Slowly she stood up, and looked to the sky, while still chanting, before disappearing from her location.
A lonely old man could be seen standing within a destroyed city, that was covered in the corpses of strange creatures, and countless streams of their blood that slowly formed a small river that flowed all over the city that was over a thousand miles wide. Due to the degree of damage to the corpses, their species could not be determined from sight. The old man stood at their center, covered in blood, chanting in sadness.
He was dressed in a blue shirt that was already dyed red in blood. Even his gold colored shorts, was also drenched red, as he stood there in sadness. Tears could be seen streaming from his blood red eyes, as his blood red hair flew wildly in the cold wind.
"My brother, Blood Heaven, you must have caused this haven't you?" The old man slowly stated, in between chants of sadness. He then looked around at the blood that flowed all over the city in small streams, and thought to himself. 'My Divine Father…Sorry. My family has forsaken you and my people. The people we were born to protect.'
Tears started falling from his blood red eyes in larger volume, after finishing his thoughts. He then closed his eyes, yet tears still fell down his cheeks. He even started to quiver in sadness as he stood there, chanting.
'We will forsake you again my Divine Father. But please forgive me of my sins. You may end the life of this child of yours in the future if you wish.' He thought to himself in grief and guilt.
He spent the rest of the day standing there chanting in depression. Desperately trying to figure out when he and his family went towards the wrong direction in life, but yet couldn't accept the conclusion he kept arriving at.
"It wasn't my fault, Divine Father. It wasn't my family's fault either...' He occasionally thought to himself in sadness as he stood there, for the rest of the day, feeling overwhelming sorrow and guilt.
"Kskjf ljl4l fslk soerejt….." A sorrowful chant echoed in the heart of another old man, dressed in a blood colored gown, that was tied by a golden sash at his waist. The old man had blood red colored eyes, and also long, blood red hair that cascaded down his shoulders.
The old man was lying down on a grass-straw bed while being served strange blood colored fruits shaped like almonds by two women dressed in red, grass straw dresses, who looked at him with fear. The old man was currently within a large grass-made building that was cone-shaped like a hut.