Even if there was a god, any god of literature, I would not worship such a being. If there's an afterlife and hell is real, well, that's a problem for after death. Only life should concern the living.
When I was young, there was a god with infinite power protecting me. Is there anyone else who felt that way? And was sure about it? but the first time I fell in love, I was thrown down - or maybe I broke free - and I bade farewell to God and became human. Now I don't have God's protection, and I walk on the ground without wings, but I don't regret this hardship. I want to live as a person. -Arina Tanemura
