Smashing the Chessboard

"Liberate and transform the world?" Tierra smiled softly. "Yes, and no."

"Simply liberating and transforming the world is not enough," Tierra said with a smile. "The old world order would still exist, and before long, everything would return to the cyclical patterns of history."

"Dragon slayers become dragons, rebels become oppressors. As the original revolutionaries die off one by one, demons and monsters regain the upper hand. Headmaster Dumbledore, you see, it's just like this chessboard—"

"The chess pieces are arranged so nicely now. Every pawn, every knight, every king and queen stands where they ought to stand, not infringing upon one another, all neat and orderly. But..." Tierra grasped a pawn and pushed it forward—

"But once someone crosses the line, the result—" Tierra smiled as Dumbledore's pawn cut down that pawn in a single strike.

"Then conflict will still occur." Tierra smiled at Dumbledore. "So you see, conflict will still happen. War will still happen. Turmoil will still happen. In the end, when chaos reaches an uncontrollable point, some exceptionally outstanding person will still be needed to restore everything to order. It is practically a cycle. As long as the rules of the game remain unchanged, everything will return to that cycle."

"So these are all minor problems. What I intend to do is not merely solve these minor problems—or, to put it more precisely, I do not care about these minor problems." Tierra said decisively, "War can come, famine can come, people can suffer. That is the benefit of becoming the Divine Dimension."

"I have cast aside unnecessary sentimentality and sympathy. I can see more distant benefits, more distant goals."

"What I intend to do is solve the problem of the rules of the game at its root." Tierra spoke with absolute certainty, reaching out and flipping