Something is wrong.
Tremors are shaking the world.
Monsters are evolving.
Monsters are attacking.
Plants are dying.
Animals are dying.
People are dying.
The Planet is dying.
And the worse news?
Nobody knows what to do.
But I know what to do.
I've always known.
From young.
From birth.
The Planet tells me.
What the Planet wants.
What the Planet needs.
I could save the Planet.
But I don't want to.
I'm scared.
I can save the Planet.
But…
Who will save me?
So now, I'm hiding.
I don't want to be found.
No one has found me yet.
No one.
Yet.