The devil went to Nepal. There is
no rhyme or reason why this happened. The evilest deeds of men can originate
with the purest of intentions. The devil once loved. And by devil be not
mistaken. I am not speaking of Lucifer. I know not of his actions or his
existence. This simplistic devil, borne out of pain and anguish from before
time began, finds refuge within some while being cast out by others. He feeds
on the power of love. Although this is not the beginning of the tale, this is
the best place to begin. The devil traveled to the most wonderful place on the
terrestrial plane. Perhaps he desired solace, perhaps he desired more pain and
love on which to feed. The reasons matter not. His presence is the precursor to
the atrocities committed on his tenure. His vessel traveled for peace, yet with
peace, war came as well. Like any great disruptive technology, the positive
outcomes for humanity may be endless, but the weaponization is inevitability.
So is the case with this devil. With love.
