Monopoly, further monopoly. Concentration, even greater concentration.
Perhaps it all ends like this: The Seven Seals unite a handful of top elites, leveraging technology and Magic Power to transform into the Immortal Alliance. Retain a fixed amount of scientifically and artistically trained professionals, then have AI play the part of several billion extras.
They don't need to entertain the common people anymore; humans lacking outstanding skills only add to the instability risks. The Witch is just a footnote in this blueprint, disposable through brain extraction to build black walls, incapable of stirring any waves.
So, the forces of resistance around the world must be very strong. Farosa hazily conjectured.
There are over nine billion humans here, even nine billion pigs would shout loudly, wouldn't they?
Thinking this, Farosa found it amusing. She had never considered before those scattered "collective strengths."
