After much relaxing from my creation I decided to come back, see how they were doing. I floated lazily towards Earth, idly creating more stars and nebulae before Earth came into view. But...something was off, hurriedly I speed up my pace and when I could finally see my creations it caused me a pain I could never recreate. They were fighting amongst themselves. Yelling, arguing, fighting....killing.
"No...no, no, no, no, no, NO!" I said, tears forming in my eyes. This isn't as it should be! They were perfect, they were meant to bring everything together, they...they were supposed to be perfect! Then I saw it, a little group of them had been burnt to the ground.... women, men, children.... all gone.
That was when I couldn't hold it in any more, I wept. Harder than I had ever done before, but it stopped abruptly. I asked a question, quietly at first, amongst my siblings. "Who did this?" It was a simple question that needed a simple answer, but soon it turned into a demand, "WHO DID THIS!"