The world wanted to live. One might question that statement—posing the apathy of the universe as evidence toward the opposite, however know that the world is as living as you or I. It lives on through a voice—a human chosen to speak the world. Since the very beginning of existence the world chooses humans to act on itself since humans were the world's most favorite creatures—the very first that had been directly inspired from itself. Humans and their relationship with the other species would always be a frayed one—war, strife, plague, famine, these issues would always exist. They existed when humanity went to Sayar, as well.

There was a long period of human suffering at the start of the twenty second century, several humans who couldn't adapt to their surroundings began to lash out at anything different than themselves—racism bore it's ugly face and genocide latched onto the population like a sickness. Sometimes, the single strike of a match can burn through the infestation and clear with a clean slate. Through fire, nature is reborn whole. Fire isn't just an instigator for fresh beginnings, it is sometimes used as an inner motivation—described as a willpower to keep going, even if fire threatens to burn everything around you to the ground. Who is to say the fire is right for burning, or the parasite for existing? Sometimes the world isn't always right.

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