“All living beings have actions (Karma) as their own, their inheritance, their congenital cause, their kinsman, their refuge. It is Karma that differentiates beings into low and high states.” – Buddha
“The pain you all feel is in me, too,” the man leading The Last Light shouted. Fierce cries bellowed throughout the dark mass, covered in mud and blood, tears blending with the muck. The sun was beginning to reappear from behind thick gray clouds, the spokesman summoning his most base emotions, which had completely overtaken him and the hundreds of exhausted men, women, and children following. “We have fought for ourselves, each other, and this planet with not only our bodies, but our souls!” Cracked and desperate voices chanted in support, assuring the opposition that the storm was far from over.
The landscape was barren, homes pummeled into fragments, and black smoke billowed from deep red fissures in the Earth. A fat man, sneering upon a throne of various skulls, rested comfortably behind a legion of identical armed soldiers, who waited patiently as one unflinching force.
“We’ve made it this far!” the leader of The Last Light cried as he marched toward the King of Ruin. “This pain, I want you to see that it is not real! Although we suffer here and now, eternally we are free from all despair!”
“Then why not die now and be done with it!?” The King of Ruin spat, his eyes pale and rotten teeth smashing together to form a sickle-like grin. His soldiers held their guns steadily at The Last Light; ready to fire upon humanity’s final hope, which approached, battered, as the sun turned maroon and began to set.
The leader of the wounded and limping mass stopped and smiled, then turned around to face his fellow fighters. The words split their way up his rib cage and tore free from his mouth, “Why do we endure!?”
The Last Light raised their chests and narrowed eyes upon the opposition, trembling with passion as night approached and their words rang thunderous, “Boomerang!” Their leader continued to smile, nodding his head up and down, turned to face The King of Ruin, and opened his arms.
“I know what I’m fighting for and what’s waiting for me. Do you know what’s waiting for you?”