Walking
straight into the dark black mist. Each step carefully and slowly with perfect
timing. This tall old man with black dark hair with yellow highlights shining.
His left hand full of skull tattoos and small half finished cigarette located
between his index and the middle finger. His left leg made of plastic and his
right hand held over his crutch. Karma he yelled. This old man is also a part
of this apocalyptic destruction of the earth.
The exquisite sight of earth will never
be seen by anyone or anything naked eye. It has all been destroyed. By one
person, no one else than me. Now there is oxygen for no one, there are roads
waited to be driven on and there are houses left for humans to acquire not by
their remains. The splice of China and Russia's power
taken over by these Mutants.
Mutants which was believed to be surreal and are now alive just
because of me. Me an immortal bigots who created this Mortal living beings to
take over our world. They have gained all power from everywhere. No nuclear
power can stop this, no one or thing can or can we…
To
be continued
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