For this world, I will do good. [Hero Quest]

What he wished for himself. Chloranthy had been thinking about that idea for a long time now. He had pretty much immediately immersed himself in thoughts such as these from the very beginning of his new existence. He had pondered the reasons for his being, his goals, his feelings or lack thereof. A realization he had eventually come to was that while he did not feel much about himself, he still felt much about the world around him. His mind was intensely focused on the world, perhaps due to remnant memories of his intense feelings about the world around the time of his demise. This altogether lead to him developing his current long term goal of bettering said world around him. He wished to, when needed, guide it and eliminate problems that would threaten its well-being and/or improvement. This is what he wished for himself: to use himself as a means to accomplish his goals.

Chloranthy absently gazed at his world around him. A representation of order, interconnectivity, and endless expansion. These would apparently be his ideals for the world. These were the things he wished to bring about; he wished for endless, structured improvement. To move towards these goals, he would do his best to guide the world in the right direction of goodness. He would also do his best to tear threats from anywhere he could. Focusing once more on Cirno, he would do as he was told. As there was no ground around him, he figured he should bring some to him. With just a thought, no, more a decision, another skyscraper would shoot up from the bottomless space beneath them, coming up on Chloranthy's left and missing him by a mere few feet. As it was connecting to each structure around it many times, he would reach for it with his left arm, but then hesitate before making contact. He then turned his gaze towards it, looking thoughtfully at his reflection. Something he would need to think upon would be the concept of control. Just how much should he wish to dominate the direction of the world he wished for? How much control would constrict freedom and improvement too much?

With another decision made, Chloranthy's reflection would immediately vanish, as well as any other reflection of him his world held and would hold. He decided that while he wanted to guide the world, he should not restrict it. He would do his work when needed and outside of the foreground. This inner world represented his wishes for the world; it did not represent himself. He reaffirmed within himself that he was a means to accomplish his goals. His left arm closed the small gap between it and the structure beside him, and he strongly focused all of his previous thoughts and decisions into it. Looking back towards Cirno, he passively anticipated whatever step would come next.