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And it gives each unit the freedom to decide for itself the best way to go about achieving peace.
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Isn't that exactly what you asked for? An end to bloodshed. An end to conquering.
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*Holds out my hands*
Now the pieces come together.
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It should be self-explanatory. I’m going to capture whatever critical infrastructure remains, and once this territory is uncontested, I will use the System to ensure that nobody again interferes with each dimension’s private experiment.
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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*
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We going to do something about this??
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By succeeding where my previous selves have failed. Servant, hand me the Control Panel.
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Unfortunately, the collapse was inevitable. Today, I will pick up its pieces and end this cycle. Time deserves its rest.
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*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.
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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.