A stupid and pointless fight. Let them die among the fallow fields of death and doom. One thing this world does is spread death and horror. To be alive is to fear that you will be next. While the gods see all, know all and watch all, the sons of man have no god to be afraid of. They are ignorant and they are scared. I have seen them too. They will fight each other for power and honor and treasure. The gods laugh.
The rest of the world will continue to laugh as the dying of life on Earth continues. Our world, our beautiful, lovely world will shrivel and shrink and boil. The parasites will have all the water and all the oxygen. All the fish will be gone from the oceans. The skies and the ground and the fields will be filled with with the dung and carcasses of the sons of man. All the places where there were once life will be glutted with rotting flesh and evil. In time, all of the evil will have collected into a great shadow and evil will have possessed it. It will know only darkness. For all of this is the time of great death and destruction.
It is the hour of the owl. Death God roars and cries to the heavens. The birds screech and fly away. Death God rises and he takes the dead to the afterlife. He seals them away and cries out again. The earth and sky are caving in all around. A great, dark wave is on the horizon and it is full of hate. The earth trembles as the terrible screams of death and destruction roar across the land. The sons of man must prepare. There is a great battle ahead. The end of the world is coming.
Chaos Jester! Death God sounds so scary! But when does he come?