Prologue: Life and Death

"Is there a meaning to life?"

A voice said calmly as a blade was repeatedly slash through the air, with; calm, clean cuts

"Is there a meaning to death?"

The voice said again calmly as the blade was pulled out someone's skull, and cleaned on the side of a pair of jeans

"If there is any meaning, why haven't I found it...." A man explained to himself as he steps over a few bodies with no remorse for their deaths, while he walks out the house "Maybe there is no such thing....." The man mumbled as he stops in his tracks and look towards the clouds "It seems the world is gonna cry again..." He mutter as he close his eyes calmly, and takes a slow deep breath and exhales "A storm is coming...." Was the last thing the man said, until a lightning flash and he vanished, with no trace of his presence