The story of Feetless

Feetless (actual name unknown) were creatures who like to take strolls by their lovely paths; they used to live happily and contentedly in the sky.
The war and killing in this world is getting severe. One day, when technology was so advanced, the shooting & bombing aiming towards sky finally hit the place where feetless stay. The paths were shot and the feetlesses (with feet then) who were taking their usual stroll down the paths were all shot! Their feet were shot off! Their usual peaceful n undisturbed lives were shattered, all because of the philosophical duel and endless bloodshed of humankind.
Blood began pouring into this world in abundance. The downpour was so heavy every corner that could contain water was replaced by blood.
BLOOD IS now THICKER THAN WATER.
It won’t stop unless we put an end to these bloodsheds, be it the cause of selfishness or egocentricity, they must stop or feetless might never… NEVER find its feet.
As feetless came falling down into this world finding the feet, we could do our part to help it. Not as in helping to find its feet, but to help spread the message to STOP THAT BLOODSHED.