The brother and his big sister looked onwards. The ground was bare and not even the smallest traces of green were present. The only things related to life the eye could see were dried bones and the dried carcasses of animals, forced to starve with no traces of food. The earth was a dull gray and the oceans were similar. It looked more like mud than the blue eye candy it once was.
That wasn't to say the world looked completely dreadful. The night sky was as beautiful as ever, so thankfully it wasn't all changed for the worst.
“Sister, where are we?” The little brother asked. Just like his sister, he possessed blonde hair and blue eyes. And skin that possessed a bright radiance similar to his sister's. Likewise, he possessed just as many wings.
“This is the realm of our predecessors, the humans.”
He looked up to his sister and looked around. With his gaze, he could see far beyond the limits of any human.
“That's…Improbable.” Satan answered.
“Is that so? Do tell your reasoning, child.”
“Based on the memories previously held within my body, the earth should not look like this.”
He bent down and dug his hand into the dirt beneath him. He felt it in his hand before letting the dull-looking sand pour out of his hand.
“There's no life within it. Not even a presence of the most microscopic lifeform. That's impossible by any metric.”
“Do you not retain the memories of what caused this?” His sister asked.
Satan looked up to his sister with a blank expression. She stared into his eyes before giving a gentle sigh.
“I now see your confusion. If you're curious, you can ask the creator for an explanation. I can only recall vague bits and pieces of what happened.”
“Sister, I hoped you could fill the gaps but it seems you have little in the way over your younger brother other than your gender.”
She slapped him in the back of the head.
“Ow.”
“Do not back-chat your sister without expecting consequences. Just know a great war happened here and our Lord stood atop all other gods.”
She fixed her hair and straightened her garments before continuing to walk the wasteland.
835 days later
They walked in nothing but silence during all this time. But with their sense of time, it seemed like a short walk down the road rather than over 2 years.
They stood in the middle of a city that, although weathered, was no more than one hundred years old. It looked no different than a Roman city of the past, with buildings of marble the only things populating the once bustling city.
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“Sister, can a war really get rid of all life on this planet? I remember the organisms of this world being quite resilient, with those humans being the most resilient of the macro-organisms that walked this earth.”
She pointed up.
Satan looked and saw the night sky. The stars, constellations and various cosmic phenomena were laid bare in the sky, for anyone to see.
“What of it?”
“Is it not odd to you, that it has only been night for the past few years?”
“...”
The boy thought about how it was supposed to be. “I see. It took you quite a while to mention that fact sister.”
“I swear to our father, I don't believe the creator was finished with you before he tasked me with showing you the previous world.”
“I believe a good sister would help to enlighten their younger sibling instead of throwing harsh words.” He responded.
They blankly stared at each other before Lucifer threw a slap to the boy's face.
“But if you want to see for yourself why no one can survive, your sister shall help you.”
She placed her hands on his cheek and brought her forehead to his.
“Now trust your sister and let her manipulate your mind.”
He felt his body slowly change and felt the air disappear from his lungs. No, did he even have air in his lungs in the first place?
He looked down at his feet and saw his toes begin to decay before coughing up blood that stained the grey road beneath him.
He began spasming on the floor and frothed at the mouth before his body became limp.
His sister pulled back her head and pinched his cheeks.
“That is how it feels to be a human in the desolate world. The curse of many gods has left it inhabitable for weaker beings. In addition,”
She pointed upwards to a dark hole in the night sky.
“Tell me, what does it mean if I tell you that object is the moon?”
Satan looked up and thought back to the absence of the dark hole at the start of their journey.
“So the sun too, is gone.” He answered.
“Correct.”
Days were passing, but without the sun, the concepts of night and day were meaningless.
“Cursed by the gods and a world with no sun. I can see why the creator wanted us to replace humanity.”
He turned around and looked at a nearby building.
“But if life has gone extinct in every capacity, what is that man that has been following us? An anomaly? The creator?”
Lucifer pinched his cheek and the only thing the boy could do was pout as he rubbed it.
“Do not associate our father with such a repulsive figure. Pay him no mind, that is one of the many gods that now roam this realm without a people.”
The figure exited the building and Lucifer grabbed Satan's hand and quickly walked off.
But no matter how many steps they took, they never lost him. With an exhale of annoyance, Lucifer decided to humour the old man and stopped. To truly show Satan the world, he would eventually have to meet one of them.
A god of the old world.
