Clearly, this claim of a brand-new direction for human evolution had greatly shaken the wizards present.
After all, within the limits of their knowledge, they had rarely heard such a novel and profoundly impactful argument.
"I am a very capable wizard," Tierra said calmly. "My abilities determine the scale of my ambition."
"What do I want? To be nothing more than the ruler of the Wizarding World? No, no, no. That is far too vulgar and ridiculous."
"What I want is to lead all humanity toward an entirely new path of evolution. What I want is to lead every intelligent life-form on this blue planet outward—not merely beyond this planet, but beyond the Milky Way Galaxy itself."
"The little bit of power we hold now is nothing but a child's toy compared to the sights of the entire universe that I yearn for."
"We control a group of dolls just like ourselves, fighting one another until we tear each other apart. Is that fun?" Tierra asked. "Perhaps. But I see not the slightest enjoyment in it—only absurdity and ridiculousness."
The wizards were clearly astonished by Tierra's argument. They were confused, yet also felt an inexplicable urge to look up at him.
They were not particularly receptive to new things, especially a grand plan so far beyond the bounds of their imagination.
Yet the childish struggles Tierra had called ridiculous were precisely how they had lived for hundreds and thousands of years.
Their conflicts with Muggles, the struggles between families within the Wizarding World, even the infighting within families over inheritance.
Thus, they could not understand anything Tierra was saying. They could not understand the sweetness that lay beyond power.
In their eyes, the power in Tierra's hands had already placed him at the pinnacle of the Wizarding World.
They had