"I will create a new world and give power to all the oppressed! Then no one will be able to hurt the weak!" the goddess sobbed as she created the crystal of peace.
The Curator sighed quietly.
"Will the power be transferred somehow? I mean, will it appear at the moment of oppression and then vanish after being used for protection?"
"No, of course not! It will stay with them forever."
"Then they won't be weak anymore – they'll become strong and will be able to oppress the former strong. Will the former strong, once oppressed, gain power too?"
The goddess looked at the Curator and pondered.
"The former strong will be punished, so why would they need power?"
And the weak, once empowered, will use their strength only for good!"
"And how will you make sure of that? Will the power work only for good? What will define whether a goal is good?"
The goddess fell silent again. The pain of injustice still burned, but the Curator, as usual, was unpleasantly right.
"You know what? Give everyone in your world the real power. To all of them, forever."
"The real power?"
"Yes. Let them all be able to kill hostility in each other," the Curator smiled.
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Short StoryThese are short stories, small stories, excerpts from books on arts of Ol Albireo. Here are mysticism, science fiction, fantasy, novels. Here are the diamond city and worlds under the rule of Emperors. Magical and, seemingly, ordinary.
