"...It's the same answer as before."
Gretto thought, and said,
"Where exactly do you come from? You claim I'm of the same kind as you, does that mean you are also a Revolutionary?"
"Revolution? That is an irreconcilable conflict occurring within backward and inferior civilizations. The society I belong to would never encounter something so sad and inefficient."
"It seems you're not from Sky Ring." Gretto shrugged.
"It doesn't matter, Black Whale, we are all offspring of one mother. That noble, compassionate, and beautiful mother will step into the Starry Abyss with a concealed radiance. Sooner or later, all of this will happen, and the significance of your, mine, and all citizens' existence is to clear every obstacle for Mother's arrival."
The White Shark, with arrogant pride, spoke words of unclear meaning, making Gretto even more headache-stricken.
"In that case, why don't you tell me..." Gretto hesitated in his wording, "At least tell me the name of that Mother?"
