how could we have been so blind!?
They are so much greater than us, they are god's and we are merely beasts...
why did we put ourselves under their ruling? Why did we involve ourselves in the battles of gods?
In our faith we praised them, we made wows of dedication, of obedience! And why? For naught! We are not his children, we were not made in his image! We have seen his face! We have seen his angels as they descended from the skies!
Our empty wows... they cared not for wows or sin! They cared naught for who sinned or prayed, they saw not sorrow, they saw not regret, their cold, black eyes, their beautiful faces, their forms like steel and stars... they were beyond perfected, and yet they were deaf to our pleas...
we fought, we fought a god! Our foolish, beastly brains fought back. Our guns were useless, our blades were useless, our bombs and man-made horrors paled before these monsters! They died, and yet they killed us, the earth burned the sky burned... the oceans themselves burned...
and yet, among us there were creatures unlike we had ever seen. Men with arms like spiders, beasts, snarling beasts that died for us, women whose arms spouted fire and whose eyes ran of cleansing tears, and giants, giants made from the rock itself. They fought, and as they died they looked upon us, and the sorrow in their eyes were endless, for they could not protect us, and we had forgotten their names, and because of that, they were no match for the blazing angels. And as the sky burned his face were always watching, his maddened, calm, hateful face killed the weak, and made the strong whimper for their mothers.
We were but beasts, and to them we were nothing but meat...
and thus the world burned, and we died, even we who survived died, for as our god returned to heaven, we were left in hell...

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