Ethan realized that the existence of this central machine posed a threat not only to the people of this world but also to the balance of the realms. If left unchecked, it could continue to drain resources from other worlds once they find that such a thing is possible, perpetuating the cycle of suffering and decline.
"What a fucking mess…" Ethan thought and then sighed.
Understanding the gravity of the situation, Ethan knew that he had a crucial role to play. He had to confront the central machine, the heart of the city that kept its inhabitants alive. By destroying it, he could break the chains that bound the world to its imminent destruction. Still, he was starting to feel like he was doing a lot less saving and a lot more killing for someone who had the title of a hero.
"How much time this world has?" Ethan asked.
