Children of Lavos

I have been waiting an eternity
just for this very moment.

Meaninglessly hurting one another...
The disappearing life-forms...
The words that become delted...
The thoughts that become buried...
The pool of cells that slowly evaporate...
The echoes of consciousness that slowly fade.

Love to hate. Hate to love. Why are we born?
Why do we die? Evolution? The "survival of the fittest?"
What is there to be achieved from harming one another.
Killing one another...

The "eggs" that we call planets. And the innumerable "spermatoza" which gather around these that we call life-forms... When one of those countless seeds inseminates a planet, a new universe is born. But until that occurs, hundreds of millions of years will pass, and innumerable life-forms will be born, then die... That is the be-all and end-all. Everything exists for that one moment. All so that the universe can evolve into the next dimension. Does that make us all just pawns? Are each of our short lives nothing but a cheap sacrifice just so the one chosen life-form can be born? [...]

Genes and enviroment... Each of us tries to do his best under the limited conditions we are each dealt. Each life-form that attempts to eke out a decent life for itself forms a link in the golden chain that leads to the creation of a new universe. If one link is missing, there will be no future. There is no such thing as a useless life-form... No such thing as a pawn! Every single thing in the whole of nature is perhaps just dreaming a dream of "life"... All of them are also perhaps nothing more than a dream dreamt by the planet before it is born.

Oh, but yes...
Eventually all dreams will return to Zurvan...
to the sea of dreams...

Schala in "Chrono Cross"