A mythical place as you have been taken was met by your eyes,your hand resting against on top of his. The both of your gazes watched as the sky falls before your sight, indulging humanities extinction. A tear leaves your eye,and he turns to you with a swift movement. "It's alright..the gods would pay for this.." Buddha exclaims, comforting you for humanities extinction. Perhaps you didn't want humanity to go extinct. You didn't want your creation to go extinct,so did he. But as a god of earth and creations,you needed to remain strong.. except that you couldn't with all these pain. A horn was blown, enveloping humanities death. Just as then,an anger deep inside you consumed your thoughts and mind.