We all started out as a purple fish that is trying to survive and eating anything that you can catch while fearing of getting eaten by larger predator. And also trying not to waste any food after killing your prey
Once you reached to the last evolution and you're the great white shark. Life is easy you left nothing but death and destruction in your path with no fear of getting eaten by something larger than you. Also committed a few cannibalism here and there.
You wasted quite a lot food leaving your victims dead body laying around and never choose to consume them completely. It's almost as if you're trying to tell others that you're not afraid of wasting and you don't need to struggle when it comes to hunting.
You're just hunting all of them for sport out of sheer boredom while being a ruthless king of the deep. You suddenly feel no empathy, you fear nothing. The only thing that is in your mind is wrath and destruction. How much chaos you can bring onto this peaceful sea.
The sea where you started out as a weak little fish
Then you turned back to that purple fish. Now we're back to trying to survive and eating anything that you can catch while fearing of getting eaten by larger predator. And also trying not to waste any food after killing your prey
This game is like a metaphor. We started out humble and small then slowly work our way up into becoming big and successful. But when we stayed successful for far too long without any competitor out there pushing our limits. While giving us a challenge.
Challenge is fun. Without any challenge life gets boring and normal
We start to forget where we all came from.
We forgot how to be humble.
Once we died.
We all have to start all over again at some point in our chain of life