"Hey! Walking on thin ice! Those beasts of the Ten Thousand Races can fail countless times, yet still make a comeback, but us humans only need to fail once, and we're completely doomed, only facing extinction or forever becoming blood food, becoming slaves!"
"A bunch of idiots, can't even see the hidden crisis in this, seriously enough!"
"Exactly! They don't understand anything! They're just blindly following! Ignorance! Truly ignorant! They don't even have the ability to think independently."
"Seems like I can understand the mindset of those cultists from the past, thinking about the number of Beast Kings, it's truly... hopeless!"
"..."
In a big forest, all kinds of birds can be found, some people see joy, while others see sorrow.
Some people, after seeing the reality, swore to pursue it, while others became decadent, and some even started to go astray from this moment.
