It seems that little has changed, despite the war raging outside. How smoothly we live our lives. Though it may simply show that those here are able to carry on regardless, it may mean that they do not care.

...As you know, I seek an end to strife. Though I am only one man, one mortal. I realized that setting this world right cannot be done alone. This world...it is a crude one. It is incomplete. I seek to change that...

And yet, we return to the initial point. Circular logic, as it were. To do so, to achieve my goal, others must work for the same.

To begin, we must root out the causes of suffering. The town below us carries in itself much hatred, the ancestral, primitive hatred for any who are different. Yet what causes us to cling to those ancient, illogical things? What inhabits them to override their logic to the point of violence?

I seek those who will aide me in finding out.