"I once noticed many interesting people. I watched them being born, watched them grow, watched them struggle and strive within a society made up of countless humans. I watched them fall deeply in love, then bear and raise children; watched them grow old; watched their children weep before their coffins. I observed their gratitude and grudges, their love and hatred, their laughter and fury. It was a very beautiful pleasure."
"Of course, the things buried in humanity's bones could not be erased. So what I saw more often was war constantly erupting among them: white-skinned people killing yellow-skinned people, black-skinned people killing white-skinned people, yellow-skinned people killing black-skinned people. There had also once been red-skinned and brown-skinned people, several branches of them, who were simply slaughtered into extinction. Uh, ever since the Origin Realm released the seeds of humanity into this world and let them multiply and grow, I never saw many days when they were truly at peace."
"Humans are complicated, and human nature is complicated. They are filial toward their parents, doting toward their own children, and full of love for their brothers and sisters. But often, humans behave worse than beasts. They kill their own parents, eat their own children, and mercilessly turn their own kin into corpses—all for the tiniest, most insignificant gain."
The Osmanthus Tree sighed softly. "The Hall of the Doomsday Apocalypse and the others always attribute humanity's brutality and cruelty to those parts of their bloodline that did not originally belong to humans. Through certain 'sages' among humanity, they even put forth the theory that 'human nature is inherently evil.' But we believed that human nature was inherently kind. They were just like these children, they..."
Just as the Osmanthus Tree was speaking and preparing to raise the argument that human nature was