Elderra Cosmic Circle 3921.
I visited many places and races of sentient beings since the one in Archives 8.1 and 8.2, and through most of them I realized to have made a critical error in my judgement about a part in that entry.
Many of the races I visited turned out to have tendencies of violence, which they may use against other races or even against their own kind more times than not.
In my entry in Archive 8.2, what I speculated to be a meeting between two groups who exchanged items and greetings when I witnessed it, turned out to be a skirmish: a conflict of a small duration, a battle of sorts between them.
Both were byproducts of conflict, a concept I wasn't previously familiar with, and which only came to my knowledge by observing many other sentient races.
In regard of this concept, I find it to be a very wrong way of using their intelligence.
To further understand the reason behind this faulty choice of their intelligence's application, I decided to visit a place where such conflict was present. In addition, I wanted a particular instance where many beings would be involved to get the best results possible.
Conflict proved to be almost omnipresent, you could find it almost everywhere. After not so long searching, I found the ideal place I was looking for, meeting both my criteria.
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On a planet that didn't have a name yet, the natives living in it were a race of humanoids with two feet and four arms.
My first observations since reaching it have shown that their civilization was still in its early developments. The materials they used for energy purposes were still minerals dug and stolen from the planet's surface.
Their primary tools for their conflicts were cold weapons like the pointy sharp sticks - universally called by similar names in many languages, with the most widespread being "sword"- and other sticks, mostly made of wood, which used an ignition system to fire a metal ball.
When I eventually got to the specific place of my interest, a skirmish was taking place. Although I didn't agree with their foolish actions, I still recorded everything down, gaining information about the context of this conflict at the same time.
The two fighting groups were members of the same race. A sad thing to witness and more often to occur than what I would have expected to happen, before I knew of conflict.
The skirmish was a short one, lasting too little of time to learn anything useful. I needed a few more native days to observe them more closely. So, I waited long enough to witness many skirmishes start and end in those few days.
Through deep and patient observation, I discovered in my incredulousness that they were fighting for a few pieces of rocks, albeit bigger ones than the ones they always are stepping on.
There was a mountain range connected to both of their territories, rich in mineral resources, wood and wildlife, and they both wanted it for themselves. I found this strong need of theirs to possess what was of the planet's instead, distasteful. What's more, they were fighting each other for them.
Placing a side note on this need to research it further in the future as it seems important, I wondered if it was possible to find a solution for the above, starting from the planet's issue first.
I could permanently stop them from taking resources from the planet, which was the sensible thing for me to do, but as I don't make half-heartedly such actions it would have meant stopping every other sentient race too from exploiting their planet's resources. And that would be impossible to do so since it would mean having no more sentient beings in the cosmos.
Persuading the two forces to stop their fighting and instead simply share them amongst themselves seemed simple enough for me. It was more logical for them to choose to effortlessly gain half of them, than going through all that trouble for just a chance to perhaps gain all of them.
Figuring out a plan for reaching the best results possible, I was decisive in acting on it.
I walked into their two resting places one at a time - two similar clusters of many small, cloth rooms - and found the biggest ones amongst them. Inside were the two leaders, and after putting them to sleep, one after the other, I carried them high up to the mountain range.
When I found a suitable place to carry out my persuasion plan, I put them down on the rocky floor and woke them up.
They were disoriented at first but quickly came to their senses. They scanned their surroundings in confusion and surprise, and when they caught sight of each other they became shocked; their expressions were the kind I always find amusing to watch, no matter the race.
Before they could even notice me, they got up on their feet and while shouting at each other, started fighting right in front of me. Seeing them go at it right after spotting each other, I knew it would be slightly more difficult for my plan to succeed than expected.
Having seen enough, I stepped forward, finally drawing their attention. They separated from each other, and both stared at me in alertness.
At the same time, they got to see what was behind me; the expanse below the mountains stretching into the far distance. Only then did they finally realize where they were.
They stood there, alternatively looking at me and their opponent.
I really enjoyed watching them as their minds' gears were turning, but I shouldn't let them strive to figure out the events that brought them here, as that would mean waiting too long for comfort.
Releasing a bit of my aura, I drew all their attention fixated on me.
I began explaining my solution for their troubles and needs by tapping hard on the ground, showing them the mountain range beneath us as the main point of my plan.
I continued by making hand signs, like slashing my palm in half which meant splitting the mountain's resources between them. In addition, I pointed at them and between them and brought my two palms together, meaning for them to better work together than fighting.
They took a while to comprehend my simple movements, but through their changed expressions they seemed to understand me to some degree.
They began to exchange a few words in their language, a good sign I thought, which would have led to the best results I envisioned for them.
But where such luck. As soon as I thought they reconciled and would share the resources without fighting, they drew their weapons. The two arms of the upper pair held two swords while one of the bottom pair's arms held an ignition system weapon.
Before they managed to fully charge at each other, I disappointedly moved between them and pressed on their shoulders as light as I could.
They were immediately brought to their knees and assumed calm behavior. I thought this would help them think through things more peacefully, but I was again mistaken.
Even on their knees, they were shouting at each other, their arms with the weapons still held on and ready to move.
While expressionless, I nudged them with my palms across their faces, turning their heads a little sideways and at the same time prevented them from resuming their fight.
Their stubbornness though knew no bounds. It didn't take long for them to break the peaceful atmosphere and get ready to fight yet again. So, I nudged them a second time.
But it was as if they were caught up in a loop, always on the verge of fighting after I had made them stop.
I was forced to nudge them a few more times to finally make them permanently stop from trying to start a fight. For some reason their faces were red and more round by that time.
'They were probably trying really hard controlling their fighting urges, truly admirable of them. Now they were truly willing to listen to my solution.'
I showed them once again my solution through hand signs, this time slower to be better understood.
After observing me for a while they turned towards each other and spoke calmy few words. Their tone was different this time, assuring me that their next actions wouldn't be the same as the ones before.
When they stopped talking and turned to me, they did so while showing me a look that was unlike the ones which they had shown before. Their eyes were fully opened while their mouths were only partially so.
'Finally.' They seemed to understand my solution to their problems and agreed with me. Even after a while, they didn't fight again, which was proof of it.
I backed up a bit, giving them space to talk about the details of their newfound peace and future corporation.
Seeing them amicably speaking to each other, I felt content of my accomplishment.
I continued to watch the result of my efforts for a while longer before I left the scene.
As I was departing the planet, I felt truly satisfied with this visit. Not only did I learn why sentient races fight others or themselves, I also managed to plant the seed towards peace to one.
Becoming aware of that feeling of need, which drives the sentient beings to want to possess and control resources, was a surprising bonus! Truly an interesting subject for future observations.