Description
What is life? Why am I alive? Time and time again, I can't help but ask myself these questions. How come I am the survivor? What did I do to earn such a title? Peering through the mirror, I can only see the disappointment that I am-The haunting echoes of all my events past, present, and future running through my mind like a river, slowly but surely suffocating me. Who do I think I am to feel pity for myself? No choice but to keep moving forward, and perhaps God will forgive me for all the sins have committed. The world, our universe, is filled with so many mysteries we can't even fathom. The inexorable march toward oblivion draws near, and it's coming for every single one of you. You can run, you can hide, you can delude yourselves, but it's real. The cries of war have been heard loud and clear, the ancient prophecies shall be fulfilled, and as the final seconds slip away, every single one of you will feel our wrath. Then we wonder, in the face of impending doom, who will you beseech to rescue you from the impending abyss? Gangs - shootings - deaths. Deaths - shootings - gangs. It's a never-ending cycle.
Enter Zane.
