God repented of the evil man committed. The former world was a regret, an earth filled with hopelessness and despair.
It was Bishop Aaron who predicted God’s mercy, the day the bombs would stop falling. The day is still remembered every year, the afternoon ash fell like rain from the skies. The thick dark smoke covering us with an endless night.
The church of Eden in Area five was the only building standing in the new world. The choir’s song welcoming a new beginning,
“The Mercy of God is endless
A million fell by my right hand
Two million more by my left
God is mercy”
Humanity had dwindled, a desert of people had become a handful. The radios had stopped working, the brunette reporter engulfed by the western explosion on live TV.
We were the last ones, alone in the church auditorium. Strangers bound by survival, no familiar faces or recollections of their lives before today. God handpicked his survivors. This was the last world, there would be no mistakes.
Bishop Aaron read out the only commandment.
“A life for a life”.
The only sin was ingratitude. God had promised a fair world from now on, whoever kills his brother loses his own life.
Once again, we were back in Eden.