Tar Ramesses is a talented, weak, and ordinary person. In a sense, it was precisely his weakness that led to the events that followed.
In this story, Versatilys Sellano is nothing short of a complete person. His genius, his tolerance, his foresight came at the cost of four people's tragedy, traded for the bright future of magic in the southern kingdoms. You might ask: then why not bring him along to restart? The reasonable explanation is this: his talent as a mage made it possible, his stratagems as a statesman brought about the turning point, but this is all he is. He is an extraordinary person, nothing more. He cannot transcend the identities he was given, cannot pursue the sublime that exists on a higher plane—something fundamentally beyond human cognition. Still, this does not diminish the remarkable undertaking and precious legacy he accomplished.
You don't need me to parse it to see that Cleopatra Thurandare is an incredibly twisted person. To keep the one she admired, she resorted to every means possible. However, the little conscience she had left kept her from falling into the abyss—it was precisely this impure sense of good and evil that brought the guilt that would torment her for the rest of her life. After designing the murder of Tar Ramesses' father, she couldn't face him and went north alone to study. Her inner turmoil even led her to enchant the tunnel manager to warn irrelevant miners about safety.
Although not reflected in the story, it should be said that Elvin Sylva is a highly talented sorcerer. The richness of magic in his blood is so potent that even his direct descendant, Morgras Sylva, is also a sorcerer. His purity caused the public to mistakenly believe he had betrayed his oath of allegiance to SMA, and he suffered severe stigmatization in fey society. In 1396, Elvin chose to end his life.
No matter who, whether outstanding or not, who committed the crimes and who achieved the merits, each with their own differences — no one has a perfect ending. Self-pity, sin, sorrow, unwilling to endure humiliation — this story is undoubtedly just one insignificant strand among countless cycles of tragedy. However, had this twisted story never occurred, the Thurandare clan and the Sylva clan would never have become enemies, and perhaps Keaperra Thurandare would not have died young, and perhaps the protagonist would have grown up to be a happy, ordinary person. Then, who will come to sever this painful cycle…