And then there was Chin’Ameh. Like Morgan, he’d sacrificed everything, even his own daughter and grandson, for what he’d believed would save the world from an inevitable tragedy. He’d laid down his life on the sacrificial altar of the entire Nameless World. And although he’d been deceived, his motivations had been exceptionally noble.
There was also Erhard, who, to the very end, had given his people hope for a new, better tomorrow where no one would starve, and no one would be forced to choose which of their crying and dying children to feed.
Even the House of the Golden Sky in the Land of the Immortals was noble in a way. Despite their chosen method, they desired the same thing most ordinary mortals did: progeny. To see a part of themselves live on through their children and grandchildr
