BitbrainAs the sun dipped below the horizon, casting long shadows across the decaying town of Avarin, the last survivor, Thomas, sat alone in his crumbling home. The once-thriving community was now a ghost of its former self, the once joyful laughter replaced by an eerie silence. The monstrous creature had consumed every last soul, leaving nothing but devastation in its wake.
Thomas, a man who once held a prominent position in Avarin’s industry, clutched his head in despair. He had been a part of the very system that nurtured the beast, blinded by greed and ambition. As his friends and neighbors fell victim to the creature, one by one, he had been unable to shake the shackles of his own selfish desires. Now, he was the last one standing, the weight of his guilt pressing down on him like a thousand stones.
He remembered the wise sage Silas, who had offered them a simple solution: all they needed to do was wish the creature away. A simple utterance of “I wish you were gone” would have banished the monster and saved the town. But the townsfolk had scoffed at the idea, too entrenched in their pursuit of wealth to recognize the true danger they faced. The thought of losing the very source of their fortune was too daunting, and so they had ignored the sage’s advice, sealing their own fate.
As darkness enveloped the town, the sinister presence of the creature grew more palpable. It was closing in on Thomas, its last remaining prey. With trembling hands, he struggled to form the words that could save him, but his throat was dry and constricted, as if the weight of his regrets was physically suffocating him.
With each passing moment, the creature’s presence loomed larger, its breath a chilling wind upon Thomas’s neck. He could sense the imminent end, his heart pounding wildly in his chest. And yet, he still couldn’t bring himself to utter the simple phrase that would save his life.
As the monster closed in, Thomas’s vision blurred with tears of regret. He knew that he had chosen his own fate and that the town’s destruction was the result of their collective greed and stubbornness. With his final breath, he whispered to himself, “If only we had wished it away.”
In that instant, the creature’s dark embrace engulfed Thomas, snuffing out the last flicker of life in the doomed town of Avarin. The silence that followed was a grim testament to the consequences of human folly and the destructive power of unchecked greed.
Those who choose money or politics over saving our children are as good as holding the guns themselves.
