Devil's advocate

The howling of the wind was telling of the threats hidden beneath the surface.

he looked up,dark hair swaying along the wind.

He saw nothing but the misery of his descendents,pride of the trampled,and anguish of the rich.

Nothing was going the way it was supposed to go.

World plunging into chaos.

flesh of the kin eaten.

Forsaken by the gods themselves.

It was all gone,hope of ever seeing the green nature and harmony again, all turned to dust as the last rays of sun bid his eyes farewell.

what will become of the world?
of the remaining humans?