They had been walking through the portal for a long time and Arete's feet were hurting. She thought she was hungry and thirsty. She turned to Han and was surprised that the man was fine.
"Han, aren't you tired?"
"When I was young, I am being taught by our teacher who trained us to have a stamina which will last longer because we never knew when disaster would strike."
'So, people didn't expect that the creator would punish them and yet they went over the boundary. They seemed to be stupid.
The conversation cuts off when they both hear whimpering behind them. They turned and saw the bunny stuffed toy. It follows them and wants to come along.
"Go back there." Han scolded.
"Let's take the Bunny with us." She was about to pick it up when she heard Han groan.
"Huh? Are you losing your mind, Arete?" He crossed his arms and raised his right eyebrow, "You might be forgetting that little helper is my creation. When the people of Sera find out that my magic level is higher than theirs, I know they will do something unimaginable." He tossed it into the air and kicked it back to the portal of the library. He closed the connector to the library so there would be no more disturbance.
"That's harsh."
"I just don't want anyone to take advantage of what I have. It's tiring to just give what you have. You have to give and receive."
"... On earth, equality does not exist. Some are poor, some are rich. Some are oppressed, some are powerful."
"That is equality. There is a good outcome. There are some that are not. Equality will only be lost if the rotten creations go for the good outcome. They will twist it in their hands and make trouble."
"... Thank you for the enlightenment. What we are taught when someone is oppressed, it's their fault why someone who is powerful was forced to do it. A realization that because of the rottenness that went to a good outcome without any struggle, it's like a fruit who was near the decaying fruit."
"For the past ten years, I must say, you're pretty intelligent. What were you studying in your world before you became my teacher?"
"Oh... I'm an art student."
"You loved art?! Oh my, Art is the foundation of all jobs in Iryankka!"
"Yeah. That's what I learned when I was young. Sadly, they'll treat you as low class because they say there's no money in art."
"I can destroy the earth anytime now."
"HOLD UP! THERE ARE MANY INNOCENTS THERE!"
"Why do they disregard art, huh? In Iryankka, our ancestors used art to have evidence of where people and animals came from. The book I showed you ten years ago was from one of my ancestors. His family has taken care of the collections of his written books for future generations to learn from."
Arete smiled at the unity of the people in Iryankka. In the earth's present time, officials are vying for the right to have power. The others pay the low class to do the dirty deeds for them and even if they go to jail, it is none of their concern.
"... Is the earth chaotic?"
"... I think it's always chaotic. With the different types of man-made punishment, with the development of trading and money and branches of government, there is disunity."
"Arete... Did you just learn to live with the setup like that?"
She nodded, "You're always afraid to go out at night because you might be mistaken for someone else and get killed. Sometimes even if you're inside your house, you'll still be in danger because there are criminals who will take your belongings and if they find the woman who was in the house at that time, they'll do unpleasant things."
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Fate's Worst Children: Destruction
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