What did Jonathan mean… Goddess showed them?
Not told them?
Showed them?
Young Aether was utterly confused. The more he listened, the less anything made sense. His thoughts tangled into an incomprehensible mess as he tried to piece together Jonathan's words.
There was that strange portal, and from it, monsters carrying Origin Crystals had poured out endlessly like popcorn bursting from a heated pan. And now... Jonathan was saying those creatures were his people?
What the actual fuck was going on here?
Young Aether slowly lifted his gaze toward Jonathan. His friend stood there with clenched fists, his entire body trembling with barely restrained fury. Bloodshot eyes burned with hatred as they locked onto Aether's own.
"This..." Jonathan's voice quivered as he fought to suppress his emotions.
"This is what you people started... and all we want... is to end it, Aether. That's all."
