How has my creation fell so deep. Time and Time again I try to wipe out the plague but they would always rise up and repopulate like rats. They slaughter other creations not giving a damn about the blood they have on their scrawny hands. They began losing their purpose and began destroying my best creation, Their world. Time never grow short for them for they always come back and continue their devastation on this Earth. I begin questioning what I did that could have warranted this disease to happen then I discovered it. The elements I gave to them the gifts that I thought would benefit them and I greatly have turned to be my worst mistake. The souls of my creation, forgive me, they lost their will to live and have numbed themselves to their artificial false lives. Men have become very big and strong for me to wipe them out to stop this plague. Every passing second the things that are suppose to help my best creations turn to mere materials to be thrown out. Have these monsters lost their will and purpose of existence on this Earth? I detest what they do if only I could stop them though it might be to late for that. They lost their sense on the issues that destroy what makes them alive to face their own petty personal issues. Though they slowly destroy themselves but at a price a very destructive price. Many species have formed within one species and sought to kill one another for an artificial desire and want. Humanity was something I could see as a great testament if my power but soon became my gravest mistake I could ever make. One day I look at the Earth and noticed a ball floating around it. I wanted to see and realised humans have somehow found a way to walk into the forbidden lines. My long after this discovery that I realised they started to infect the moon and dissect it from it's resources and made homes there. What have I done? was this an error or flaw in my creating process of this thing? Or was the is the fault of another? no this was my fault my burden I did this my pain my suffering in. I weep that the millions of years I spent building a great home for my creation. Turned out to be a great host for their parasitic desire for power and wealth and they begin to suck it dry from their holes and cracks and crevices. These humans were great from the start they praised my they did their everyday task of keeping the world in check for me. But centuries past and they have lost their faith in the Gods and focused on their want. I could never answer the question of the humans if they really love their life so much that they turned their backs on me and looked to the earth and it's resources I placed there. Years have I tried to erase my creation for years have I ignored their false wails, weeps, and cries for my help for years have I murdered millions be it guilty or innocent they all have died under my swift motion. Others like me have great and beautiful world's. I made the mistake of giving mine a chance to start to this day I should have left them there. The water, oil, animals, and so many more are about to be erased. Though I have something they don't know. The ability to create something immediately something that will take humans years to do. There's a creature creeping deep in the abyss and caverns of the darkest waters. As of now it devours anything that is sees but in one incident it rose up and ate a quarter of the "False continent" something I wanted but could have created a conflict and the secret would break. I could not let this happen my creation will hide and wait for the best time to strike. The best time would come if the humans became too deep into their desires that they would not discover until its too late. This disease will be ridden from earth in a destructive and brutal way to show them what pain they have placed on earth. This will become my new greatest creation for humanity outlived and killed it's purpose and replaced it with their desires and personal deeds and lost faith in the Gods and I. May the gods forgive me for the task that will surely become one of my best choices I made in this realm. Destroy Humanity as they have willingly do so on where they stood.
We have down so much to the earth that it turned to an industrial wasteland of spot and rotting flesh. Mother nature would not stand for this she has a plan.
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