EFFORIA WORLD AT WAR
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.
Concealed Sentience
I wanted to outright smash the things, or to just use my sword to pierce them, but if the situations I had beheld told me anything. It was that the task wouldn't be as easy as I had hoped it to be.
If they were further along in the process, simply stabbing them wouldn't do a thing, and beheading them would require removing them from the capsules. I would grant them their mercy though; I couldn't just leave them there to rot for the rest of time. I couldn't even imagine it, if they were still conscious, they were mad, they had to be.
"Look for a computer." He was focused on a different task.