He was born with a gift. A gift of Darkness and a gift of Silence. In all his life never had he heard a sound nor had he seen a thing. And yet the world punishes him by giving him life despite his plead for death.

The sun rose and the scorching heat he can feel piercing his skin. The he felt pain on his legs, as if they were torn apart. Then another ripping action took his arms.. His body was being torn apart by hungry wolves..

Why am I here?? He said to himself, and with all the pain that he can no longer endure, he asked for his death, and the wolves gave it with delight..

The heavens opened and welcomed his soul into paradise, but the doors were closed. No one was there waiting for him..

Then a voice echoed from afar, "what do you expect? You wish for paradise yet you did not worked for it. In hell you do not have a place, nor in heaven. Go away and find your own place."

Such is the destiny of a man..