The Day Death Will Reveal Herself

Woven from ignorance. Knitted together by the threads of arrogance. When those who invent reach their peak, a wave of blood shall wipe the world clean. Like cloth cleanses gear of dust, this plane shall be cleansed of those allseeing but unseeing. When man rejects the rules set before, a new limit shall emerge. The clouds will part, emerging the hand of end. With a single touch, all life will be cut. Those who are, those who will, and those who have, all will see their thread cut.

Despite this fate, not all may be lost. A timeless soul shall emerge. One of powerlessness. One who embodies weakness, embodies failure. When this soul meets the strong, powerful, sincere, and goes where no being has ever gone before, when reaching for a peak beyond that they stand upon, even she will fall before their feet. a mere thread, defeating the puppeteer. Ignorance and arrogance turning into confidence, only then, that what will be taken shall be restored.