Chapter 1097: Responsibility

Azief remembers something. 

One night, when he was in his room, he heard crying. It spooks him. It was late at night and he knows his neighbors are not home

The sound of crying eerily sounds like a baby crying for help. 

And that is even more terrifying. 

Why would a baby cries so hard? And why could he hear it?

The sound of the baby crying is so close to his window that it felt like someone left a baby outside the house, and put it near the wall of his room

But then he heard meowing. 

Only then he remembers that cats sometimes do cry at night and this cry sounded a lot like a baby crying.

Caterwauling, that's the term

He checks on his phone the reason why cats cry at night. 

One of the reason is that it is hungry. 

Of course, it is not recommended to give food to this cats because this would only encourage such behavior in the future

But the thing is these cats are not his cats. 

These are stray cats that usually come to his house area. Sometimes, Azief would throw some of the food to them if he saw them

Azief could be cold to people. 

But to animals, they are just something about them that tugged his heartstring. Maybe, because he felt guilty of something he did to a bird in the past

Or maybe it is because animals are very honest in their wants and needs. He wanted to take care of the cat.

But, then he halted. Because the house he is living in, is not his house. It is his parent house. And they made it very clear, that even his existence is burdensome to them

Every grain of rice he east, every breath he takes, he is constantly being reminded by them, that he owes all of it to them

And they would not let him forget it

The only area that he could feel at ease with is his small room that is given to him. 

Other than his room, the toilet, the bathroom and the kitchen, he spends most of his time only in his room

Because he is not welcomed in the house. He might be born as their son, but he sure as hell not treated like one.

And so, he knows that he could not take those cats. And then he thinks of himself. At that time, he suffers from a few health complications.

He had depression (resolved by his own will, because God knows that there is no infrastructure for mental health in Malaysia), he had gastritis and a few skin problems

Most of his stomach problem is caused by the few time that he had to starve. 

Of course, his parents allowed him to eat but each time he eat rice in that house of his, looking at their eyes that makes him feel like he owed them for each grain of rice, how could he eat with ease?

Thinking about all of this, and all of the expenses that he needs just to make sure that he could live good enough, how could he thinks of trying to adopt the cat and take care of it to?

He thought about all of this and the more he thought about it, the more he felt that he could not be responsible for it

He fears of taking something that is alive and instead of helping it, he fears that he would only add on to their suffering and pain

That is the same reason why he did not interfere in the world matters before. 

But Pandikar made him understand that when he is sitting at such heights, not doing anything is doing a lot of things

The only one who could establish order at that times, was only him. And if he did not want to establish such order, people would keep challenging him

Because that is the will of the people. 

Death, desolation destruction. 

Before the Fall, there were so many people in the world chanting for wanting the world to be destroyed. 

That they have no faith in humanity anymore. Let the world be done. Bring the flood. Let the day of reckoning comes

Erase the population so we could have more resources. Let us wage war and destroy the world. Who cares about kids dying and being killed in some war-torn countries?

What do we care about people being systemically being neutered so that no new generation could be born?

Who cares about some ethnic group in another side of the world suffering because they are not of the same color and race as we are?

People see all of this and we could see the worse humanity could offer. The ugly part of us and we think that the world should be destroyed

Let the world be damned! 

People wanted anarchy, unlimited freedom, and some wanted to watch the world burns. They find no meaning in their life.

War is the affairs of old men fattening their pockets while the young brainwashed into believing that they were protecting their country when all they do is dying for the corporations and those old men and women in the high ivory towers

Politics is the distortion of the truth, the process of dividing the people so that one could vote for the party that would oppress them for a few years before alternating with another party that would oppress them later. 

The more divided they are the better. 

Labels will be created and they would become more divisive. Because when the people fights each other all the time, they would forget who their true enemy is. 

As long as the people are fighting each other, they would not have time to fight against the ruling class, whether that be politicians, corporation or kings and queens.

The more distortion the better. The media would give you so much information that you don't know which one is the truth or not

Any news is colored by a political agenda when it should have been neutral, any column seems to be affected by personal politics

This is the world before the Fall. 

On the seat in front of their computers, they wished for wars to never end, for the world to be destroyed, for a race of people to be annihilated

And some people believe that the world should just be done

Humanity had a good run. Let it end now. Humans divided themselves more and more each year 

There is always a new way to divide themselves. 

But when the world was really on the edge of destruction, when humanity is on the brink of extinction, they want order. 

They want stability, safety and only a few of those people truly wanted the world to burn

When war really come to their doorstep, only then they recognize what hell is war really is. 

They truly experience fear, pain and for the first time, those people who glorify destruction and pain truly saw destruction and pain and find out that they really did not want such thing to happen

A child born in a peaceful time chanting for war had never experienced war before and once he experienced such thing, such senseless death and killing, of a battle for humanity itself, then one no longer wanted to fight in wars 

But still, they have to fight because it is no longer just a war but a battle for survival. Battle after battle, war after war and only then people know that liberty is not as good as life

You have to live first before you could enjoy any liberty

The Fall begins with the battle of the monsters. 

When the monsters had been pacified in certain regions, powerful men and women rises up becoming warlords and they fought for influence and territory. 

They fought for resources as they wanted more than the other warlords

War again and again with the already diminishing human population. And then a few brief moment of peace happens. 

But then war would find its ugly head rearing up to go again

And people are sick of it. 

But then Azief rose to the top. He defeated the World Government not once but twice. His reputation is high as the sun.

Yet…...he did nothing with it. Sitting passively on his dark throne in Pandemonium. And people keep fighting

And as such at that time, if Azief did not establish order, the whole world would fight him. 

It does not matter that he is stronger than most of them. 

People would die to try to bring him down. Because he does nothing. And by doing nothing, a lot of thing happens.

And so Pandikar death, taught him many things. 

It changes the way Pandemonium interacted with the world. 

Pandemonium interacted with the world like Death monarch interacted with the world. Because Pandemonium would always follow the will of Death Monarch

Now, the world is in chaos again. 

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