Before I begin, I just wanted to apologize, because I am not very good at writing. But I was inspired today, and worked hard to write this, so here it is. If you like it, comment so that I will continue. THIS MEANS READ IT AND COMMENT! FAVES DO NOT COUNT AS MOTIVATION FOR ME TO CONTINUE!
In the year 3098, the worst we had imagined for our deaths had come. The human race, feeding on its fear and vices, hiding from itself, and constantly afflicted by our selfishness and personal insanity, did not die fast. No, our fate was worse.
Piece by piece, an unknown force, the previous god was slowly dissolving. Its final days filled the humans with an odd suspicion that something was up. Once it dissolved, humans began to simply drop, pass on, and dissolve into their heavens and hells. People's minds had become dependent on the constant support of the god against madness, and now they simply could not go on.
However, there were those whose minds had not become acquainted to the addiction to support. Children for the most part. Children whose lives would forever be changed by the insanity that spread across time as water spreads across stone.
But as the world turned on itself to preserve those able to recollect and reflect, god made his final musings count. In his final moments within the confines of time and space, he voted that any who should survive be eligible to end the madness and become god. All that he/she would have to do was find the fragments of a jewel, god's soul incarnate.
The only problem was that only a select few children survived.
And who wouldn't kill for the chance to be a god?