"Yes I know.. But the beliefs about gods have disappeared. Do you know how I know? Because I wouldn't be fading like this if they did! Look around! Look at what humans have become!" Yuki's voice rose in anger. She thrust a finger to the once peaceful village of farming. Large factories lay unresting over the once green grass. Tall buildings reaching the skies. "Humans have destroyed the once peaceful land. They rely in technology. All stories believed as "Myths" Whatever those are!" She took a breath and sighed. She gave in and inhaled. She let out a sound of angels. She sang:<br/><br/>There is a legend known by all<br/>A godess of Snow standing tall<br/>Only snowing by her voice<br/>All believed in her by choice<br/><br/>The dark clouds that loomed over the city began to clear. Something looked like it was falling. For the first time in years, it began to snow. Her voice seemed to ring through the heavans. But with every note, she grew weaker and weaker. Her pale figure was almost completely gone.<br/><br/>But time went by<br/>She begins to cry<br/>Their beliefs fade<br/>She falls with no aid<br/>Now no one prays...<br/><br/>She stopped. The snow stopped falling and melted instantly. She turned to him. Her face revealing sadness and exhaustion. With an airy breath she managed. "Happy now?"