ALTRUISTIC MADNESS

Prologue

They still can't forgive him. Thirty years on, they still cannot find it in their hearts to forgive him. They still go about their daily lives, making sacrifices at the temple, which has never been fully rebuilt, and singing his praises by firelight at night, but they pray with crossed fingers behind their backs, and sing not quite so whole-heartedly as before.

To be fair, who can blame them? The younger generation isn't so bad, but amongst the people who lived through it, there is a cold indifference, an unwillingness to forgive and forget, mainly because they don't want to forgive, and they can never forget what they had to live through, each and every day…

Entrox himself never commented on his decision. The god of Utopis felt it would be pointless to try and explain himself. People tend not to take rigid morality into question when they are being burned alive.

Why? That question was asked time and time again. What had it wanted with them? No-one ever could give a definitive answer to that. Many theories were proposed, but overall, people just wanted to forget it had ever happened.

After all, they themselves had been forgotten by the shepherd who was supposed to be leading the flock to safety. Why not forget about it altogether? He had.