Paradise

It had to be remembered that after the Sixth failure, the survivors would have already experienced a Summoning. It should have been easy to pull them under one banner.

Why make just a single Race, and yet leave so many separate countries? What was the point of speaking just one language if there were still dozens of cultures?

It all felt like a smokescreen only capable of fooling those too lost in their propaganda or too uncaring to think past a single layer.

It seemed that everyone was scrambling to hold onto their power in some way and couldn't be bothered to consider anything else.

If the human race was still acting like this after almost getting wiped off the face of the planet, he couldn't imagine they would ever change.

"Anyway, I don't know many details, this is all I can tell you. You've already made it so far on your own, so feel free to make your own decisions," Magnus laughed, "not that you need me to tell you that."

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