A Quandary, Indeed

The Archmage's words left Baiyi quiet; the soul armature had retreated into his subconscious, reexamining his countless simulations and models. Sometime later, Baiyi discovered something unexpected: despite the Laws and methods used to build a world, if Baiyi did not interfere, every world he built would end in the same way. 

It did not matter how perfect the world was at its beginning. Nature could be bountiful and stable and harmless; the world could begin with the absence of natural disasters, plagues, and other kinds of diseases, and thousands of years later, the world would end up like the others. It would contain happiness and desolation and be surrounded by miracles and disasters; maladies of all kinds would somehow return, and the people would end up divided.

'Humans will always make the same mistakes,' Baiyi thought, smiling helplessly.