Corruption

"When the corruption began claiming people, some seemed more than enthused of the prospect of losing themselves. Becoming a part of an unidentifiable mass, foregoing their former identities, gone are the sad wives and unfortunate lives. A whole new beginning where they are at the top, or at least, where they are on the same level as everyone else. With no consideration of what comes after, they'd destroy everything, tear down all that used to stand, towns, cities, society itself. It was all rotten to the core anyways, it had never done them any favors. After all, if the foundation of a building is moldy and decrepit, the only thing to do is to destroy the whole thing, maybe start fresh if we feel like it. Or just leave it in ruins, if all you wanted was to fight and feel meaningful for a little while, wrest some control and see the beauty of actions and reactions. To throw your claws at something and watch it crumple down into a heap. Your own body providing the instant change you crave, the old way was painfully slow and biased. The new way of the other hand, rapid, satisfying, fair.

The thing with rotten foundations is that when they threw their bodies at it with the intent of destroying it, the structure above it will topple and take out anyone who is near. And when the structure realizes this, it will come down at the assailants with all of its force, for if it is going down, it wont go down alone or quietly. Towns, cities and society itself, the casualties wouldn't matter. Of course when given the option of a slower controlled demolition; which would include the hard work of supporting the old and the construction of the new; or a rapid, all consuming destruction, the choice was clear. After all, there is a wicked beauty in destruction, it draws us, compels us, satisfies some deep urge when something falls into pieces before us. It's a desire that must be repeated over and over, the craving is never satisfied. After a building comes crashing down, you want to see another one destroyed. After a home is burned, you want to bask in the glow of another forest fire. It's all so simple and comes naturally. Destruction is ever changing, dynamic, it's life. Construction is unnatural, rigid, static, death.

Come now, destruction calls us.