Empty. Empty, empty, empty.

Where did it all go?

It was all perfect.

So… why… no… how did it go so wrong.

I heard that she died on the news.

That’s not good.

Likely suicide.

Am I the only one left who still believes?

Am I the only one who still believes in him?

Am I his only remaining follower?

He might have left this world…

But I believe in his vision.

Everything he left behind is so…

So empty.

Near the end, it was me, him, and her.

He left… no… he… died…

But it had to happen.

It was all part of his plan!

This world has to have meaning…

Right?

She left me.

Before she went, she tried to convince me. She tried to force me to…

Give up on him.

But I won’t.

I can’t.

He is the only thing that gives me meaning.

This world might be terrible…

Half the globe might be in ruins…

But I still believe in his plan.

To unite this terrible place.

I believe in him…

Why doesn’t anyone else?

And…

Where did they all go?

WHERE DID THEY GO?

WHERE

DID

THEY

GO?

THEY LEFT ME

AND ITS ALL THEIR FAULT

IT WILL ALWAYS

BE

THEIR

FAULT