Chapter One Hundred and Sixty-Eight: I Don't Think You Have a Reason to Refuse
The birth of one world, the extinction of another.
The name of the Mother-civilization to which [It] belonged had become indistinguishable in the messages.
Let's temporarily call it "Civilization X."
Just as [It] had said, the form of this civilization was entirely different from that of Earth.
It was a civilization where beings primarily existed as spiritual entities. They were unconcerned with their physical appearance; or, to put it another way, they were a form of spiritual life.
Where this civilization was born cannot be verified amid the immense and complex messages. Perhaps it was some distant galaxy. The distance from Earth was also unknowable.
Its social structure was similar to a beehive.
A Mother birthed countless lives—as needed.
Just like a queen bee giving birth to a vast swarm of workers—only more complex.
