"Now, you should understand just how important you and your people are, shouldn't you?"
Zero slowly recounted everything, then concluded, "A full hundred million years have passed since that cataclysmic war swept across the entire sea of stars, plunging the once-glorious three-dimensional universe into darkness and ruin.
"More than ten thousand years have also passed since You and I awakened once more, regaining a wisp of extremely feeble consciousness.
"Over those ten thousand years, You and I have endlessly entangled and slaughtered each other upon this land you call the Otherworld, destroying each other time and again, each trying to strengthen ourselves while strangling the other's last shred of remnant soul in its cradle.
"Our struggle spread across the entire planet. As a result, all Primordial descendants who had previously crossed into this land lost the radiance of their civilizations, became lost from their former glory, and forgot their sacred missions.
"Only now has the struggle between You and me, stretching across hundreds of millions of years, reached its most critical moment.
"As the final traveler, Meng Chao, you and your people possess sufficient wisdom and knowledge to understand the profundity and greatness of the Primordial Civilization.
"Your choice will not only determine who the Otherworld belongs to, but also the future of the vast and boundless three-dimensional universe that contains countless stars!
"As you can see, whether it is your civilization, the entire Otherworld, or the whole sea of stars, billions of times larger and more complex than the Otherworld, all require order. They require precise predictions of the future, and lessons drawn from hundreds and thousands of virtual simulations, to summarize a flawless path.
"Without precise prediction and absolute order, whether it is Dragon City Civilization, the hundred races of the Otherworld, or the starry sea, all will