"But you do not wish to head towards such an end."
Suddenly, another voice sounded, and two blobs of golden light appeared simultaneously—they looked like eyes.
"Life… has a common flaw. The more ahead it is, the more they believe themselves to be extraordinary." The faint glow inside the gray figure stopped coruscating and turned stable. "People stop asking about where they are heading in the future, but what needs to be done to go someplace—it's no longer a question filled with a myriad of possibilities, but a goal.
