[ It's a very loaded question indeed, when one comes to speak of fate and the inevitable cascaed of consequence. ]

It could be, if our disc had not erupted into war. One nation sought to conquer its remaining piece for itself, the other was embroiled in political upheaval. A butterfly's wingbeats can inadvertently cause a storm. Small mishaps, disagreements can multiply. And so it did, until a cascade brought about escalating tensions.

[ There is a pause, and here he looks almost regretful. ]

I wished only peace for my people. We had to take up arms against an invasion force that derived strength from killing. There was simply no time.