The people want to fix what is wrong but are scared of what they will do to them. The common man is scared of power; they will never take it for fear of what will happen if they do. The population is filled with feeble willed peasants who do not have the strength to stand up and fight. What hope do we have if even those with influence stand down and accept their fate?
We will die out and become carcasses, trampled over by those who label themselves Gods among men. They didn’t find out the secret to immortal life – the power was gifted to them.
But the Stars chose their Apostles poorly.
Manic, power-hungry and always ready for confrontation, they abuse their power and attack those that they were awoken to watch over and protect. Why would they do such a thing?
Because the human race deserves destruction.
We are so dampened down by our own failures and dark history that we have accepted our extinction. And why wouldn’t we? We are monsters and should be put down. And these Godlike Apostles are our saviours in bloodstained clothing.
They will wipe us out and we will close our eyes in bliss as they take off our heads.