Hello, it's Reinhard. Forgive me for stepping out of the story like this, but there's no better time than now to speak directly. Four months have passed since the horrors you witnessed. I'm eighteen now—of age to marry, to start a family, to live a life filled with joy. I could have moved on from everything that's happened. Have you moved on? I almost have.
For better or worse, I'm nearly a normal human being. Yet the drive to unite all species still burns within me—an inheritance from Malric's grand design. The path he planted has grown beyond my control, but the tree remains standing.
My first task is clear: seize control of the Human World Government, then extend my rule to every kingdom, every species. Wish me luck.
But let me ask you: when you carry the hopes of countless beings, how do you choose your path? Do you sacrifice the happiness of a few to uplift the many? Is it just to quash a small group's joy if it secures the greater good? Or do you follow the promptings of your own heart—rescuing a single family because the bonds run deeper than any political calculus?
Thanks to Malric's influence, I no longer must choose one or the other. By uniting compatible species and branding the incompatible as criminals, I can achieve both aims: safeguard the majority while condemning the rest.
There are four ruling species, each incapable of coexistence. Their survival demands the elimination of the others. I once considered naming this story Earth After the Gods Left, but that felt too… foreboding.
Most non-ruling species, however, can thrive under strict laws—fear of punishment tempers their impulses. My goal is to govern all four kingdoms under a single, unbreakable order.
I offered humanity two clear paths, yet they chose neither. Instead, they plotted humanity's own eradication. Unbelievable, isn't it? I am, undeniably, the protagonist here—the first and foremost.
Thank you for joining me on this journey. Until next time, stay vigilant.