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War is a province for the old; not young.One society pitted against another in pitched righteous slaughter has been, up until now; a fate that humanity has not been able to temper. Like so many rotting stinking young corpses on a battlefield, love and empathy have always been laid to waste. Innocence slain by wrinkled minds. With a history so drenched in blood here this “seer” will leave open a prediction for humanity's future: That the young shall be baptized with the blood of the young, as old men continue to scar their already callus hearts. This world will burn!