Nabla: As warriors of the Tetrahedron, is our job not to bring peace?

Babibo: There you go again with this foolish concept. This peace of which you humans talk so much, yet so meaninglessly. We are warriors, as you said, and our job is war.

N: Not war for war's sake. Do we not serve the Tetrahedron? Is it not a good god, who wants only the good of all its creatures? And is not peace the greatest good for the leaving?

B: A god of Beauty would grant its gifts to sculptors. A god of plenty would grant them to those who go fishing. But the Tetrahedron grants the power of Tetrahedrokinesis only to the warriors that fight in its name. What kind of God does that make it?

N: But... The Tetrahedron is all good! The reason why we must fight is that the Cube is corrupting the world! Once good prevails, there will be peace!

B: You know nothing of peace. Follow me.

*They leave Hypermeridiopolis

N: How far will we walk?

B: Until you can no longer see anything in any direction that isn't ice, sky, or me.

*They walk longer.

B: Now look around. This is what you asked. This is peace. What do you think of it.

N: It is beautiful.

B: Is it all you want for the world?

N: Well, no. Not for the whole world. It's too... Lifeless.

B: Is peace then not the greatest good?

N: It is, but life must exist to enjoy peace. This is peaceful, but dead.

B: But the very act of living contradicts peace. We beat the ground with our feet to walk. We fight the wind to advance. We pierce the water to swim.   We slaughter fish to eat. And nothing in the world submits without fighting us back with the same might.

Even now, we are striking at the tranquility of this place, biting its silence, pecking its idleness. And the cold we feel is it fighting back We do not do war, Nabla, we are war. War is life, and the Tetrahedron blesses the living. 

N: I think I understand.

B: Good. What do you wish now?

N: [thinks] I want to fight you.

B: Good.

(Context: Babibo is a penguin)