"Why did you allow them to record me?"
Faced with that question.
Orsaga brushed a hand across his face. After shrugging with an utterly unconcerned smile, he answered at an unhurried pace:
"First of all, whether this matter itself is a great disrespect or not is irrelevant."
"In my heart, only existences equal to me or close to me are worthy of making me care about their true attitudes."
"As for everyone else?"
"Whether they revere me, adore me, fear me, hate me, or despise me... I do not care."
"Since the day I was born, that has never changed."
"As for why I did not stop those people from recording me?"
"The reason is simple."
"To me, that was wholly unnecessary."
"If the information you carry is merely a flickering candle flame, only possibly allowing certain existences from Different Time and Space to observe some rough fragments of information under fortuitous circumstances—"
"Then I myself, whether I wish it or not, am a vast point of information that automatically affects all surrounding time and space. At every moment, I automatically spread my own influence, causing countless lives in different time and spaces to observe certain information about me in completely different ways under the influence of various factors."
"It is like a whale living in the ocean. Whether it wishes to or not, its existence itself will naturally affect the surrounding microorganisms, evolving a small ecosystem centered around it."
"After all, my scale is what it is."
"Even if I make no move at all, time and space itself will still voluntarily submit to my will and power."
"Furthermore, the circulation and spread of my information through more time and spaces, regardless of what form it takes, is inherently beneficial to me."
"So, to a certain extent, their smooth