"I GAVE YOU MY SON!
YOU SHALL ALL DIE!"
- it was yelled.
Only 50,000 survived.
Scattered across the world.
Over time, they all met.
Everyone had the same story.
They saw the wrath at its fullest.
There were floods as well.
Many of them.
They knew something needs to be figured out.
Together.
They all had the same dream one night.
"YOU SHALL FIND THE WAY!" -
they heard it,
and they felt it.
"What is the way?"
- they all asked the same question.
"Something new"
"You are a prostitute! You are worthless!"
- yelled John;
all he sees is transaction;
he hates the idea of love;
he believed in it some time ago.
Wars once again broke.
The Unnamed starts to question.
"Where does the evil come from?"
"Can I finally learn to be completely alone?"
"Will evil cease to exist then?"
The knowledge has been stripped away.
Once again it was unity.
But the snake wants love as well.
"There are no answers."
"How to live then if that was the case?"
"We have everything."
“How doesn't it unite us? Same unknown. Same pain. Same fate. Yet we fight?”
“When your heart opens after being closed for a long time, spring feels different.”
“Yahweh is the uniting force. Social cohesion stems from it. It is not good or bad.”