Quote Originally Posted by Cleretic View Post
If I woke up as some rando in the Ancient world, I'm not scared of the End of Days. Frankly, I think I die ten seconds after the skies go red and the city is destroyed, and there's almost a level of comfort in dying so suddenly to something absolutely colossal that I both had no part in creating and had no power to stop; not really a lot of time or place for fear, at least as I process it.

I'm scared of a world where a child's nightmares can become real.
I'm scared of the world where the Behemoth is celebrated as an achievement.
I'm scared of a world so normative they can't even fathom a deviation from the norm--and what that means for me, as someone who so often doesn't fit it.
I'm scared of a world where literally anyone I meet has magic that can cause me great pain and danger, and whose power over that is so tenuous that a stray thought makes it go wrong.
I'm scared of having that power myself.
And I'm scared of a world run by fourteen people who only leave office voluntarily, who select their successors personally when they do, and who are all completely okay with everything I just mentioned.

Yeah, Thavnair's not perfect--even if I dodge the End of Days somehow, this is still a place that lost so many people on a specific pilgrimage that they started praying to the crocodile that might've eaten them--but I would still be happier and feel safer there than Amaurot. And it has nothing to do with who you think.

EDIT: Y'know what, as much as I love the non-sequitir, that needs and deserves the context.
Yeah, no. why the *hell* would you be scared of a world where the entire society is pretty much gender non-conforming in the sense of "My body is just the one I was born with and does not define me as a person."? One where you don't need expensive surgeries or hormones to change your body if you feel uncomfortable in it because hey, magic can be used to shape your flesh how you want it? I would love to live in a world where I can just ]create whatever is needed so no one needs ever to starve again or fight over scarce resources. I mean, sorry, but your fears seem silly to me when the Sundered world with its pain and scarcity seems so much worse.