Sasuken: Then come with me to the Bridge so we can plug into the coordinates, Abneris.
*Cicero, Shaern and Sonia board as they are about to depart*
[In Ynot's Quarters]
Shika: you know you have to come out eventually, right?
Ynot: Of course. But in the mean time, I will be training. I am tired of Set slipping through my fingers. Next time we meet, will be the last. Only Blackout ever eluded me for an extended period, he lives, still. By chance do you have a few Hollows you need to put down?
Shika: I do not. You know I do not send them to the slaughter.
Ynot: At least you recognize the slaughter to avoid it. It is hard to do so when you know not the limits of ones abilities.
Shika: Indeed, though your speech puzzles me. I cannot tell if you are speaking of yourself, or another.
Ynot: I speak of all, and one. I am frightened.
Shika: And what does the mighty Ynot have to fear?
Ynot: Well, the incident that got my journey started, the submersion into Electrified protodermis, did much to me, sending ripples across the multiverse. It created not only a Hollow version of me, but Nobody as well. Why, if the trigger was submersion, did the rest of this motley crew wind up with the same plagues as I? I have pondered this numerous times. The only answer I can concoct is one that cannot be explained. The simplest answer, yet the most aggravating.
Shika: And what can cause such a conundrum?
Ynot: Unity brought me and the others together. Duty sent us to the island. Destiny is what transformed us. Destiny must be what was different for me. Though, while I can see that Sasuken and the others are living their Destiny by following me, i feel mine is still to come. Some event that I was crafted for, some cataclysm that I must either incite or divert. the knowledge dimension shields one from knowledge of their own future, and I dare not have someone know it prior to I.
Shika: Well, before I depart, I must ask you something.
Shika: I was skimming through the chronicles of this mutiverse, and at one point you where sitting in a pocket dimension listening to an MP3 Player...What happened to that?
[Meanwhile, In Australia]