Gazing up at the stars, I become lost in thought, wondering if on one of the specks of light there exists a world without fighting, and just creatures living in harmony.
I take a deep breath, harmonizing the idea of it, but all I come back to is the existential crisis that as long as living beings are left breathing, there will never be peace.
The greed in humans, demons, and other creatures always rises to the surface. These thoughts plague my mind as I prepare to turn in for the evening; we should be arriving shortly.
As I go to turn, I bump into Arion, standing in my way, and ask if everything is alright.
Giving him a slight nod, I begin to walk past him but stop myself and pose a question to him.
"What happens if the demons are released into the world? What do you think that would create?"
A bit confused by my question, he gives a typical Arion answer.
