Solipsism
I focused my attention elsewhere. The other voice was obviously up to something. I started looking through the neighboring nations, but nothing seemed out of the ordinary. Was it just a trick to distract my attention elsewhere? I shrugged off the doubt, and kept looking. Finally, I found what I was looking for.
A few countries over, I found a nation preparing a squadron of fighter jets for launch. They had declared war on the first nation I'd created; there were propaganda posters everywhere. I didn't think anything about it, until I noticed something peculiar about the explosives they were loading. "That's way too much incendiary power for such a small device. Not at this level of technological development," I said. "Just what are you trying to accomplish?" The other voice made no reply. I looked closer. The other voice hadn't made the bombs, but he did give them the knowledge to make them.
It was peculiar, but it did allow for me to safely and cleanly remove the bombs from existence. I tried to remove the posters, but they had been made by the other voice.
"I know you're behind this," I repeated. "Your plan won't work. I've already disarmed them, so you may as well-"
My sentence was cut short by a sudden burst of light. I rushed over to my primary nation, only to discover that it had been completely destroyed. There weren't even any remains, only a void of white emptiness in the shape of a blast radius.
"Turns out they figured out that their reality was an illusion," the other voice said. "It started with just one person, but soon it was this whole ideological movement. They designed an experiment to try and communicate with us, but... as you can see, it didn't work out quite as they expected. Quite the opposite, actually."
The other voice sounded very smug. If only he had a face, so I could punch the stupid smirk off of his face. The radius of nothing was starting to expand, as the border chipped away at the edge of my creation. Soon, the existence would flake away into pure nothing.
A few countries over, I found a nation preparing a squadron of fighter jets for launch. They had declared war on the first nation I'd created; there were propaganda posters everywhere. I didn't think anything about it, until I noticed something peculiar about the explosives they were loading. "That's way too much incendiary power for such a small device. Not at this level of technological development," I said. "Just what are you trying to accomplish?" The other voice made no reply. I looked closer. The other voice hadn't made the bombs, but he did give them the knowledge to make them.
It was peculiar, but it did allow for me to safely and cleanly remove the bombs from existence. I tried to remove the posters, but they had been made by the other voice.
"I know you're behind this," I repeated. "Your plan won't work. I've already disarmed them, so you may as well-"
My sentence was cut short by a sudden burst of light. I rushed over to my primary nation, only to discover that it had been completely destroyed. There weren't even any remains, only a void of white emptiness in the shape of a blast radius.
"Turns out they figured out that their reality was an illusion," the other voice said. "It started with just one person, but soon it was this whole ideological movement. They designed an experiment to try and communicate with us, but... as you can see, it didn't work out quite as they expected. Quite the opposite, actually."
The other voice sounded very smug. If only he had a face, so I could punch the stupid smirk off of his face. The radius of nothing was starting to expand, as the border chipped away at the edge of my creation. Soon, the existence would flake away into pure nothing.