When the scavengers of Chaos Town piece together a new invention from scraps, the excitement and joy are so sincere;
When the Whisperers discover traces of truth amidst the rumors, the brilliance of wisdom is so dazzling;
When the Symbionts form deep friendships with a Magical Beast, the pure emotion is so touching.
These are experiences that his "subjects" can never truly feel.
"Perhaps..." Hephis thought silently to himself:
"True perfection shouldn't be about eliminating all uncertainty, but rather learning to coexist harmoniously with it."
As he pondered this, Hephis' avatar of light turned toward the opposite side of the sandbox, where stood the young Wizard who created all of this.
"Your methods..." his voice carried an indescribable irritation:
"Remind me of an old acquaintance."
He rubbed his temples, seemingly recalling some unpleasant memories:
"A troublesome guy named Hector."
The temperature in the air subtly changed with the mention of this name.
