Aiwass gazed at Old Moriarty, observing his blood-stained face wearing a faint smile.
He suddenly understood the meaning of the old man's words.
——This is a rehearsal of an apocalypse.
For the inhabitants living under this sky, an asteroid impact of this scale is tantamount to a "doomsday."
Without the intervention of a "Savior," any abilities or attempts they employ are utterly meaningless——whatever they do, their world will be destroyed.
That is the irreversible fate decreed by heaven, a predetermined [death].
And Aiwass holds their [life].
He could leave here unhurriedly——just like the Serpent Celestial Marshal, escaping before the apocalypse destroys him to ensure his survival. He could, of course, curse Moriarty, or even kill him directly, or internally place all the "blame" on Moriarty, as he was the one who demanded the trolley problem... And Aiwass is under no obligation to save everyone.
