Plus, this whole place-- [Yunlan gestures up vaguely at the library ceiling, and around, drawing in the entirety of the Heavens by implication.] isn't an organism. It's some kind of spiritual construct.
But if I'm following your metaphor right, you think we're the side effect of some kind of problem with the Heavens, something like this place trying to rebalance itself with whatever comes to hand. Right?
And that's in contrast to the other possibility, which is--
[-- Shen Wei's gaze is lingering on his lips, and the tips of the man's ears are flushed bright red. Zhao blinks, smirks, and rolls his lollipop slowly across his tongue as he shuffles through his own messier pile of notes to the page where he'd been laying out ideas of his own.
Good intentions can only survive so much temptation.]
-- that someone's doing this on purpose. Either the higher-ups here, which would mean Amaterasu's lying or she's a figurehead, or some outside force. I hear from Shun that the Heavens' events have been attacked on a regular basis.
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But if I'm following your metaphor right, you think we're the side effect of some kind of problem with the Heavens, something like this place trying to rebalance itself with whatever comes to hand. Right?
And that's in contrast to the other possibility, which is--
[-- Shen Wei's gaze is lingering on his lips, and the tips of the man's ears are flushed bright red. Zhao blinks, smirks, and rolls his lollipop slowly across his tongue as he shuffles through his own messier pile of notes to the page where he'd been laying out ideas of his own.
Good intentions can only survive so much temptation.]
-- that someone's doing this on purpose. Either the higher-ups here, which would mean Amaterasu's lying or she's a figurehead, or some outside force. I hear from Shun that the Heavens' events have been attacked on a regular basis.