Investing Time Every Day

The civilization of the Espers before the Chaos War had gradually become accustomed to having everything done almost instantly.

Waiting was becoming unbearable for many of them, and a long-term perspective seemed like nothing more than a vague memory of the past.

Now that the StarDust was better understood, however, it seemed obvious that investing a little time every day to develop it allowed each Esper to better understand themselves and, eventually, to participate more actively in the collective effort, now more essential than ever to rebuild Esperia.

This collective effort by all the Espers, without exception, from all the elemental regions had never been undertaken until now.

For the most pessimistic among them, this therefore seemed like a lost cause.

Yet, by taking a little time each day, the results gradually became visible, like planted seeds that began to sprout with enough time and attention, eventually giving rise to magnificent forests.

Investing time every day means planting the seeds of a better future for everyone.

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