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Fardel followed along with his sword always waiting.

Meanwhile, Raxtion followed behind them all seemingly unaware of the situation, while really he was waiting for the show to start, and got popcorn ready for when Mixt killed Fardel.

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Fardel followed along with them, but as the conversation went on, he started feeling emotions of dread and horror. He understood exactly what Mixt was getting at. His plan was to kill and slaughter millions in a gamble to bring forth beings from another realm! This was madness and Fardel wished to not be a witness to it. "YOU MONSTER!" Fardel yelled out "You would commit genocide in order to find out if there truly are beings superior to us?! You are not only a monster, but a MAD MAN! People pray because they want to believe in a higher power, not because there is one!" Fardel said in an attempt to make Mixt change his opinion on the matter of supreme beings, even though Fardel prayed himself. "There is no god, nor gods! You'd be wasting your time to take it out on what's left of the population!"

Meanwhile Raxtion stood there happily humming to himself. Then he noticed a flower on the ground. He picked it up and put it in the hair of a woman, who had been decapitated merely five minutes earlier.

Haha, LOL, that was two days ago. Sorry I never came on! Doesn't look like you guys got much done though.

The station started moving towards it's intended destination "Now look here, YOU, just because you know more about the station than me does not mean that you are smarter! Who made the "cure"?! WHO put you under WHO'S mind control?! IT WAS ME! Okay, that's it, JUST STOP! I can't deal with this right now."

"My god man! I realize that you are bound to me, but I just didn't realize that I had left such a loop hole in the mind control that you would still be able to get some emotion out!" said Dr. Traken realizing the error of his mistake. "Well, regardless, lets get underway, unless that's too much for you, drama queen!"

Fardel followed along, unsure of what to do. He had wanted to leave but didn't want to leave alone. He needed to at least keep by the one person he could trust... Phisoxa.

Down in the dungeon, Raxtion held the three old women, ready to sentance them.

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Dr. Traken gave him an annoyed look "My god, what's with you all of the sudden? I've made up my mind, why don't you make up yours?!"

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