C243 At the end of the day, a foreign God, an Indian Buddha? apotheosis?

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The sun had not risen up from the east on the fifteenth day of the Apocalypse. Slaughter, bloodshed, cruelty, and the shadow of death had been playing all over the place, filling the hearts of all the survivors. Ever since they had entered a state of anarchy, as if they had lost all hope and broken free, their human nature had become distorted and they could do almost anything to survive