"In the end, the greatest trouble I've encountered in this world, all of it was concocted by you alone. Just for this reason, you've caused so much turmoil?" Aiden said with an expressionless face as he put away the chess pieces.
"In your eyes, 'this reason' might seem dull, and my actions impactful. But to me, this reason is sufficient, and the actions merely trivial," Melifilia said indifferently, "Mortals always search for meaning in what they do, but to the dominators, many things mortals find meaningful are but fleeting trifles."
"I've been wanting to ask..." Aiden tried to inquire, "You were once a mortal, right?"
"Of course. Except for the original generation of dominators who have long perished, all subsequent dominators were mortals who seized power, myself included," Melifilia answered.
"Then do you still consider yourself human?" Aiden asked.
"Does it matter?"
"Doesn't it?"
