Last Spell

How can one fix the world?

Neron thought about this after arriving at his proposed solution to save his world from utter destruction.

He had traveled through the Branches of Aether, visiting the most absurd and beautiful places to ever exist.

He had also experienced every facet of his own world's timeline—from start to finish.

He had seen it all.

However, through all of this, Neron noticed a common trend.

"This world is broken… it's imperfect."

Tragedies happened every day.

People suffered, they died, they killed, they were killed.

The world existed and was sustained on an endless cycle of violence and chaos, even in the Aether Tree.

It was inevitable 

Even if he managed to save his world from imminent destruction, he wouldn't be able to stop the intrinsic flaw that existed in reality.

Aether… Nether… they were still flawed.

Imperfect.

"How can I change that?"