Earth, 2119.
Earth, 2119. It’s the 100th anniversary of human extinction. The gods have taken back the place, literally.
Here on earth, the Buddha is carrying out his daily meditation routine on a fine high chair in a temple.
Just after he closed his eyes, his iPhone rang. Knowing who the caller is, he tut-tutted and picked it up.
Jesus: Hey Buddha!
Buddha: What?
Jesus: It’s 2119 today! Are you going to Zeus’s party? They are taking out the humans for fun!
Buddha: Humans? I thought they were extinct...
Jesus: It turns out that Elsa froze some of them!
Buddha thought, Okay, he is clearly drunk. Shouldn’t have picked up the phone in the first place. He put down the phone and before he hangs up he heard, ‘Drink my blood oh dear!’ and some smashing sound.
When he thought that he could finally focus on his mind, a woman sobbed behind him. He turned around and sighed, Nüwa is standing here. She eyes are swollen as if she put two hard-boiled eggs on her pretty face.
(In case you don’t know her, let me Google it for you: ‘the goddess of the order who created humans and saved the world from destruction in Chinese mythology’. But wait a minute, where was she when the world is out of order?)
‘Nüwa...’
‘Did they do that? Frozen my babies?’ Her silk handkerchief is all wet and when you look closer you can see tears (or it could be snot...) dripping on the floor. The Buddha try to suppress his internal scream for Nüwa ruining the altar wood floor, he looked at her eyes (though he can’t actually see them), and said, ‘Nüwa, you just need to let go.’
She threw down her handkerchief which landed right on the floor, the Buddha stood up immediately, trying to examine whether the translucent liquid is tears or something else. She screamed, ‘Enough! Everyone is telling me to move on! DO YOU GUYS EVEN KNOW HOW THE HELL DID THEY ALL VANISHED! YOU DON’T UNDERSTAND!’
The Buddha tighten his eyebrows, ’Vanished? I thought the nature...
Nüwa interrupted, she is now sitting on the floor, ‘How would you feel when you work really really hard, try to fill up this whole, large land. And your work is criticised not only by other gods but the humans themselves! I know! I know they realised that they are from different gods and separated into different races! Some of the mines hated the others while some of them...they...they tortured each other! What do you expect? DO YOU THINK IT’S EASY TO MAKE EVERY SINGLE ONE OF THEM UNIQUE! AND THEY FORMED SOME RIDICULOUS HIERARCHY!’
Buddha clarified, ‘You mean they thought some of them were more good-looking...’
She gasped and continued, ‘You try to fix this problem for your whole life...then someday...someday they just... gone...’ Her tears streaming down her face.
When Nüwa is trying to clam down meanwhile her body is shaking, the Buddha texted his helpers to come cleaning the floor. It would take a while for them to walk here.
He got down and patted her shoulder, ‘It’s never your fault, Nüwa. You’ve done your very best.’
She pursed her lips, ‘Did you know what happened to them?’
He shook his head, ‘Honestly, I don’t. No one knows what happened. One day they just disappear. It’s been 1...’
Suddenly someone called him, it’s Jade Emperor. Nüwa stared at his phone incredulously, ‘Is that iPhone 6 I am seeing?’
He nodded, ‘You’re right.’
Nüwa’s jaw dropped. ‘How on earth are you still using it? Call Steve Job’s spirit out now and we could...’ The Buddha ignored her and answered the call.
‘Hey Buddha, Jade. We need to have an urgent meeting with Zeus. YOU need to join us RIGHT now.’
’Got it,...
Before Buddha continues, the great glass elevator flew to him.
‘Sir, please.’ Two teenage angels emerged, they are wearing a pink grown, which means interns. The girls came out, bowed their heads and signalled Buddha to go in.
So, What do you think the Buddha is facing?