There would be chaos.
The streets would be flooded with bodies.
The rivers would run red with blood.
Children would sleep on beds made of the bones of the dead.
The world would burn down.
I would send the people who hurt those i love running for their lives.
Your so called society would collapse.
If i could make a change i would be a god. A sick god.
YOU ARE READING
my descent into madness
Randoma collection of experiences that have made me who i am today, for better or worse? ill let you decide
