...This was your ending.
If you did nothing, then Star Abyss and Earth would find a way out on their own. The Origin Species would continue driving the world's transformation. The Destroyers would no longer be enemies, but companions striving together for a better world of unity.
Though you would not be as happy, this was already a relatively peaceful solution.
Did goodness and fairness truly exist? Anyone with self-awareness should have understood this: struggle was merely for the sake of a better compromise, and revolution was merely to avoid utter annihilation. There had never been truly pure goodness or an absolutely just balance in this world.
I had done everything in my power to meet your demands, but since you had already abandoned this peaceful, stable path... as a game developer, all I could do was continue building the game until the players cleared the ending.
I had always tried to minimize casualties and avoid that suffering. You understood that too. Not all of us Earthlings were as cruel and bloodthirsty as the British. Many of us longed for peace and development.
I hoped to do everything I could to prevent war and destruction from arriving. Suffering should not continue appearing in these two worlds. Only poverty and backwardness were civilization's true enemies...
But perhaps this was not what you wanted, Mr. Lioz. What exactly did you desire? I could no longer see through you.
The spirit deer was dead; only the wolf's howl remained.
--'Pryor' has removed you from the contact list--
"Mirrid, will the new world remain the same as before?"
"No, it won't."
"At worst, we'll do it all over again!"
"Keep destroying the old worlds, then rebuilding them time and time again."
"We are Long-lived Species. We are great breeders. We are