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“The birds are singing, the grass is dancing along with the
wind. What is not good about it?” I asked.
“You see this naiveness of yours… makes you ignorant to
the world.” As he snapped his fingers, the peaceful green field
around me started to change color to that of a bloody red field. The
birds were shot by hunters, the grass was cut. Buildings rose
everywhere, and the atmosphere turned chaotic… I ran and run
and run. But it seemed like there was no end to those people with
only their own desire.
“This is a true paradise,” said the masked boy. “The world
where you follow your own desires.”
“This is not paradise. This is obviously hell, you demon!”
“If I am a demon then… aren’t you one?”
Questions and doubts burst into my head. If humans follow
their own desires then are they truly evil? Or do they just do
something they feel is right? The answer to life has never been
answered, and it never will be answered... But then… who is right,
and who is wrong? Who is good, and who is evil? How can we
know any of this when everyone is human and shares the same
bloodline. How can we be judged if we are all the same?
Roid, as he lost himself in his thought, fell into darkness. He
collapsed to the ground and was absorbed into mother earth The
masked boy smirked creepily and whispered to himself, “Finally.”
“Welcome to the news report. We report fresh news.
Yesterday there was a series of murders at the Nominan secondary

