156 The Inevitable Outcome POV (2/2)

”I shouldn't have compromised, Steph. I shouldn't have. I should have done what must be done from the start. It is for the best. It is for the future and prosperity of the human race. The Ori has given us a million year to prepare, and what have we been doing all this time?”

Max responses.

The Ori did give the human race a million years of preparation.

They did so by rewinding the universe a million years into the past, as the Flood cannot be stopped even with their mastery over time.

It can only be delayed.

Delayed long enough for humanity to find ways to prevent our own extinction and continue to prosper throughout the universe.

At least that is the theory.

No one can truly understand Ori.

But Max believes now that it has been delayed too much. Delayed so much that everyone decides that there is no need to hurry. Not everyone, but every country on earth.

It is hard to prepare or prevent something that will happen in a million years. This is especially true as there are still so many things to prepare for and prevent right now, such as world hunger and poverty.

Those arguments are logically sounded, and Max agrees wholeheartedly with the world leaders.

And he has used the power that bestowed to him by the Ori to make those problems go away.

No one has to go hungry if foods can be fabricated with very little effort, bypassing the necessary need to cultivate the land and grow the produces.

No one need to live in poverty if all structures can be built in an instant with nanotechnologies.

In fact, anything can be constructed in an instant with nanotechnologies, including missing body parts.

Energy crisis no longer become a problem when Max can harness the full might and power of a star in the form of a Stellar Reactor.

And as I understand it, a single Stellar Reactor outputs more energy than the sun itself each and every second, and he can create as many as he needs. It is also very safe and clean.

While every physical problem can be solved effortlessly by Max, it brings a whole host more problems that cannot easily be solved as easily.

It also reveals the greedy nature in everyone, wanting more and more until they have everything, but they still want more.Find authorized novels in Webnovel，faster updates, better experience，Please click for visiting.

How do you truly make someone remain proactive, continuously striving hard to earn all that they can possibly have in life when they already have everything they ever wanted and will ever want?

This is why my beloved is contemplating.

He truly believes that he has failed the mission that was given to him by the Ori. He truly believes that he has failed humanity, when the actual fact is, we have failed him with our greedy nature.

I am also at fault, for wanting to spend more time with him, every waking moment of every day. I only care about Max, for the world has never done anything for me.

”When everything is given, nothing is precious, Max. Only through pain and suffering that people truly cherish what they have.”

I point out, but I am sure that he already knows that. He already knows that from the very beginning, but he fails to do what is necessary due to compassion.

Compassion for me, most likely.

If I was to be truly honest with myself, there is something very different about Max. If it was really the old him, the one that I know so well, he would do whatever he must to accomplish his goal regardless of whatever I feel.

I love that side of him, and because of that, I love everything about him, including his flaws.

His twisted sense of love for his dead mother should have alienated me since deep down, he is actually using me as a replacement for someone who he truly loves, but it didn't because everything is greatly overshadowed by my love for him in every sense of the world.

I love him even if he does not love me as much as he loves his mother.

As long as he has me in his heart, I think it is enough.

And to see him happy and cheerful means more than the world to me.

Max was really happy when he believes that I am his mother.

I honestly wish I was, because he would always be happy.

Sadly, we have never role-played as mother and son again, not since that day, the day that he revealed to me that there is so much more to him than meets the eyes.

His guilts. His dreams. His wishes.

And even if those things appalled me at first, they do allow me to understand my beloved in ways that just not possible.

Hearing what I have just recited from memory, Max looks at me before smiling.

His hands quickly wrap around mine as I reciprocate in kind.

I soon lean against his body and feel his warmness.

It is not quite the same in my dream, but it is still as perfect as I have hoped it to be.

Most people would have grown bored of this already as they beginning to do so with life in general. It is the result of having everything you ever wanted without any effort.

”I love you, Max, with all my heart and body and soul. Whatever you choose, I will stand by you every step of the way, even if the world turns completely against us.”

I speak up, and he takes me into his arms, embracing me tightly.

I could feel his heart beating rapidly, but his mind is preoccupied with something else.

It is always preoccupied with something else.

I wish that it didn't, but I understand that his responsibility is not only to me. No. Never only me. And I do want to return to that day when we are the only people left remaining on earth.

It was so blissful and so surreal. Thinking about it makes my heart flusters.

While I believe that Max will always have the time for me, it feels like he is actually compromising just like he has been compromising so much in the past years.

I fear how much more he will compromised in the future.

Our embrace is interrupted by a priest, standing at the doorway.

The priest does not speak up or even make himself known since doing so would be blasphemy.

”Speak.”

Max request as he pulls himself away from me. I smile faintly before turning away from him and look out towards the city, still glimmering magnificently in the morning light.

I didn't care much for what the priest has to say to Max. I never did. Nor I care about the people living in the city below, drowning in their own pleasure or happiness.

In more than one way, I am just like them, caring only about the now instead of the future. Will saving the future brings me my happiness?

”I…”

Max begins. And I nod.

His eyes sadden as he teleports away with flames.

I want to cry. I really do.

But crying will not solve anything.

I am living the dream, but once I have it, I want more. I always want more.

This is my sin. Our sin. The sin of the world.

Like Max has said, if this continues, humanity would perish by their own greed and desire. They would become extinct by their very own nature, not through wrathful violence, but through uncaring sloth.

And after letting out a sigh, flames swirl around me and teleports me directly home.

The home that I have shared with one other person, for Max never has the time to be here for more than a day. Even so, that person is our world and joy.

The little girl siting by the kitchen table greets me with a bright smile. Her eyes are reddish-yellow, full of maturity despite her young age.

She is my daughter, Adria. And she was conceived on that faithful day.

”Hello, mother.”