For so long, I have wondered how humans live in this horrid wasteland. I guess maybe the delusion of happiness is all that sustains them. Perhaps. But why go through it all-just to die? I mean, the world is scheduled to end in 9 years, anyway.
Author: Aira
I walk in darkness. I fear nothing. I revel in destruction. Pain brings me joy. When the world ends, I will be glad to see it gone.