[ WP ] You were born with the ability to know what is buried beneath your feet . You have worked for years alongside archaeologists finding lost cities and ancient treasures ; however , today is the first time you have ever said `` We should not dig here . ''

Many times when I see timeworn relics and lost knowledge beneath my feet, I also see a flash of history. It hits me like a vision, and I fall into a brief trance while images flash before my eyes. Through this gift I've seen the rise and fall of civilizations, and gained my people immense knowledge and treasure. I was born with this gift - some rever me as a prophet, others, a god-like entity. Really, I'm just a man. 
 
 My people are pacifists, and resolve differences with other tribes through peaceful diplomacy. Though most of them have pure intentions, there are others who are corrupted. People like me. Occasionally, I've accepted independent contracts from other tribes, where I am paid to find weapons. They feed me empty promises that they wo n't use the advanced spears and metals I find them, but I know they're stocking up -'just in case'. Such is human nature after all. I've seen it - history is violent, and bloody. 
 
 It does n't affect me, I'd always think. *So what if a war starts? I'll still be comfortable. * Yeah, that was until this moment - my corrupted soul, its greed and selfish need for treasure vaporized into nothingness as my feet hit the lowest point of the enormous crater. Flashes of a time I had never seen before - a time of steel birds flying in the sky, mini-metal spears flying across the air at impossible speeds, tearing up the flesh of other humans in an instant. 
 
 Then I saw the flash, the flash that was so bright it blinded me. I fell to my knees and screamed in pain. My sight was gone - my eyes white, glassy white, as if I'd seen a ghost. And I had - the ghosts of billions. 
 
 `` We should not dig here,'' I said quietly, after screaming at the top of my lungs in pain for minutes. I took a deep breath, collecting myself, as I stood back up with the help of one of my associates. `` We will not - I wo n't allow it.'' 
 
 I was heard. 
 
 Even though blinded, the image of the first nuclear warhead that hit the earth and shattered its buildings and incinerated its people was etched into my mind. And it was only the first of many, once the real war started. 
 
 It's no wonder our world looks the way it does - and its no wonder we're moving away from our pacifist religion, slowly being corrupted by greed. 
 
 It's human nature.
