In the core of the core of the planet and the lives on the planet, lies a gem. The purest of pure that life has seen.
It is said that this gem posses radioactivity,one beyond detection and understanding of man. Only in the core of the core can that radioactive power be contained.
Be it nature or be it a higher intelligent power that knew exactly this, whichever cause, the gem was placed exactly where it was supposed to be. So that when the world is said to revolve around its axis, it only revolves around it.
As if any other place this gem would have been placed, would have lost the world its sense and its purpose.
And the curse of the walker on two was that he knew. He know about the gem. He knew where it lies. He knew that although he can in denial choose to ignore it, his life, his awake and his sleep, his moving and his stagnancy, his belief and disbelief did not change his position from it. For he, each day and night, each hour, minute and second of his life is revolving around it, like a worship ritual.
