*meanwhile, back at Control*
*writing in her journal* Why is everything always placed on my shoulders? Ever since I was little, I've always had to be the one to get things done. It's just not right.
*a knock on the door*
*opens the door* It's me Chrissy.
*shuts journal* Oh. Hello Chief.
Are you alright there?
Yeah. Just a lot of things going through my head.
Yeah, I guess that is why you ran off.
What's on your mind?
I just... can't do it.
The last time I did... nothing... nevermind.
Chrissy, the fate of the entire world could depend on your abilities.
Why me though? Doesn't Orakio have the power?
... I don't know. He hasn't seemed like himself since the fusion.
You noticed it too, eh?
Yeah. It is as though his will to fight left him.
His will to fight, gone? That's not good.
It's real bad. The Dark Entity could use that to his advantage and destroy him once and for all.
*under her breath* ... Orakio...
I'm afraid to say this, but you need to get out there and help Orakio.
You'd better do it soon, that's all I can say. *leaves*
... I'm sorry... I just... can't.
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