Leonel wasn't sure how he felt about this. It wasn't exactly the fault of the people. There was no way that Existence could last forever no matter what. It was the natural progression of the world to eventually fall into a silence, destroying itself before being reborn anew.
This was the cycle he had always known.
At worst, Existence's fall had been accelerated. But…
Even with this acceleration, it had been trillions upon trillions of years since then. Existence had still managed to continue for so long. If the Ancient Humans hadn't made this choice, would the result have been much different?
Well, at least right now, Leonel wouldn't be facing the end of the world. But even then, it didn't seem to change much about his life at all.
It was a shame, though, that Crafting wasn't the Path they chose to stick with.