"…Where did human power stand in all this chaos?!"
"You tell me," the Cosmic Elder laughed softly, though there was no real amusement in his eyes. "The legends they spread claim that they fought with all their strength to protect the people—so tell me, does anything I'm telling you now even remotely suggest any kind of true resistance?"
Then he shook his head slowly. "At that point, the universe was only large enough to accommodate everyone for a time. There were many regions that had not yet tasted devastation, and there were people who used special methods to keep their planets in constant motion, forever fleeing danger. As for the very few Behemoths that existed back then, they focused only on protecting their own galaxies… nothing more. That was the reality of that era."
"….." Robin's expression darkened, his features tightening as anger replaced shock.
