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[The text appears in a very plain and average black font. Impersonal, addressing the city at large.]
Destruction.
This is something that is recurring throughout the ages. Humans; they most gifted and blessed of all creation, and yet so capable of bringing ruin upon ruin upon themselves. I have watched you trample at a gift. I have watched you kill each other over race and green, wage war over dust and rubble and contents of old books. And yet, amidst all this darkness, I see some people who does not bow to this darkness that threatens to destroy humanity.
I see some people who don't give up.
Even when all hope is lost.
When you are aware of the fate of the world and if you are aware of your role in maintaining its balance, if you are given a choice to turn it around, to prevent what might amount up to be anarchy and chaos, hell on earth ...
If you could prevent it, without knowing the outcome, gamble with fate so to speak, even if some fates are set in stone - would you make that choice?
Would you regret it?
Destruction.
This is something that is recurring throughout the ages. Humans; they most gifted and blessed of all creation, and yet so capable of bringing ruin upon ruin upon themselves. I have watched you trample at a gift. I have watched you kill each other over race and green, wage war over dust and rubble and contents of old books. And yet, amidst all this darkness, I see some people who does not bow to this darkness that threatens to destroy humanity.
I see some people who don't give up.
Even when all hope is lost.
When you are aware of the fate of the world and if you are aware of your role in maintaining its balance, if you are given a choice to turn it around, to prevent what might amount up to be anarchy and chaos, hell on earth ...
If you could prevent it, without knowing the outcome, gamble with fate so to speak, even if some fates are set in stone - would you make that choice?
Would you regret it?