The farther you go, the more people want to get to you, get their hands on you, force you to do something beneficial to them, while you yourself want only one thing - to study calmly. However, it doesn’t work out, the eerie shadow of the Ghosts, the Others, rises over the Universe, and there is no one to stop them except you, because you are the Wanderer and the avatar of the Judge. What to do? You can leave, but wouldn’t it be meanness to abandon those who rely on you? It will happen, it will happen, you understand this very well, so you grit your teeth and move forward...