Look around you and see the lies. The Serah you talk to is a lie. Hope in his Ark is a lie. How long is it going to take before you wake up? Before you realize that maybe, just maybe, you’re a lie, too?
For every choice, there is an echo, with each act we change the world. One man chose a city free of law and god, but others chose corruption, and so the city fell. If the world was reborn in your image, would it be paradise or perdition?