So there were more wars that X had to worry about, according to Harpuia? Even without Sigma, the conflicts would still continue, regardless of how much X himself had worked to rid the world of it?
...What was he thinking. Of course it would still be there; destroying the root of the problem didn't stop the tendrils from growing, or others from deciding to take up his aims. Even if X did destroy Sigma, there were other things he had to worry about, and things he had to do to keep the world safe. But it would be safe someday; if Harpuia was right, and he had created this "Neo Arcadia"...
And even if he hadn't. There was always hope. Even if Sigma came back, X just had to beat him again. Even if fighting was painful, even if it broke his heart to see the deaths of so many at his hands, so long as it was him doing the fighting, and innocents were kept safe, it was okay.
It would all be okay.
"It's likely that you're older than me." X said. "Even if like this, it might not be the case. Whoever put us in these bodies has a funny sense of humor, huh?"
Understatement of the year, clearly.
"But 21XX is...it's a rather vibrant time, I guess. Even with the war, the cities are still full of life, and humans and Reploids alike do what they can considering the circumstances."
With an awkward laugh, X used his good hand to scratch the back of his head, careful not to poke himself with his glass shard.
"It's strange; even though I live in it, it's hard to describe in words." He paused. "What about you, Harpuia? What's it like in Neo Arcadia? Tell me a little bit about yourself."
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So there were more wars that X had to worry about, according to Harpuia? Even without Sigma, the conflicts would still continue, regardless of how much X himself had worked to rid the world of it?
...What was he thinking. Of course it would still be there; destroying the root of the problem didn't stop the tendrils from growing, or others from deciding to take up his aims. Even if X did destroy Sigma, there were other things he had to worry about, and things he had to do to keep the world safe. But it would be safe someday; if Harpuia was right, and he had created this "Neo Arcadia"...
And even if he hadn't. There was always hope. Even if Sigma came back, X just had to beat him again. Even if fighting was painful, even if it broke his heart to see the deaths of so many at his hands, so long as it was him doing the fighting, and innocents were kept safe, it was okay.
It would all be okay.
"It's likely that you're older than me." X said. "Even if like this, it might not be the case. Whoever put us in these bodies has a funny sense of humor, huh?"
Understatement of the year, clearly.
"But 21XX is...it's a rather vibrant time, I guess. Even with the war, the cities are still full of life, and humans and Reploids alike do what they can considering the circumstances."
With an awkward laugh, X used his good hand to scratch the back of his head, careful not to poke himself with his glass shard.
"It's strange; even though I live in it, it's hard to describe in words." He paused. "What about you, Harpuia? What's it like in Neo Arcadia? Tell me a little bit about yourself."