Roa's question weighed on Ryan's mind.
What exactly counted as chaos?
Riots? Fear? The unknown? Randomness? Deliberate destruction? Making trouble on purpose?
Could those things alone be called chaos?
If the Secret Sea was fated to be destroyed, if its destruction was absolutely inevitable, would you want to experience what it felt like to destroy it?
Ryan's answer was... yes.
But also no.
Because if he didn't do it, perhaps the Secret Sea wouldn't be destroyed.
"If you really want to try it, I'd be happy to give you the chance."
That was what Roa said.
Then he pulled a large red button from his crotch.
"Want to give it a try?"
"The Secret Sea's done for anyway~"
Only Ryan saw him do this.
For the first time, Ryan's carefree nature gave way to a real sense of gravity...
"If you don't press it, I'll do it myself."
"And there's no way you can take this button from me. So this is something you're destined to be unable to stop."
"Faced with this, what will you decide? Ahaha~"
Roa scratched the back of his head with one hand, laughing heartily.
He stretched his other arm straight out, like Luffy from One Piece, his long arm reaching all the way to Ryan. The enormous red button practically begged to be pressed.
Decisions, choices—whatever you called them.
Ryan had always felt that everything in this world followed some kind of predetermined course.
So he might as well just muddle through life.
If he died, then he'd just been unlucky. In this damn world, even if you did nothing, you could still get killed for no reason by the shock waves from a powerful fighter's battle.
And even if you did try to do something, it all came down to whether you were