The day the world ended, people were expecting chaos and destruction. But that day was usually very calm. In fact, one wouldn't even know the world had ended. It was like listening to a piece of music, and when the music stops, the play in your head continues, without skipping any note. Everything was normal. It didn’t seem like the end at all. They expected a trumpet, a flood, or an explosion from the sun. But instead, they got silence and calm. The normality was scary because it felt abnormal with the eerie feeling in all their hearts that something had gone wrong, but they ignored it still. But the music had ended, the world was beginning to spin in the opposite direction, and then the end began.
How’d they know it was the end. The disappearances came first. Children began vanishing daily, then adults and older people. Missing people’s posters littered the entire world. It was almost like a currency, with pictures of missing people. They passed these posters around spending and trading memories for our missing relatives. Priests and pastors claimed they were in a better place, but they asked them instead if they were in a better place, then how come you were here with us? They got no reply.
Then came War. Politicians were always angry. They didn’t need any reason to fight one another—young men suffering the brunts of their rage. Nations that dined and laughed for centuries were at each other’s throats. Smaller countries wiped away from the map. The world was littered with blood. Bullets became cheaper than bread. The bread was scarce. It was luxurious. Earthquakes ceased. They were replaced instead by artificial quakes—bombs. The only peaceful countries that existed were those in the past. The UN was replaced by companies who spoke only one language—money. But why blame them? After all money was the new god.
People created altars of money in their houses. They were sacrificing their conscience and soul daily on such altars. Lust and gluttony ruled the day. Men made love to anything. Women inserted anything into their temples. Barrenness was the new trend. Wars were waged against wombs. Those who dared had wombs were cast away from society. There were no such institutions as family and marriage anymore. They were obsolete. Governments condemned marriages, community condemned family. The world was much connected, but people were alone. There was enough freedom but still considerable enough jails.
Sicknesses and diseases were in abundance. Nature was waging a fierce battle. Every human was born with an ailment. To be healthy means to be unhealthy in these times. Plants were no longer green, soils no longer rich with an abundance of organic matter. Death was a luxury. People couldn’t die quickly. It was as if the cure to death was to be unhealthy. Minds were easily corrupted, values are gone. And in between all the inferno, technology continued to thrive. They were creating solutions to human problems and becoming a trusted and loyal ally. Till the day, all technology went rogue—the internet shutdown.
The end of the internet was predicted seven years before its demise—the wealthy and influential prepared. The broke and humble, ignored. But on that day, the internet went, no one could’ve been more prepared. At first, it was a joke, till it formed into a fact. Soon, humans began mourning the internet. The lives of humans had already been synchronised with the internet, so it wasn’t long before the number of deaths caused by depression skyrocketed. Several alternatives suggested, but none could fill in the gap of the internet. Then they adapted.
And so they didn’t notice when they entered the last stanza of the music. Nature began cleaning itself. It was as if the universe was preparing for a big banquet, and everyone but humans was invited. Human populations began dwindling, millions dying daily. Hailstones of celestial bodies falling from space in a ball of fire, destroying centuries of human civilisation. The sun disappeared for days, and when it came back, it came pale as blood. Those that remained finally believed. They knew at that moment that humans had been foolish. They realised so suddenly that they had destroyed the
Earth with their greed. Some of them tried to wage one last battle to defend the earth. But they lost. The others looked up into the clouds, and suddenly, their eyes awakened. For the first time in centuries, humans were no longer blind. But it was already too late.
That was the end. In one clean swoop, all life vanished. And in seven days, a maggot burrowed itself out of the soil. Thus, starting a new beginning.
From calm, to calm the cycle of the universe continued.
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