Post apocalyptic Earth and the souls cannot return home. A massive undertaken given birth by Boren, the son of Sharia who is also the creator of all things has somehow gone haywire. Boren has spent his existance as a spiritual entitiy, now he must return to the ravaged Earth and lead Sara to her death. It's the only way the souls can go home, to Sharia's world and give it back the power it once had.
The peaceful contentment I once felt with intense enormity was now becoming a muddied version of itself. The air that was alive and fresh, filled with a minty crispness, was now oppressive and scented with smog, gasoline, and burned flesh.
The vibrations that made me were no longer an energetic part of my existence and with every limb that became stronger, or feeling that surpassed thought.... Thoughts I had now; ears to listen with; eyes to see with and this rhythmic thud that increased in repetition and grew louder as the quick and unyielding approaching realization sizzled about in my mind.
I had become human.