My world... it certainly isn't dying— at least, I don't think so— but the fighting is constant. My country is constantly trying to expand its borders; take over other, small nations.

...I can only assume that man has a point to it and it's not all just a power grab. [The "that man" is laced with venom.] But he certainly doesn't give a damn what happens to the people.

[Rean shakes his head.]

But that's why we're here, on the ground. Forneus can want whatever he pleases, but at the end of the day, we're mortals. We have no right to be deciding these people's fates, but we can at least try to help them.

Just... wish it wasn't like reading and rereading the world's worst book in order to do so.