The day had finally arrived, the day that marked the end of time and the beginning of eternity. No one ever knew when the day would come, but it had always been inevitable. Earth lived on borrowed time. Every hour drew it closer to its final and inevitable destruction by the supreme being who sculpted the magnificent blue sphere.
The malevolent creator transformed into the righteous destroyer and set the world ablaze. His angels broke the seals and unleashed unimaginable carnage and destruction. The divine creator scorched, starved and sickened his sentient creations. It watched with detachment as all life was extinguished in a spree of destruction. God had created the earth and all its creatures with this day in mind.
It was part of a plan beyond the scope of human thought, its part of a divine play written on the pages of eternity. Only on humanity's last day did God step out from …