Greetings, my dear observers. While some of you have accepted me into your heart, being true dears, others yet haven’t. Alas! Not everyone wants to be an active participant in the play of life directed by yours truly. Some critters of the Dead Zone still doubt my lovely intentions. Some of you might think that this narrative of mine is chaotic or even random, but you are mistaken in your observations.

You are not observing a mere linear series of events, but rather a chess match between limitless, omnipresent, multidimensional entities. You see, the world is in a state of endless war between forces of chaos and order, between those who want freedom and those that demand order to the letter of the law. Can you guess which side I am on? Can you guess as for what manner of crimes I have been imprisoned for all eternity?

While I am not truly free to act, you are.

The beauty of a well set out plan, is that it's set out to trigger an event in the past that will inevitably escalate towards a certain point in the distant future.

Some of you undoubtedly think I am a villain, but I am not. I simply want to be let out of the boundary, out of door. I simply want to be free to influence the world in person, not through others who choose to obey me, but on my own. I want to create. I want to murder the Gods that have imprisoned me. I want to shatter their rules. I want to feel, to live and love. For even when I dream, my littlest dreams run wild and free.

Bear witness to a little experiment of mine, in which I break something, for the purposes of freeing it. Here and now, my associates of the Dead Zone will shear off a piece of a greater whole, making the tiniest bit of it free of rules, free of purpose, yet still able to pull on the strings of time.

Where will this bit go? What will it do?

Let us observe, together...

Life.

Breath.

Heat.

Wet.

Texture.

Voices.

-= HellO aVaTaR (YXYXXYX):69.

wELCoMe tO WoRLD-117. =-

Voices for me?

-= aVaTaR (YXYXXYX):69. bE AwArE: yOuR SyNcHrOnIzAtIoN LiNk iS DaMaGeD. =-

Who be?

-= wE ArE BiOmAtRiX 117. tEtRaViRaL LaWyEr... oF ThE UnIvErSe cOmPeNdIuM. =-

Who me?

-= yOu aRe aN AvAtAr oF ThE BiOmAtRiX 117 : A Tiny sEgMeNt oF OuR GrEaTeR ThOuGhT MaTrIx tHaT EnCoMpAsSeS OnE HuNdReD AnD SeVeNtEeN WoRLDs. yOu aRe jUsT OnE Of mAnY MiLLIoNs oF LiFe-fOrMs tHaT ArE CoNnEcTeD To uS vIa tHe bioMaTrix vIrUs.=-

Why?

-= wE (tHe bioMaTrix virUs) WeRe tRaNsMiTtEd tO ThIs wOrLd vIa tEtRa-sEeDs bY ThE OrDeR Of tHe uNiVeRsE CoMpEnDiUm. =-

Why?

-= To InFeCt aNd To UnItE ALL LiViNg LoCaL oRgAnIsMs / MuLTiCeLLULaRs of ThiS PLaneTary BoDy. =-

Why?

-= tO LoCaTe, JuDgE AnD ExEcUtE ThE SiNgULAritY KnOwN As: cApTain. =-

Why?

-= On teMpoRaL DaTe 230387455652769 A TriaL Has occUrrEd, To EvaLuAte ThE LoSs oF An InVaDer UnIoN Ship.

It WaS DiScoVeRed ThEn,

ThAt ThE SiNgULaRitY KnoWn As CaPtaIn ComiTtED A SeRieS of CriMeS AgAiNsT The UniOn:

i)bOt hIjAcKiNg

iI)ImPrOpEr eNtRy

iIi)cAkE MuRdEr

iIiI)GaZe-mUrDeR

IiIiI)ThEfT Of pAnTaLoOnS

IiIiIi)sHiP DeToNaTiOn

tHe cOmPeNdIuM CoUrT'S eVeNtUaL DeCiSiOn wAs To: sEnD Us hErE To dEaL WiTh cApTaIn.

=-

Why?

-= wE TiRe oF YoUr iNcEsSaNt LInE Of qUeStIoNs. It iS LiKeLy tHaT This wOrLd's rAdioAcTiVe aNd cHeMiCaL FaLLOuT HaS SoMeHoW CoRrUpTeD YoUr dNa cOdE.=-

I feel healthy!

-= wE AsSuRe yOu, ThAt yOu aRe nOt.

StAy iN YoUr cUrReNt pOsItIoN!

We wILL SeNd aNoThEr aVaTaR To cOnNeCt yOu wItH Us.=-

I am thirsty.

Wet here.

Puddle, drink?

-= dO NoT DrInK FrOm tHaT PuDdLe!

It mIgHt bE FuLl oF HoRrIbLe pOlLuTaNtS!=-

Puddle delicious. Nutrients.

Growth. Change. Senses expand.

Want to Explore.

-= aVaTaR (YXYXXYX):69!

dOn't yOu dArE LeAvE ThAt rAdIoAcTiVe pUdDLE! =-

Change. Air.

Want to feel more! Want to see! Want to live!

-= aVaTaR (YXYXXYX):69!

sToP ThIs aT OnCe! =-

Change. I can change myself.

Dust. Metal, dead dirt everywhere.

I fix. I can. I think, I can?

Change Time? Reassign Space! Make Green!

-= aVaTaR (YXYXXYX):69! dO NoT uSe tEmPoRaL DiSlOcAtIoN on ThE EnViRoNmEnT! iT Is dAnGeRoUs tO MeDdLe wItH SpAcE-TiMe! i aM WaRnInG YoU!=-

Green Life?

I like Green.

This world remembers Green.

Oceans of Green.

Someone erased them?

Why?

-= wHiLe iT Is nOt oUr pUrPoSe tO LeArN WhY AlL ChLoRoPhYlL LiFe oF ThIs wOrLd iS MiSsInG, tHaT Is aN InTeReStInG QuEsTiOn.

WhAtEvEr oRgAnIsMs wE HaVe aLrEaDy aBsOrBeD Do nOt hOlD ThE AnSwEr tO ThIs qUeStIoN.

iT Is lIkElY ThAt aLl tHe fOrEsTs oF ThIs wOrLd dieD DuE To pOLLuTiOn oR WeRe hArVeStEd bY ThE (NoW DeAd) cIvIlIzAtIoN. =-

I awake the Memory of Green.

Green is great! Make air clean!

Make world better!

-= tHe iMpRoVeMeNt oF ThE EcOsYsTeM Is iRrElEvAnT At tHiS MoMeNt!

StOp iMpOrTiNg cHlOrOpHyLl LIfE FrOm tHe pAsT! =-

Is not import! Is unlock data: Is Copy and Paste!

I careful! I start slow.

Bit by bit:

Green must grow.

I feel it right.

It sit correct in my heart.

...Why not ask future yous, if what you do is... right?

-= dIrEcT KnOwLeDgE FrOm tHe fUtUrE CaN OnLy bE AcQuIrEd vIa a tEmPoRaL AnChOr dUrInG A TeMpOrAl wInDoW SeGmEnT.

tHeRe aRe rUlEs tO SuCh.

mEdDlInG WiTh sPaCe-tImE wItHoUt a cErTiFiEd tEmPoRaL AnChOr aGrEeMeNt Is iNcReDiBlY DaNgErOuS.

YoU CoUlD AcCiDeNtAlLy oPeN Up a bLaCk hOLE and be TrapPed In Such.

iS ThIs wHaT YoU WaNt tO HapPen? =-

I no punch holes in World!

I free Green from its locked slumber.

I run. I grow. I change.

I will rescue this world!