Ten years ago, the entirety of Aichy had been plagued by war as well. However, it was foundationally different from the present.
It seemed that ever since I arrived in the mortal plane, there hadn't been a single day without war. This wasn't because I always mocked myself for being a jinx or a jinx. It was because this damned world had entered yet another Holy War. There was no longer any peace in the world.
When the entire world was engulfed in the flames of war, seeking personal peace and stability would be laughable.
There were plenty of "Saints" and "Saintesses" who would call for peace. There were also plenty of ambitious people who would take advantage of this opportunity to make political moves. When entire species, countries, and even species were fighting for survival, it was only natural that an individual's future would become uncertain.
You could sing praises of peace and wave flowers at the invaders. This was your freedom. But, you wouldn't know whether you would be greeted with a friendly smile or … a shining bayonet.
History told us that no matter how much the invaders pretended to be before invading, no matter how friendly they were to other species, other people, or enemy citizens, as soon as the invaders truly gained control of the situation, discrimination and all sorts of other forms of stealing would immediately follow. "Of course.
Otherwise, wouldn't everything have been for nothing? Do you really think that the invaders came all the way here to do charity? War is also a costly investment. You'll have to pay for it. "
In Aichy, this truth was even more bloody and obvious. This was a war for species to begin with, fighting for survival space and hegemony over the world. This war was even crueler and more direct.
Racial equality? When the victor's species obtained enough living space, when the victor's ruler and powerful individuals were able to ascend to Godhood or even become undying, and when the losers' species and Gods were all swept into the trash heap of history, so-called equality naturally became nothing more than unrealistic words.
If the victor of this Holy War was the humans, the previous victor, then perhaps a certain degree of stability could be maintained. At the very least, the humans would still treat their "allies" like the elves, beastmen, and dwarves with respect to history. This wouldn't be too good, but it wouldn't be too bad either.
The humans were already forced to live on their last breaths in a corner of the world. How could this not be bad? Actually, the first thing the victors of all the previous Holy Wars would do after winning the Holy War would be to carry out ethnic cleansing and massacres against the original ruling species and their enemies. So, in comparison, they were only slightly worse off than the Holy Wars, and couldn't really be said to be that bad.
Previously, I had stood on the humans' side, or rather, the Order Faction's side. Apart from because of my natural racial standpoint, I also didn't want to see a chain reaction of hatred.
The ancient humans of the Tark Republic hated the ogres, while the ogres also hated the ogres and the undead. The elves hated all other species. The ogres and humans had a blood grudge against them, while the beastmen, dwarves, and humans were mortal enemies. and the humans. The root of all was because of this.
Every victory of of of of of other species would mean that the other species had lost. Every war, of, and would. until, of hatred of of other species. would accumulate. ago. as. of of this. of of war of of E Faction.. been.
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"It's all the humans' fault that our mother froze to death."
"It's all the humans' fault that she froze to death."
"I'm so hungry. It's all the humans' fault."
Generation after generation, the defeated Radiant Ones would reminisce about the past, while the descendants of the defeated Radiant Ones would pour all of their misfortunes into the pool of accumulated hatred.
Just imagining what this hatred would become in the end would be quite frightening. Perhaps this was also the reason why the victors of every Holy War would always start a massacre.
A battle to the death that wouldn't stop until one side was dead.
And even if they won, there would always be a next time. This victory would only accumulate even more hatred and enemies. Would they still be able to win the next time? It would be quite difficult to say. And even if they won, what about the next time, the next time, the next time?
Aichy's history was the best example. No species would ever rule over another species. No species would ever be able to obtain victory in every Holy War. This was a chain reaction of misfortune and hatred.
Killing off all other species would be enough?
Don't be foolish. Even if you killed off all other species, there would still be differences in skin color and ethnicity. Even if you killed off people of other skin color and ethnicity, there would still be differences in regional accents. Even if you killed off all differences and differences and created identical androids, as long as there was a difference in benefits, as long as there was something worth fighting over, or even something as simple as drinking a little more water every day, they could use the ending numbers to distinguish between friend and foe, and still fight to the death.
This was the inevitable result of human nature, or rather, the natural instinct of all living creatures to improve themselves.
What the two Goddesses of Order and Chaos were doing was nothing more than pushing this foundation even further.
Humans were like this, and animals were like this as well. Everyone wanted to survive, but there weren't many resources. In that case, all they had to do was find a reason to differentiate between friend and foe and kill off a portion of them. That way, they would naturally be able to obtain more resources.
