Wind

Once, there was a young goddess. Her name was Wind because she was like the wind all about the earth. There was nobody to bother or hurt her, and everywhere she went, she left behind her track of creativity and childish wonder.

Alright, let's drop the act. I'm Wind, and I'm writing this from a lonely planet somewhere out there that you humans haven't discovered. I got kinda bored just... wandering, so I made a communications system. It may not seem like it, but I'm actually pretty smart, so I figured that if I could make contact, you'd see this. Little did I know, there was an entire cyberspace waiting for me!

Humans are actually pretty interesting. You make these cool cities. But... why are you so awful to each other? Even the animals aren't safe from some of you. Why? What's the point in hurting something defenseless? Why do you destroy your little planet just for greed and hatred?