[ They really did do that and skipped any actually explanations. ]
Oh - it's... a little complicated to explain, but I'll try. I don't actually work - or interact with humans all that often. But have you noticed? More and more, humans need beings like us less and less to help guide them.
[ He holds his palms out and then aligns them together. ]
Eventually, I think, they won't need us at all. They're evolving at a terrifying speed - with their technology, their intelligence, their awareness. And at this point, they have also created... infinite life with their imagination.
I'm tasked with keeping an eye on those creations. We call them the 3rd mankind. [ First for angels and demons, second for humans. ] Usually, they're written with plot, imagined in specific worlds - but not always. They can change across mediums. As you can imagine, the worlds of the 3rd mankind truly are... infinite.
[ As Ginger explains that, Day tries to imagine what he's describing: a world that doesn't need Heaven. It is...honestly, almost impossible for Day, because he knows how Heaven works back home. It manages and oversees a slew of things in the mortal realm: weather patterns, the seasons, love, war and peace, colors, and so on. Mortals pray to the gods for favor and succor (and, occasionally, worse things), theoretically a cycle of giving and receiving.
Considering he knows of at least one near-complete collapse of society in the past and that its ravages can still be felt hundreds of years later, the time when mortals don't need Heaven or divine intervention, however indirect, seems very far off. Is it even possible in a world so prone to disaster? ]
I can't say it's quite the same back home. Feels like every other week there's some kinda crisis we need to intervene in to prevent worse things from happenin'. [ He almost envies the position Ginger's Heaven seems to be in. ]
So it's like...even fictional worlds made by mortals exist in their own right? And that's what you guys manage?
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Oh - it's... a little complicated to explain, but I'll try. I don't actually work - or interact with humans all that often. But have you noticed? More and more, humans need beings like us less and less to help guide them.
[ He holds his palms out and then aligns them together. ]
Eventually, I think, they won't need us at all. They're evolving at a terrifying speed - with their technology, their intelligence, their awareness. And at this point, they have also created... infinite life with their imagination.
I'm tasked with keeping an eye on those creations. We call them the 3rd mankind. [ First for angels and demons, second for humans. ] Usually, they're written with plot, imagined in specific worlds - but not always. They can change across mediums. As you can imagine, the worlds of the 3rd mankind truly are... infinite.
It's their prayers that we answer.
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Considering he knows of at least one near-complete collapse of society in the past and that its ravages can still be felt hundreds of years later, the time when mortals don't need Heaven or divine intervention, however indirect, seems very far off. Is it even possible in a world so prone to disaster? ]
I can't say it's quite the same back home. Feels like every other week there's some kinda crisis we need to intervene in to prevent worse things from happenin'. [ He almost envies the position Ginger's Heaven seems to be in. ]
So it's like...even fictional worlds made by mortals exist in their own right? And that's what you guys manage?