Humanity deserves its suffering. People who leech life away from all they touch. Even the lifestream is the same -- it consumes without hesitation as well.

[He barely cares about much of anything anymore. The hero is long since gone, overcome by hate and anger. Even his goals have melted away into an empty shell.

Though using Gaia as as means to find a new planet still lingers in the back of his mind, it is slightly overshadowed by his growing obsession with something else entirely. Of course Aerith probably has already figured out what that is.]