Adam's words contained no lies, no deception, and no self-righteous explanations. The Forefather of the Godslayer Humankind, the man who had once been a beacon of hope for the Six Sacred Races during the Great War billions of years ago, had now made it perfectly clear that he intended to kill them all.
Adam had chosen his side.
And for him, it was a zero-sum game.
For the Curse Eaters of the Tenth Empyrean World to live and prosper, the Godslayer Humankind, and every other sentient life form inhabiting the Nine Empyrean Suns Universe had to perish. There was no room for compromise in his vision of unification. Their survival and the survival of his people had become mutually exclusive.
Cain listened to those words with a calm expression on his face.
There was no disappointment, no pain, and not even surprise in his eyes.
