill you, but I now know that it truly is killing you". Recognising the voice, he looked up with a horrified look on his face. He stood erect and bowed "Good day sir!" "Spare the pleasantries Esclave, did you get it?" Shaking in his boots, he whispered a silent yes. "Good. Now get him for me". The chairman ran outside, desperate to do what Hyung says. Alone, Hyung looks around at the office. Not too shabby, he thinks. He gets up and looks at the papers and sees a report. Picking it up, he reads it with a smirk on his face.
At that moment, Esclave comes rushing in, dragging with him Mirai tied in thick ropes. "Here he is Sir. He's a prophet" Esclave said under his breath. "Hey Esclave, this report says that there was a large explosion and eight burnt bodies were found" "Yes sir. I'll deal with that right away". Flame ignites the report and it burns from Hyung's hand. "Do me a favour and cover this up" "Yes Sir!" Hyung walked over and picked up Mirai by the cheek. He observes him and asks "Are you a prophet?" Mirai looks up to him with anger in his eyes "No. I am 'THE' prophet. Get that right, dumbass". "He's good. I'm taking him" he says as he puts Mirai on his back. Mirai struggles, not wanting to be taken but Hyung is unwavered and walks out the door as he waves at the chairman.
Esclave slumps on his chair, thoroughly exhausted. He closes his eyes to rest for a minute. Waking up, he sees more work on his desk. "Fuck. I hate my life" he says as he walks over and sees a report that read
"70 people were found dead in an explosion that rocked the Child Brothel. Over 200 children were set free and eye witness reports state that there was a fire that stepped into the building"
Slumping on his chair again, he looks at the ceiling fan and shouts
"HE'S GODDAMNED CRAZY!!!!"