What am I? A failure
These things seemed to happen in a blink, but in fact, on Gaia and all interconnecting realms, this happened over a few centuries—the collapse after the battle that is.
Realms were lost in the void, and Gaia was slowly dying.
While she huddled, dying within her world form, Gaia thought of her fate.
She had come into existence as the fourth from hundreds and survived after the great battle.
She was peaceful and only wished to survive alone, but regardless she was attacked repeatedly.
She had never hated them, but dying she hated and she wished. Clearly, she had wanted to be peaceful, but her siblings didn’t want that. Clearly, she had cultivated protectors, but they were too weak to defend her.
It is a pity, such a pity. What she can do now is entrust her power to those that survived and hope that she could at least have a better life through them.