Heaven!

In a tranquil province of Man Kingdom located at a small corner of the Grand Heavenly Empire, was a little village. The village people lived there everyday life farming, fishing and singing. Suddenly, the distant snowy mountains glittered with heavenly destructive light.

Whatever it was that fell, just the impact alone destroyed half of the mountains located at the north of the village. Everyone in the village fields were awe strucken. They didn't know what kind of heavenly object could destroy almost half of the snowy mountains. The villagers were very fearful and they didn't even dare going near it. Soon after the news reached to the officials, as it was reported from the village chief.

Shortly after an army of thousand man, clad in grey bronze armor came towards the mountains. The army was suppose to identify the supposed object that could cause all this. Eventhough they were fearful, they didn't dare turn back. In a little over an hour, they reached the epicenter that caused the massive phenomenon that occured earlier.

However, what they expected was totally out of picture. Instead what greeted their sight was a man clad in purple glowing robes, his hair burning with rays red heavenly light. His eyes, so blue, that it could pierce through the living and the dead. Everything around was so beyond human, something not mortal. Even immortals didn't have such an auspicious beyond humane prowess... Gods!?? Yes, a god could only describe the presense of the otherwordly being sitting on the fractured rocks, like it was nothing.

Suddenly the man started looking at the sky and yelled, "How could you, whyyy??? why??? why have you done this, why???".... In an instant the men fell flat on the rocks, loosing all this previous radiance in an instant. His robes turned to dust, his fiery red hair lost all it's previous might. However, none could deny the fact that even though the aura around was dimmed and couldn't even measure even to infinitely small peck of its previous wonder, it was still there nonetheless..

Laying in the rocks flat, the man could only get angry, though he knew it was all his faults this time. Eventhough he used to be an almighty god, he couldn't control his feelings. However, he was still strong enough to not show any of it on his face. He soon stood up, looked at the mortals that gathered before him, smiled and turned to dust.

The people present didn't know what to do, they they were so shocked by the events that transpired that they couldn't comprehend a single thing. Plus the fact that man, screamed in a totally different language that was used to be spoken by the rest of the world. They only recovered half an hour later, after the man vanished.

Soon after the gathered officials, who were at the back that saw everything told them to forget whatever that happened today. As they were afraid that they might bring wrath to their entire kingdom if the almight immortal even felt a tiny bit offended. The villagers, carried on their their daily life, as if nothing has happened. However, whatever has happened will be known as legends for the centuries to come.