"The people of Liveser and Dreya had significant differences in their lifestyles and perceptions, which led to divergences, divergences to conflicts, and conflicts to wars. And just then, as leaders, we both had the type of personality where it's heaven first, me second," Echel said nostalgically, scowling at Reed whenever he was reminded of unpleasant matters.
"Eliminating bothersome presences close to home is an instinct of a ruler." The two shared a cold look, and the nearby Lyle felt the temperature seem to drop a few degrees.
"However, we both fell," he continued, switching gears, "the prepared wars immediately died down to mere brawls, and the state fell into chaos without a clear leader."
"Until we joined Twilight Memories..."
Lyle breathed a sigh of relief; he only had terrible memories of war and was glad it never happened.
"After joining Twilight Memories, did the two of you reconcile?"
