"But there was one more problem that humans didn't account for—not until it was too late," Alan said, his voice filled with a mixture of sorrow and determination. He paused for a moment, letting the weight of his words settle in the air.
Aryan leaned forward, captivated by the history of this world and the revelation Alan was about to share. "And that was?" he asked, his curiosity piqued.
Alan's frown deepened, lines etching themselves onto his forehead. "That was the imbalance of power," he replied, his voice tinged with bitterness. "The strong kept getting stronger, while the weak were pushed further into the depths of despair. And finally, the day came."
As Alan spoke, his words seemed to paint a vivid picture of the events that unfolded. Aryan could almost feel the tension in the air as if he were transported to that pivotal moment in time.
