I often claim to be God, but right now i feel more like the fallen angel than the supreme being. I might feel like God, but i hurt so much.
I've created a world that was perfect, but in the blink of an eye it all fell apart. My world was so perfect, i created man, and it was wonderful. I had some of the best times of my life. Then i created woman and that was equally awesome. Then i bought them together. It was so beautiful but it was short lived, Pandora's box and been opened. Someone had set fire to my Utopia and it was burning away, i could hear my people crying, screaming, asking why this had to happen but i could do nothing about it. I had to watch them die, i had to watch them hurt and suffer, all that pain and i could do nothing.
Fire, why fire? Why couldn't it be an earthquake? Why couldn't the earth just open up and swallow them? why couldn't they just disappear and vanish?
It was like my world had gone into slow motion just so that i could understand what i had done. I had to live it a thousand times over just so that i could feel a tenth of the pain that they had felt. The pain and the suffering that i had created...