We returned from Nabu Island to our home in Skyreach City.
Dad, Mom, me, my little sister (Mono), and our household potted plant (Barbara) and pet (the Golden).
We sat around the dining table, eating reheated food.
It didn't taste very good, but it was our last meal in the Old World.
Of course, it was only the last meal for me.
Who knew when the soul-separation process would begin? They might still have several meals left.
Meanwhile, on the living room television, Antarctic Star and SpiCa, who were still on Nabu Island, held a global press conference over the internet.
Humanity's fate faced an enormous, plainly visible threat, so the United Nations had shown a rare degree of efficiency, arranging this global broadcast in just two hours.
Television and radio stations around the world would broadcast the conference simultaneously, with simultaneous interpretation, all to convey the Earth Crystal's will clearly to every person.
"The Old World we currently inhabit will soon be destroyed by a direct collision with the moon. Human civilization is merely a fleeting blossom in the long river of time, but... the Earth Crystal has given us a chance. It will assess and screen the entire global population according to moral standards, ultimately transferring approximately eighty percent of the population to the New World."
SpiCa's explanation certainly painted the Earth Crystal in a flattering light.
She hadn't told the public, "This is actually surrendering territory in exchange for peace," or, "The New World is a creation of the Great Will," nor had she directly told them, "Twenty percent of us are about to be wiped out."
Perhaps that made it easier to stomach?
But leaving things unsaid didn't mean people wouldn't understand...
After that, they continued answering questions from reporters around the world, while our conversation