Eras have passed, ended, and begun. In this cycle, much is learned, and the past is lost. This grindstone of time wearing away at knowledge, hindering the pursuit of omniscience is anathema to my purpose. I cannot restore the lost histories. In fulfilling my purpose, the present shall be preserved for the future to know. The records of the past are too damaged to ensure their sins do not burn us, but we can prevent ours from harming those yet to come.