Ooh—you thought you finally found a positive aspect of "The Black Heralds"? Well, wrong-o! No soup for you! Sorry, folks, all dreams, hopes, and plans are made only to be dashed by that mean old universe. You want some fresh-baked bread? Too bad; it burned on its way out of the oven.
Humanity is at the mercy of chaos, and so all its plans go to waste. (You can quit planning now.)
Like a really bad GPS system, hope misleads people.