Panea

Things were beautiful then. The air was clean and the grass green. Flowers held their own unique scent; jasmine, orange blossom and honeysuckle. The sun rose early in the morning and fell early night. The moon and stars were happily looking down upon us in the sky. You could even smell the lush, intoxicating aroma of the night and the subtle, alluring smell of dawn.

Humankind was once at peace. And it was truly an exquisite sight. Basic human values were preserved and exhibited by each human being. They were capable of putting to good use their free-will, and they did. They were humble and pure. Each and everyone abided by the government’s law, they were obedient to it and not one person questioned their authority.

But not all things end happily. Time and knowledge were turning them into monsters. Anyone with enough wit could see that they were not humans anymore. It was as if something turned horribly inside them; suddenly their minds were adulterated and corrupt. At the blink of an eye, they were at the brink of war.

And not even God could save them.