Mathers and Fiore is a story you’re going to find anywhere in this city, war this and war that, and by the end of it all a terrible earthquake that killed more than a third of the population!
Honestly, what a good for nothing world this is.
For a mere stage play at the final hours of the final star, couldn’t it afford to give every living being a r?i?g?h?t? ?c?h?a?n?c?e? ?t?o? ?l?i?v?e??? It’s been like this for so long, so soooo long. But to put on the thinking cap―what qualifies as living beings?
Well certainly not vampires, and certainly not the yokai.
Ah- but the elves? Humans? Dwarves? Orcs? Well they’re just different, after all they built their cities first so everyone else gets the scraps of what the world has to offer.
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What a sordid story, what a rotten setting!
Come on, come oonnn! Think about it! If you’re at the final moment of the world’s existence, wouldn’t you try to love someone who is different from you? See what it’s like to hate one less person, spread the love?! Love, love! It has been a countless millennia since apeshits left their world―and they still preach that force! Maybe it is the strongest force after all.
I mean, really ― who on earth wants to die hating someone? Nobody! Exactly! Wouldn’t we want to go out thinking warmly about a person who makes us happy? Wouldn’t we want to realize this much… much sooner?
Maybe it’s exactly what this world lacks, what say w?e? c?????????h????????????a???????????n????????????g?????e??????? e???????????????x????????????a????????????c?????????????t???????????????????l?????????????????y??????????? ?????????????????? t?????????????h????????????????a??????????????????????t????????????????????????