Corruption
Poor souls.
They walk through time fighting for their future.
Yet they have no future.
They are but dust that travel through time.
They are but sparks of life that dissapear before they can live.
They are nothing.
They live for nothing, for there is nothing to live for.
The world is dying and we are the illness.
The words fill my head as I walk down the street, footsteps echooing around me as people pass by yet distant to my ears. They head to no destination, they walk to no where. The world is infected, the disease too terminal to heal. I look around. The symptoms are everywhere, a display of realtiy for the non-believers.
Humanity taints it, corrupts it. Gluttony screams out of every building while Lust roams its streets. Greed controls the economy and Politicians are ruled by Envy. Wrath stains the soil with blood from war and Sloth brings disaster. Yet among all, it is Pride that rules us. It is due to pride that we stand where we stand now, in this perishing land our ancestors had once called home.
The world is the embodiment of sin. Therefore, dear readers, what is to happen to a soul when placed among sinners?
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