In the desert, the sky was gray, and it felt lonely.
he walked alone endlessly searching for a place to live without loneliness.
"Another day… another wasteland," he muttered, voice low, almost swallowed by the wind.
He was sixteen, but moved with the caution of someone who had survived far longer than his years should allow.
suddenly he fell down, and saw a glimpse of a being who was like being powered by our solar system (the 9 planets).
he woke up, thinking was it a dream or reality, he saw a child on him (fell on him).
the child said sorry and went his way before he could say anything.
He was able to see the village up ahead, but he wasn't happy.
Just as he entered the main gate people saw him and started throwing tomatoes, potatoes, rocks, and more.
people shouted, "The blood! He carries it! The child of the destroyer!"
confused he said "Blood? Destroyer? What… what are you talking about?"
"Stop! I… I haven't done anything!"
the people didn't listen to his words
he dropped to his knees and cried "I… I'm alone…"
He stood up and started walking away in pain, his clothes torn and muttered loneliness is truly the highest form of pain.