[Yuber considers the question. It's not one he's ever had to ask himself.
Over his long life, he usually fought for whoever summoned him from the darkness between worlds. He's never cared about their reasons for war. He enjoyed fighting for the sake of fighting. Chaos was its own reward, satisfying his bloodthirsty cravings was all the payment he required.
Now, however, he is being given a choice. The path before him splits...
Will he wield his sword in the hope of seeing his home again or will he fight to raise something beautiful from the ashes?
....No. There is only one choice, isn't there?]
Hmph.
There was nothing and nobody about my world worth preserving, it was already on its way to extinction. Why bother bringing back what is dead when I can make something new?
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Over his long life, he usually fought for whoever summoned him from the darkness between worlds. He's never cared about their reasons for war. He enjoyed fighting for the sake of fighting. Chaos was its own reward, satisfying his bloodthirsty cravings was all the payment he required.
Now, however, he is being given a choice. The path before him splits...
Will he wield his sword in the hope of seeing his home again or will he fight to raise something beautiful from the ashes?
....No. There is only one choice, isn't there?]
Hmph.
There was nothing and nobody about my world worth preserving, it was already on its way to extinction. Why bother bringing back what is dead when I can make something new?