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Requiem

Failed plan

By Dylan BestPublished 4 years ago 5 min read
True Alone.

"are you really doing this?" a man asks. "yes" a person responds

"you are just joking right...., right?" the man asks. The silence is deafening.

"YOU CANT DO THIS!" The man pleads

"don't think for a second you can stop me" he yells. Another man steps out from the shadow lighting a cigarette. his face glows orange from the the flame of the cigarette.

"righteousness" the man scoffs. "powerful men's weakness" "You really cant feel any emotion towards humans can you...they are like rats, no. You don't even see them as living things. they are just objects that yell at you to do this do that aren't they? You do as they say so they don't fear you, but they do. They are terrified of you because they know one day you are gonna snap and kill us all. You first appeared as our savoir curing cancer, blindness fixing the god dam Ozone layer something pulled straight from the pages of the bible, hell even with you telling the world that religion was a lie to control people and create a society. they don't listen, do they? They call you god's gift to humanity but you are the end to humanity's story." the man begins to laugh. The god stares at the man with no expression.

"I came to this planet for my own motives like you said, your people fear me because they don't understand me. they want to know every little detail about me, where I am from, why do I do the things I do. You people think you are entitled to the universe. To be completely honest with the both of you I'm happy with my choice to hide on this planet until I could lure them here. you people profit on the ones below you. You dislike you own species because of the different shade of their skin, you destroy your own planet to earn a profit but who cares right? in 70 years you would be dead so what's the consequences." the god begins to chuckle. "your whole universe life span will be a mere second in my world.

"we can change" the man pleads once again.

"are we done here?" the god responds. "I gave you both the opportunity to say your peace, but we all know that wouldn't change a thing. Your planet is forced to sacrifice its self for a cause you will never know or even comprehend. Worlds who help each other and grow together and not against each other will be free. I gave your planet a good 5 years with no unfair illness or disabilities, I stayed out of your little politics I didn't harm any life on this planet and i wont, i am simply putting you in front of the gun." The god lets out a sigh. "there is no place to go once you die, be with the ones you love, enjoy it. The God leaves the old wood cabin and beings to lift of the ground peacefully and begins to fly towards the Earths atmosphere. He crosses his legs and lays his arms out, letting himself drift through Earths rotation. "I guess Caesar is relaxing today" the news reporter says as they cut to footage of the god floating in space with out a care. The news report then switches to a man behind a typical news team desk demanding Caesar help out with the on going war on drugs. "he can snap his fingers and poof Cancer, Aids and Alzheimer's and all the other forgotten curses disappear but he cant fly on down to Mexico and kill-" the man quickly corrects himself "and get rid of the drugs.. Is this your god? cause he is sure ain't mine." Caesar begins to slowly open his eyes and stare off into the abyss of space. he feels the warmth of the sun on his face. He thinks to himself "maybe they can change...But they wouldn't believe I went to an dormant planet i had to chose a planet to sacrifice i had chose what planet to commit genocide on. His cocky self will come alone with his second in command to show that he can kill the mighty Caesar... what did they call me...oh yea... the bringer of life and destruction. The only god of destruction that worked with god of creations since the war of Madageth. Caesar smiles at the sight of the darkness of Earth becoming light from the sun. Its been 5 days 13 hours and 28 minutes since Caesars final talk with humanity. Caesar is still floating around the Earth with his arm behind his head still wearing the same clothes from the first day he arrived on Earth. He thinks back to when he spoke with the world for the first time, one the questions was if he ever washes his clothes or owns a shirt. He remembers answering with a chuckle "I actually don't own any other pairs of clothes, these black plants are a family heirloom and so are the shoes. I don't wear a shirt because it would hide my uhhh you know" he points to the black think lines running across his chest they swirl around his arms leading to a strange pattern on his chest "well i guess the closet thing would be a tattoo but it's not quite one." Caesar once again stares off into the abyss of the never ending space just waiting for the End.

"Well Well Well what a pretty planet you have here" a deep croaky voice says. Caesar in mere second slams his fist into this being.

"How Primitive " the being says while he opens his hand and begins to point towards the Earth then proceeding to close them and just like that the Earth's core explodes within the instant of the hand motion.

"WHERE IS HE" Caesar Demands screaming as chunks of the once Earths flies past him and the other being of destruction. The God Begins to laugh.

"Expecting him where you? he sent me to acquire your head. He begins another disgusting laugh.

"Damn it!" Caesar screeched "this wasn't apart of the plan"

"did you really believe we wouldn't find your little planet"

"no I counted on it. I just wanted to bring the big guy to me and away from the rest of you freaks but second in command will have to do."

"what are you doing" the god Squeals. Caesar eyes begin to glow within a mere blink hundreds of thousands of Suns Appear but these aren't any typical suns. Each individual sun are as large as the universe. The deep dark black space turns white.

"how-HOW ARE YOU DOING THIS YOU ARE A DESTROYER NOT A CREATOR" the god screams seconds away from feeling the most amount of power ever shown in the OmniVerse.

"im no destroyer or creator." those where the last words the second in command to the being trying to take control of the OmniVerse heard.

The light fades away as the suns finish destroying themselves. Not a single star is out there only darkness awaits Caesar.

"back up plan for our back up plan has failed" Caesar says.

~End

By Dylan Best

Young Adult

About the Creator

Dylan Best

I live inside my head creating stories and characters.

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