At first, there was only water. Everyone was drowning. They were so cold and wet that they gave birth to fire. But they lost control of the power. Burning bridges and buildings, the fire only grew bigger and stronger. At some point, the oceans of this world caught flames. And so the water boiled until there was nothing left. It has all evaporated into the skies. But the fire still thrived. Then came the rain. Killing the fire. And washing away the ashes, revealing our scars, and the depths hidden by the ocean. I wonder what’ll happen next.
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