Our story is just a story.
As human beings, we are all surrounded by things.
Desires, dreams, or ambitions that come from having power.
Stepping on countless corpses, peace was established.
Can it really be called human civilization?
At this time, each of us will have a question, what exactly is a person?
Be it a creature that produces beauty, or a machine that destroys the world.
I don't know, when I act as an invader, take away everyone's freedom, and stand on the opposite side of everyone.
Will people remember that I used the power that can destroy the world to bring world peace that will last for a hundred years?
Or forget what I did and repeat fighting each other with no results.
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