RestingTree

A man who became a god, for he had gained Karma through helping hundreds of thousands, if not millions, of people through the largest donation fund of the Twenty-First Century. He was known as a saint to many, while not officially a saint, he was acknowledged by the pope as a good man while he was alive, and couldn't be deemed a saint after death, for he had descendants, but sadly he didn't spends much time with them for he was always busy helping others. With his death, many in the living world mourned, while he himself, was more confused than anyone.

Im a Busy Man (Cancelled)

Yes, this is what must be done, life is supposed to be a flow, in every metaphor its a flow, you go with the flow, nature is always flowing, time flows, and rivers also flow,


....but anyone who knows how to survive knows, stagnant water is poisonous.


Why am I thinking like this? Have I always been so drastic?


It seems the power is really getting to my head subtly... but I've already said my words, and this society will kill itself if they stagnate, without progress an intelligent species is doomed to fail, and the best way to stimulate progress is war... a great war.. a world war.


I never made any angels or devils... but I think my two grandchildren will do just fine, a relationship where it cant be easily settled through negotiation, differing races, different out-looks on society, and a willingness to fight one another, it seems I will have to play with some lives to see how this goes.


With the gods now ordered, they should give there message to the popes soon of my anger or whatever they perceive it as, then like a dam, without the gods blessings there will slowly be cracks, the water will start to flow once again, and when the war starts...


They should start seeing those who predict the worst starting to try and make precautions, maybe even warn others of the doom to come,


A shadow of the continents appeared within the water below the balcony, two glowing dots were on the move away from eachother, the only two glowing dots on the entire map.. they will be the pieces that I use.


" I want one more thing... when your popes call for you, give a propechy at the end about a war, a great one that will include every race by the end. " 


The fear was realized to fast for the gods, I had already given a second order, this was what they feared and it happened to quickly. 


I draged my fingers in front of me over the shadow of the continents, and slowly the continents started gaining color, the demon and elven continent was coated a reflective obsidian black, white the human and beastmens continent were coated a glowing golden light, the fifth continent seemed to fade away.


And mysteriously the two golden dots seemed to head to these continents as they were lit up.


Angel seemed to be slowly tilting left even without her noticing while daemon could tell something was off but couldn't pin it down, but he felt like he needed to be somewhere. 


I could practically feel myself smiling from ear to ear, this isnt me... I dont feel right, I feel like I was supposed to be a certain someone at the start, but now Ive changed rapidly, unnaturally, its like having ultimate power at the tips of your finger leave you in a situation of desolation where the only enjoyment you can derive is by using others sense doing it yourself is to easy...


Now I see why people like being mischievious, because it is very fun, though I will make sure they live to see the end, or if they wish to die that is there choice, a frown slowly appeared on my face, in the end....


Internal Conflict