The world in front of me was covered in flames. I could hear screams of people as they were running in fear. It was as if the world I know and love was about to end, and what was in front of me was death and destruction.
The towns and villages had been wiped out, and the cities had been destroyed. Monsters and demons ran amok in the cities, and the last remaining human population was cornered.
'If that isn't the end of the world, what is?'
The houses were burned along with people, and the ones alive were starving to death. Women and children were begging for their lives, praying that someone would show up someday and save them. But that was just empty hope. There was no one coming; there was no tomorrow for them.
'Is this what they call the era of chaos? Is it when the strong fight against each other while weak become casualties? Is it when there is no light at the end of the tunnel?'