The boy who saw the end.
It started out with silly yet vivid dreams, but soon after the dreams would haunt him even in his waking hours. He tried telling his parents, but his parents were just like all the other parents of little boys; too busy to really listen. They patted him on the head and told him not to worry about it.
IndentThen he decided to skip the middle man, i.e. his parents, and started writing letters to everyone he could think of that had anything to do with defending the country: the police, the army, even the president, but all to no avail - none responded.
IndentThen the worms came.
IndentThree of them. They just popped up, out of the ground, the size of 18-wheelers, and started eating everything in their path: cars, trees, people, even the ground itself. They were literally eating the Earth, like a chipmunk that nibbles at an oversized apple. And they were doing it rapidly, too.
IndentWithin weeks, entire holes had been eaten in the world. Thousands, perhaps millions had already perished, and the rest huddled in the places the worms hadn't reached yet, but everyone knew that it was unavoidable, the worms would reach even those corners of the Earth.
IndentThen word came out that there was a boy who had predicted this, and people en masse went to him, hoping that he would have an answer. He didn't, of course, but that didn't stop people from all over the world from seeking him out. Millions and millions of people came to him as the worms slowly but determindely ate the world around them.
IndentDespite the boy not having an answer, they started seeing him as their leader. They looked up to him, hoping he would turn out to be their hero. Over time they even revered him, made him their king, the king over an ever decreasing world. And in the end, when humanity was being eaten like that last piece of wood surrendering to the relentless flames of a fire, they deified him, and made him their God.
IndentBut only for several days, because that's how long it took the worms to eat what was left of our world, and themselves, and leave not a trace of humanity, just empty space.
IndentThen he decided to skip the middle man, i.e. his parents, and started writing letters to everyone he could think of that had anything to do with defending the country: the police, the army, even the president, but all to no avail - none responded.
IndentThen the worms came.
IndentThree of them. They just popped up, out of the ground, the size of 18-wheelers, and started eating everything in their path: cars, trees, people, even the ground itself. They were literally eating the Earth, like a chipmunk that nibbles at an oversized apple. And they were doing it rapidly, too.
IndentWithin weeks, entire holes had been eaten in the world. Thousands, perhaps millions had already perished, and the rest huddled in the places the worms hadn't reached yet, but everyone knew that it was unavoidable, the worms would reach even those corners of the Earth.
IndentThen word came out that there was a boy who had predicted this, and people en masse went to him, hoping that he would have an answer. He didn't, of course, but that didn't stop people from all over the world from seeking him out. Millions and millions of people came to him as the worms slowly but determindely ate the world around them.
IndentDespite the boy not having an answer, they started seeing him as their leader. They looked up to him, hoping he would turn out to be their hero. Over time they even revered him, made him their king, the king over an ever decreasing world. And in the end, when humanity was being eaten like that last piece of wood surrendering to the relentless flames of a fire, they deified him, and made him their God.
IndentBut only for several days, because that's how long it took the worms to eat what was left of our world, and themselves, and leave not a trace of humanity, just empty space.