The World's Patron
A man, where did he come from? No where he was the definition of bland, he lived his childhood loving his parents, but they were old. When he got out of high school, his father died a week later, when he finished college, his mom died two weeks after.
He thought he would be depressed, but he couldn't cry, he got sad because he couldn't cry, and then, it all rushed to him. His whole life, why did he live it? Where was the excitement that all those seniors talked about when he was a freshman? The answer; It was nowhere to be seen.
He had to make his own excitement, that's when the final calamity struck. Some called it Doomsday, the Apocalypse, where were the horseman of the apocalypse, the angels, nowhere. No buddha, no devil, no god, nothing, people then heard the voice, the final letter.
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This story will not have scheduled updates, and is written in a whim of passion. Do not expect greatness.
RestingTree · 都市
