The End

Friday, May 20, 2016.

It's the end of the world.

The echoing laugh vibrantly and insanely rang once more throughout the flaming city as Nova float above, watching every move the citizens made below. Causing more destruction, he chuckles maniacally. He then looks at the item in his hand, and remembers why he's here. He thinks out loud.

Nobody paid mind. Everybody was too busy hiding or running.

The citizens were filled with more fear. Some tried to evacuate, but Nova made sure to keep an eye on them when they tried.

Nobody can stand up to him.

Nobody's even tried.

It is truly the end of the world.