Reidar's brow furrowed. "But why are you even here? What's the point of all this?" He gestured around them. "The monsters, the mana, the System. Why did our world change? Why did it come? Why do any of this?"
Keth'moran's tentacles stilled. "Work, Mr. Miller. It is not we who made all of this happen; it is nature. My kind provides disaster relief to worlds undergoing the Last Will Framework integration. The Dimensional Trade Consortium deploys merchants to Framework worlds to provide goods and knowledge. We bring resources from worlds that have already stabilized." Keth'moran spread his webbed hands. "But ultimately, it falls to humans to adapt. We provide tools; you provide the will to survive."
Reidar stared at the floating items in
"That's not an answer."
