The woman didn’t intend to assume surrending was the best choice.
It had never been.
And, the fact she was still among the living meant she refused to succumb to Solari’s hatred. Albeit she was neither an aspect nor a mighty warrior, the Lunari wanted to contribute to the cause.
Albeit her heart wished to see the sunchildren being decimated, Ernye knew both day and night were respectively the halves of the same circle. Still, it was still hard to move on from what happened to her.
To move one from the fact she would have never seen again her beloved ones.
«You’re right, Zed.
I believe you might have misunderstood my question.
It was just an observation regarding many things I’ve been wondering about…
Have you noticed people get uninterested on what doesn’t concern them, regardless of how much it’s horrible?»
The Ionia’s slaughter done by Noxus, the torment Lunari had been forced to experience for centuries by Solari’s hands…
There were so many things that happened, and they were so wrong the Lunari even wondered if the Gods would have forgiven all these bloody sinners.
«How can they be impassive before all of this…?»
“The world is a large place. Even the sun and moon, as large as they are, only see half of it any given time.”
Zed hardly considered it his job to evangelize the world to his ideas. Even the whole of Ionia, fragmented as it was, would not unite under one banner. But he would band together with those who agreed with him, slowly but surely increasing their numbers, until he had a force that could operate on its own.
That idea was the backbone of the Order of Shadows.
“Do you think you could care about every injustice carried out in every pocket of the world? You would need to be no less than a god, an all-seeing, all-knowing being. That, of course, is ridiculous.”
Divinity was a foolish thing to try to reach. Zed saw enough potential in humanity that he saw no need to change from that nature.
“A rice farmer here does not really care about what goes on in the politics of the Placidium. They only care about harvesting their crops, bringing them to market, and making enough to feed their family. There is just not enough time in the day to worry about others, when people are so concerned about their own well-being. If you consider that awful, or ridiculous, then you are just someone who still clings to the strain of empathy inside you.”
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