Prologue
There are two types of people in this world: those who are desperate to live at rock bottom and those whose lives are far easier at the top. From the depths of a bitter war, a brief period of peace offers a short respite from the bloodshed. But the shadow of conflict creeps in again, threatening the tenuous truce and heralding new violence. As tensions mount, it is only a matter of time before the next catastrophe erupts, plunging the world into a new season of strife and despair.
"HOW DARE YOU SAY THAT! When you're the reason for all of this."
"YOU WERE NEVER BE MY MOTHER! NEVER WILL AND NEVER WILL BE!"
They say that when hate consumes us, we are blinded from the truth, afraid of what will see, and regretted it when the time comes. It was an era of peace, but such peace is hard to achieve. A peace that was so hard fought was shattered by a single incident.
Ah why is mankind so hard on themselves? Why are they so hard to love? But who do you even fight for? Is it for humanity's sake? Or are you fighting for yourself? How I wish to know Nithya.