There are less than 15 people in this world. The one with the gun controls the rest. As they remain under his command he is glorified by some and hated by the others. With such mixed opinions no revolution is possible.
There are 5 people left in this world. Some died of old age while others were shot in an attempt of mutiny. Four work, he commands. His commands make everything easier for him, his slaves condoling his every need.
There are 2 people remaining in this world. The underling decided to rebel by refusing to carry out any orders. The overlord so corrupt, and angered, killed his last remaining servant. The king was now alone. His heart grew bitter and cold at the realization of such loneliness. Day after day more sorrow and self-hate developed.
Everything of this world was in his possession Nothing of this world was in his possession The dictator fell down into the pit of despair. Back on the ground, the president lie down. His eyes set on the sky. The sky was a war of darkness and light. Slowly, but surely, the darkness consumed the last bit of light. The only hope that remained for the light was the Moon who shined brighter than ever. The Moon is a traitor, however; The Moon leads the darkness even though it shared qualities of the light. As the darkness enveloped his bitter soul, he lifted the gun with his hand. The moonlight glimmering on the grim killing machine used to produce fear and power. The item that made our hero who he was, his climax and defeat. The mouth of the gun put to the God's head. The despair soon to be released, a tear fell from its left eye. With weak hands the trigger was embraced. The parent didn't cringe, only accepting his descension to Hell. When no bullet was sent to his brain, a final cry was let out. He remained there for the rest of time, through many wars where the light won, and many wars where the darkness would overcome. His strength began to wane. Your G-d lie there until all of his power ran away to seek forgiveness. His last bit of power was taken, and time was over. No more wars and no more leaders. No more power, it is all no longer needed. Existence faded.
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