The Paragons, both Godlings and Humans would act as the safety rails. They would sit in the shadows, manipulating the tides of war to ensure that while the fires of conflict burned hot enough to forge better civilization, they never burned so bright that they consumed the world itself.
The other leaders remained silent, the wind's message settling into their minds. They realized Zephyr wasn't just suggesting a way to keep their thrones, he was proposing a secret world government where the highe ups played a game of chess with nations to ensure the survival and stable development of the species.
Ethan leaned forward, his fingers tapping the arm of his blood-red throne. For him, this plan was a lifeline. If the "Great Dispersion" occurred, the rival Vampire clans would be too busy to carve out their own territories to plot a coup against him.
