He hasn't had the best life, in fact, some would argue that his life couldn't have been worse, but there's still hope, even for a nihilist. As when an expedition to colonize the moon quickly turns into a disaster, he is swallowed whole by an anomaly and spat out somewhere completely different. Here one can conjure flames with words and summon thunderclouds with a shout, but it's not all fantasia and ecstasy. The world seemed peaceful enough, but as he learns more and more. He realizes everything he sees is a facade, and what's truly underneath is a civilization built on blood and war. In fact, the whole world is in a state of war, fueling the coming of Ragnarök.
We'd get to the town hall in time, and to my surprise, though not by much, the two girls were frantically looking for me. As they saw me coming up the street though, their relief would set in. It was weird seeing people actually worry about me, and I questioned if they really did care.
I didn't even know if they cared for me authentically or if it was conditional. I held power, for those that were in my family, that was because I was the count and for Stella, it was probably more important as I had to kill her god. Thus, I wasn't sure how to react to their worry, and as such I wouldn't.