>>5836740>>5836743>>5836745>>5836748You ask Life what he's done. He ignores you.
"You loved him so much. You loved the world so much. Everyone was always smiling... and happy. There were no bad people, only good people who made bad decisions. And no matter what... they would always find their way in the end. No one went without food. There was no war. And even with all that, you still asked infinitely more of them than you did him. Because you loved him.
But ever since you went away, the world has felt dingy and dirty. A place where there is more bad than good... where death is not a calm final breath but an orchestra of screams and eternal damnation to a river of blood.
I do not remember what it was like before. Not in my mind. But in my heart I do. We all do. We all know that things could be better than they are now, but that if they ever do get better we won't live to see it. But it has to come eventually... doesn't it? Something better? A return to form? In a universe where everything that can happen, will happen, it HAS to happen... right? Even if I don't get to see it?"
An oily black liquid begins running down the face of Life at an alarming rate, and he begins to sob. Is he crying?
>Talk to Life>Punish Life>Reward Life>Go do something else 