"This disaster was devastating, but the price we paid... was small."
"Hundreds of thousands of people, and you call that small?" Luo Ji looked up at him.
"Then what if I told you..." Alvin's gaze was cold as he continued, "Once, a disaster directly or indirectly caused the deaths of over ten billion people. It split the entire galaxy in two. The Warp's turbulent tides tore the veil of reality to shreds, allowing endless Daemons to invade humanity's world. Now... do you still think the price we paid was too high?"
With his psychic powers, he conjured an image of the galaxy in the Warhammer Universe.
In the projection, a vast purple scar, terrifying and jagged like a wound in reality, tore the galaxy in two!
"This is reality."
Alvin stared at the Curse Scar, his expression blank. "This is the Great Rift. It really happened to the Imperium of Man, and even today... it remains, still affecting millions of worlds where humanity lives. Do you still think hundreds of thousands is a lot? Or tell me, without this lesson, do you think humanity today would remember this pain and fear the Warp and Chaos?"
Luo Ji was silent for a long time.
Suddenly, he found himself hating the fact that he could remain calm and rational.
His logical mind gave him the ability to see the essence of things and phenomena, but it also meant he couldn't roar like an ordinary person, much less condemn Alvin for his coldness and cruelty.
He knew all too well that humanity... was a species that needed lessons to grow!
Growing through pain was like a broken femur: only after it healed would it become stronger than before!
"You've told me so much and shown me so much..." Luo Ji took a deep