[centre][h1][color=9e0b0f]War[/color][/h1][/centre]
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War had been the first to stir. Humanity fighting at each other's throats for centuries causing him to be reborn. At first he was content, blades of steel, arrows of iron. They were always over petty quarrels in his eyes. Yet they were simple, small occurrences that had caused no harm except to themselves. 
Yet as Humanity began to evolve, so did their weapons. Blades turned to guns, arrows turned to ammunition, and the battle field began to rip apart due to nuclear weaponry that caused the world to crumble. That was when they began to go to far in his eyes. The earth itself would no hold out much longer under such strain, yet he could not act alone. 
So he waited, chained to the earth while he could have went to watch over some other land, some other world. Thinking less of humanity with each and every breath.