The Path Forward

"Do not look at it that way." Michael spoke, reading Leon's mind. "Eventually, your old world would have faced the same fate." He smiled sadly.

Leon's body froze as those words settled in his mind. "What do you mean by that?" He asked.

"Exactly what you think I do." Michael replied. "After this world is destroyed, it is only a matter of time before yours will meet its demise. And the resistance put up by your world would definitely be less than what this world can muster. Less than five thousand years with mana is too little for your world to be able to put up a basic resistance."

"..." Leon remained silent at that.

"You may think that I am exaggerating the dangers that are heading this way, but let me elaborate a bit and make you understand." Michael waved his arm and another projection was manifested. A burning world was displayed in the projection. Leon watched as the broken tears in space widened, gnawing on the fabric of that world.