I really hated this type of world. This made me feel like I was nothing more than a primitive wild animal living in a forest.
"No matter what I do, I'm unable to change this world? Damn it, damn it, damn it, damn it … "
Perhaps it was this logical contradiction and despair that caused me to fall into insanity back in the day.
In the end, I found the power of Law in the Underground World. This was the answer I found for myself.
"Humans' instincts are unreliable. Since morality can't be restrained, then let the Law do it. We can set down all sorts of rules, and if everyone can obey them, perhaps this will be able to eliminate this eternal struggle."
Actually, my actions were no different from the very first Legalists of China. It was precisely because of the chaotic times of the Spring and Autumn and Warring States Periods that the Legalists began to search for a way to save the world.
Every generation's laws were different. That was because each generation needed different laws.
"It's precisely because morality and self-restraint are no longer effective that we need self-restraining ropes."
Laws weren't all that holy. They were simply ropes and chains that humans created to restrain people's natural instincts of "being greedy for benefits and evil for benefits" and "avoiding harm with benefits." The most brilliant would add on the temptation of "candy" to help those who followed the laws obtain some special treatment.
This was a possibility, an ethereal possibility. However, it was an obstacle that was nearly impossible to overcome.
In this world where the Gods existed, in order for everyone to be restrained by these chains, there would need to be a fair judge that surpassed the Gods.
If the Gods were able to casually give the green light, then not only would this restriction become meaningless, it would even become a method of tyranny.
Fortunately, Aillé was moved by this possibility. Wumianzhe's successful ascension to Godhood turned this "possibility" into a possibility. In the end, after experiencing so much and paying so much, the Hades and the World of Judgement after death succeeded.
There would finally be a day when souls would no longer enter the Divine Kingdom. Instead, they would enter the Hades. Their judgment would no longer be based on their contributions and sacrifices for the Gods. Instead, it would be based on their personal morals and good and evil. In that case, the wheel of hatred would be stuck.
There would finally be a day when everyone would fear the Judgment after death and truly face the consequences of their words and actions. Perhaps this would also eliminate war.
Of course, this was only a possibility, but it was already my limit.
Now that the Hades had already taken shape, the Holy War fanatics from the Order Faction and Chaos Faction would be quite an eyesore. As long as they continued to incite war, the Holy War would be unstoppable, and all sacrifices would be meaningless.
In fact, in my eyes, the Gods from the Divine Kingdom from the old generation were even eyesores …
That was why we had always been looking for an opportunity to eliminate the existences from the old generation as much as possible, so that this Holy War would be the last.
But at this time, someone provided me with another option.
"Open up this dimensional barrier and completely eliminate the need for the Holy War. Wouldn't everything be over then?"
During this period of time, Cavendish's words and actions had been lingering in my mind.
Would it be over? Was Cavendish's method correct? Compared to my "possibility" that I didn't even know how long it would take to realize, perhaps this option would be more effective with fewer sacrifices.
"Even if there are frightening dimensional invaders outside, at least all species will stop their internal wars in front of a powerful enemy and the pressure of survival. Perhaps, with this opportunity, as long as the two Goddesses don't continue to cause trouble, we can form a rather effective communication mechanism. After World War II, it was also because the Allies defeated the Axis countries that the United Nations was born. "
Perhaps to put it nicely, I was a cautious person. To put it bluntly, I thought too much and didn't sleep well, making it easy for me to go bald … Cough, cough, Roland was quite strong. Roland wasn't bald at all.
But after repeatedly analyzing, analyzing, and comparing, I gave up on this idea.
The reason? Although it sounded quite funny, it was my memories from my previous world that made me make up my mind.
"In my previous world, there weren't any Gods or Holy Wars. Didn't everyone still end up fighting each other every few decades? Would the problem really be solved by opening up this world's barrier? I don't think so. Although my method is slow, it's actually effective. At the very least, in my previous world, the concept of law was widespread. The United Nations provided a certain amount of military force, and the situation improved slightly. "
"Opening up the barrier will only change the environment for this hatred chain to enter a larger stage, which will attract even more competing species. What's the point of all this? There'll only ever be one victor, and there'll be even more losers. "
After repeatedly analyzing, I decided to refuse Cavendish's suggestion. My understanding of him actually strengthened my resolve to fight to the end.
"Cavendish probably only wanted to have fun from start to finish. This stage is too small, and he's having so much fun on a larger stage. 'What if he messes up? It's fine as long as he's having fun. 'How could I hand over the future of this world to such a person …? "
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