life on earth went on as always on this day. nothing special nor out of order. new life was birthed in the thousands, deaths followed close behind. people went to sleep, others ate while others were killing or being killed. the morbid nature of human existence ignored by many and unknown by more. millions prayed to gods who didn't listen or didn't exist. all that which was normal for one but not the other ended on this day.
the existence of balance has been observed through out the ages, the yin and yang, night and day, life and death, good and evil ,but when this balance is tipped there will never be any good to come from it. but this beginning or rather the end had nothing to do with the balance of this world, this tiny little insignificant planet, no this story begins with the will of the universe seeking balance.
simply put the universe is divided into two, concepts we tend to group together split into two faction balancing the nature almost perfectly. if the balance is lost the law of the universe mends it. one side held, good, light, angles, gods, peace all that we hold to be right. the other held darkness, evil, demons, devils, war, pain all that we hold to be wrong.
the repercussions of a war that was fought far away, hit earth in the form of the will of the universe.
Ren a man of just 21, like he usually did everyday was having lunch at the Chinese restaurant near his college at exactly 1 in the noon. he had a book in his left hand a fork in his right. his eyes never left the pages as he ate one piece or meat after another. his attention not disturbed by the shouts of hawkers nor the droning of traffic, he was used to all the noises the surrounding threw at him.
BOOM!
this noise, this bellow, this sound so intense it shook him to the core his heart jumping to his throat as the latest piece of meat flew out of his mouth. following the shockwave the sound causes was a wave of silence as everyone looked up at the heavens. the once clear cloudless blue sky now was tainted with a huge scar of pure darkness. the scar had no end stretching out into the horizon. Ren walked out into the street and like everyone around him gazed up into the sky. fear is the only word that could describe his feeling, not a hint of curiosity, the huge scar inspired fear from the bottom of his heart. no one moved paralysed by its sight.
then it began, streams of darkness descended from the scar, millions upon millions rushing towards the ground. no one knew who was the first to run, thousands running for cover into building like insects. Ren recovered from his trance and ran back into the restaurant, deep inside he knew it made no difference, there was no running from what was happening. he kept an eye out looking through the window, he saw the streams descend. there were still hundreds on the road running in a panic, trampling on the ones who had fallen. within seconds the streams reached the ground.
he didn't know what they were, one stream after another reached the ground and didn't stop. Ren watched in shock as one stream after another entered into people seeping into them through all the orifices. horrified at the screams of pain he turned and bolted into the kitchen to find safety. as soon as he pushed open the door he felt a searing pain on his back. and then his head was enveloped by a pitch black gas. as it entered into his body through his eyes ears and mouth his body felt like it was on fire. what followed was darkness.