Memory

Myriad Reality

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I don’t appreciate the vagueness on the questions that matter most.

@Valiance

One step at a time.
*A black orb, larger than the others, forms in my hand, and I throw it high into the sky*
Servants, go forth and collect contracts!
*Like thunder, thousands of servants erupt from the sphere, landing on the planet with one knee before dashing forward and disappearing into individual portals*

Myriad Reality

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*Narrows my eyes*
How?

@Valiance

By succeeding where my previous selves have failed. Servant, hand me the Control Panel.

Myriad Reality

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And here we are again. In a war, killing people who didn’t ask for any of this, just for this to inevitably happen again when it’s all said and done.

@Valiance

Unfortunately, the collapse was inevitable. Today, I will pick up its pieces and end this cycle. Time deserves its rest.

Myriad Reality

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So what’s the moral here? Information is dangerous and you plan to keep something like this from happening again?

@Valiance

*Chuckles*
No, the moral is that I have lived this catastrophe countless times. I’ve adjusted a sea of strategies, and I don’t have the luxury of remembering a single one. All I know is that each has led to endless war.

Myriad Reality

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Uh-huh.

@Magnanimity

Many years later, there also lived a young girl with muddy red hair who loved her kingdom. She realized that her land was doomed, but decided that if she couldn’t save her people, she would save someone else. “There is indeed someone you can save,” the assassin whispered in her ear. In fact, there were many planets, with many kingdoms. All of them just like hers. But these kingdoms had not yet collapsed, and to them war was foreign. So the girl left her planet and told the news to the next one. The government of the next world heeded the girl’s advice. Instead of negotiations, they used brute force to subjugate the cities and villages. But that also wasn’t enough. The second kingdom fell into disarray as violently as the first kingdom. Eventually the girl died, surrounded by the chaos she tried to escape. But on this world was too another assassin and another girl, much like the first. The girl carried with her a new message, whispered by the assassin. A message that force had failed. That girl visited the third kingdom, and from that world, a fourth. In the end, countless kingdoms fell, each a little differently than the last. And that brings us to where we stand today.

Myriad Reality

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*Grows somber and clenches my fist*
… What.

@Valiance

He laughed.
*Chuckles and drops the knife into a regular grip*
The king suggested a new government. Villages and towns were free of duties and tax, and the rebels would destroy anyone who threatened that peace. After all, the king noted, without his help, their plan was doomed to fail. And together with the king, the rebels liberated the world. Villages, towns, cities, all free to live as they wish. And yet the rules, laws, and practices of the old kingdom remained. The rebels held no authority to overturn their status quo, and their new government was doomed to fall. Sure enough, one day a knife was driven into this new government, and they lost their voice over the land. Village was divided against village, each vying for authority over their neighbors. Chaos. The new government tried to rally the lands, and they peacefully negotiated with every city’s leader. It wasn’t enough. War had started, and the government had failed. There would never again be a border on the face of that kingdom that did not see war. And yet, our story doesn’t end without a glimmer of hope.

Myriad Reality

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Hm.
*Analyzes the state of conflict across known points of Existence*

@Multifarious

*The military appears to be engaging war on large territories throughout Existence, some holding out, others conquered, with no regard for life*
While you’re deciding whether you should intervene, consider this perspective. A long time ago, there was once a planet that housed a single kingdom. The kingdom had brought order to the planet, and was loved by many. But slowly, it grew complacent. Its dukes and duchesses had gorged themselves on their own power, and its citizens were no longer the driving force among their ranks. One day, a hopeless band of rebels enlisted the help of a no-name assassin, and they decided they were going to kill the king and restore true order to their world. When the day came, the king discovered the assassination attempt, but was too late to stop them, for the rebels were already in his chamber.
*Flips my knife into the air and catches the blade between my fingers*
Do you know what the king said?

Myriad Reality

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How many other dimensions are being plowed through still? Or is that segment of the operation over?

@Valiance

*Shrugs*
Hard to say. It won’t make a difference in the end.

Myriad Reality

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And I should believe you, why? We’ve only just met, but the things I know about you amount to exactly that you’re a very good deceiver.

@Valiance

*Laughs*
Then you’ve learned all there is to know! Instead of trust, allow me to entertain you with a fictional tale of kingdoms, and you can decide for yourself what you choose to believe.

Myriad Reality

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I get greater good arguments. Truly I do. But would it have killed anyone to put in efforts to, say, evacuation, non genocidal siege tactics, etcetera etcetera? I find it hard to believe that any of you can be trusted with what’s at stake here.

@Valiance

Rest well knowing that all of your suggestion have been tested. This operation runs deeper than any of you could possibly imagine.