[That’s… a lot to take in. A very world on the brink of extinction. The extremes in which they tried to stop it, sacrifices larger than what anyone should ever be able to comprehend. And sacrifices willing to be given twice — except by those who wanted to draw the line.

All of which culminated in a clash of ideologies; and though he may not understand the details—he assumes the two entities referenced are brought forth by magic, or by belief—like all opposite beliefs that conflict, it blossoms into war.

What is he supposed to even say to that? Sephiroth hardly knows, given that condolences feel empty, and come from him rarely, anyway.]

If there’s anything that would divide a people, it would be how they should spend their final days. Especially if it presents a moral problem.

[He pauses.]

What you’ve described to me would be… difficult, no matter the end result. No one would’ve envied that set of circumstances.

[But— he’s here now, isn’t it? A death circumvented thanks to what he can only assume is the Singularity’s influence.]