She smiles. "Oh? It was a long time ago before your world existed. The world was simpler then, more miniature; picture it like a flower bud not yet blossomed. The Dawn was that blossoming. The ideals, separating and spiraling into infinity, were at the heart of it all. The world chose four people to act as midwives and vessels for its blossoming. It was beautiful, and the flower needed to die." She looks disgusted "When one flower blooms, another withers and dies. We could have saved them if we weren't so vain... But it's too late now; nothing we do can stop it now."
@justice magician
The earth shakes and a scream is heard. Green mist gathers infront of you all and you find yourself back in the main room. The mist collaspes into a vaguly human shape.
Time is up, present what you havel.