They say wars are fought over territory. Power. Religion. Money. But the war that came in 2025... wasn’t about any of those things. It was a war... of silence, of memory, and of judgment. And when it began—no one saw it coming. No bombs. No soldiers. Just... absence. And the sky... cracking open like glass.
00:00They said the world would end in fire. Some believed it would drown in water. But in 2025, it ended with silence. No one saw it coming. No bombs, no missiles, no warnings, just stillness.
00:17Then came the lights. This is not a story of alien invasions. This is not a story of war between planets. This is the story of us. The war we lost before it even began.
00:32Welcome to Tales of Unusual, War of the World, 2025. Jun was just an ordinary technician in Osaka. Quiet, withdrawn, good with machines. He lived alone after the accident that took his wife.
00:49But in the spring of 2025, he started having the visions. Flickering images in his dreams. Towers of ash. A red sky. Children with empty eyes. It felt too real. Like remembering something I never lived.
01:05One day, as he worked on a derailed subway train, his tools began to levitate, then drop dead to the floor. Electricity vanished. Communications collapsed. And far in the distance, a pillar of black light pierced the sky. It had begun.
01:24The world's response was chaos. Missiles launched. Aircraft scrambled. Leaders evacuated. But the black towers did not react. Instead, people did. Jun watched as his neighbor stood still for hours, mouth wide open, repeating a single phrase. Neighbor repeating. I remember the sound of teeth grinding. Hospitals overflowed with the delusional.
01:53People seeing their worst memories. People seeing their worst memories. Reliving their guilts. This was not a war of weapons. It was a war of minds. And Earth was losing. Jun joined a small group of survivors. Each of them had something in common. They all had memories they could not explain. A girl who dreamed of mass graves she never saw. A soldier who remembered burning cities that hadn't burned yet.
02:23As they moved from ruin to ruin. As they moved from ruin to ruin. The world decayed. Animals died. Skies stayed red. Gravity faltered. Jun. Not by aliens. But by Earth itself.
02:37They entered a ghost city. And in one building inside the walls. They found faces. Dozens. Screaming. Frozen in time. The towers were not alien. They were reflections. Reflections of human corruption. Of collective denial. Of pain we buried for too long. The so-called enemies. They wore our faces. They spoke our languages. They were us.
03:05This war wasn't an invasion. It was a reset. Earth reclaiming itself. One by one. The survivors vanished. Not with violence. But with understanding. As if forgiven.
03:19Jun was the last. Jun was the last. Jun wandered through Tokyo. Empty. The red sky now turning violent. He saw a child drawing on a cracked wall. She used a piece of coal. He approached. No heartbeat. No breathing. But her message remained. Child's writing. You survived. Because you remembered. Jun smiled. Then he disappeared too.
03:47War isn't always fought with bullets. Sometimes war is silence. A silence that forces us to remember. To regret. To face what we are. This has been dot dot dot. Tales of Unusual. War of the World. 2025.
