An inside job

And finally after a very long pause, Zinbad broke the silence with a sigh. "Who knows. I mean, I just don't know what that guy planned for me to do. Like, he might have planned for something like me letting the two groups join hands or some shit like that, but I don't think that would ever happen. It's beyond saving, you know? They have gone to the point where a simple handshake would've saved everything. I don't know. Maybe if it was ten years early or something, we could've done something about it." He shrugged as he said it.

"Why do you say that?" Addison asked.

"Well, I believe that it wasn't that bad back then. Like, from what I can see, the misconception that the other party wants to destroy the world came in the recent years. I can't say that for sure either, but it's just a hunch, you see." He spoke.