......
So this is where you are.
Endmin? Hmm... I actually wanted some quiet time alone.
Arcane!
Of course not. I was just thinking about...
...about the Rift. The Blightshades, the greatsword, and things I've lost over the past ten years.
I actually did. I tried to tie everything together and realized that...
Yeah... She will...
When I saw that sword, a possibility instantly sprang to mind.
But to me, that sword offered a new possibility — All the things I've lost, all my grievances and anger ... now have a target.
You're saying that the owner of the sword might have triggered the disaster ... and you want revenge?
Yes.
Am I disturbing you?
Did you arrive at a conclusion?
...I was obsessed with what I lost, but I never thought about what I received.
Like a little fowl trying to fill a river by dropping pebbles into it, I saw many things on the journey ... yet remembered none of them.
Truth be told, this realization felt a little sad when it hit me.
You know, it's never too late to turn things around.
Once we level the Very Large Rift, some little fowl will have all the time she needs to admire the world she missed.
We regard the Blight and Æther as "disasters" and "physical phenomena", like people during the Age of Terra who never really hated the Originium Catastrophes...
That was my original answer to your question.
Who'd have thought... Even upon realizing the possibility, I did not rage as I expected.
The culprit's utter destruction won't change my mood, but it'd mean I no longer need to sacrifice other important things.
I shall follow your command. And since "having faith in you" is your order...
So long as you and Endfield are around ... I'll no longer need to sacrifice anything, right?
Of course.
I'm yours to command, Endmin.
We shall finally end this.