You are so obviously not paying attention to the arguments actually being made, and are stuck so stridently on the one you think you're having.
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.