The once peaceful land will be turned into dust. Man's best friend will become his enemy. There is no home to come back to. The neighbor down the road, the lamp beside your bed, filled with hatred.

The end of your mother, the absence of your father. He is nothing but a phone call and an ATM withdrawal. You will be come filled with hatred and you will be happy.

The ones close to you will betray the sanctity of justice, the sanctity of a once pure existence. All you can do is hope. All you can do is pray.

A hole six feet deep and seven billion feet wide. This is not my doing, this is yours. You are the hatred, you are the cosmic destroyer. You are giygue.

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