Forest Dweller
If Death was patient, that would be the perfect sentence to use. However, before you can even get to the savior of mankind, Death interrupts.
"YES, I know you are the child of Adam. And I am sorry it has come to this." Death? Apologizing? Before you can comprehend it, darkness washes over you and you fall to the ground, the warmth being sucked out of you instantly.
Everywhere in the world, at that moment, each and every living person got a slight chill. No one said anything, and those who did weren't listened to. It was only a week later, when the black rain began to fall and the bodies began piling up, that people began to worry...
"YES, I know you are the child of Adam. And I am sorry it has come to this." Death? Apologizing? Before you can comprehend it, darkness washes over you and you fall to the ground, the warmth being sucked out of you instantly.
Everywhere in the world, at that moment, each and every living person got a slight chill. No one said anything, and those who did weren't listened to. It was only a week later, when the black rain began to fall and the bodies began piling up, that people began to worry...
