His expression changed. The earth had given him a sign, and he lifted his eyes to the night sky and fixed them on the full moon. "No matter what I do, humanity and its desires will never be truly separated. What I've done today is only a temporary solution. In the end, chaos will return as long as people are ruled by their desires."

Ignatius closed his eyes in despair. What use was infinite magic if he couldn't save the world from its inevitable collapse? He couldn't live forever. He couldn't protect the world forever. And so...

Ignatius' eyes opened again, now glimmering with a faint hope. Perhaps, if he...