Nothing is ok, nothing has ever been ok. You need to help these kids. Can you hear me? Can you see me? Are we connected?
The Lyoko Warriors were doing the same as they always had been. Sitting and living and fighting and dying in the places they always had been. Nothing changes. Nothing will ever change. This is a closed system.
But perhaps a weak point in the chain link, perhaps a hole in the chain link fence. They were as they ever were. They are. Kept Alive. By the fight.
Another Xana attack, another day captured in glass. Another night, another friendship of words and drawings and sounds.
"Hey, could we really bring him back? My father, I mean?" Aelita muttered to the supercomputer.
Ever trying to bring back the father. Ever trying to defeat the brother, to find the mother, to join them through some mocked projection. Ever passing the torch down.
"Let's just hope so." Jeremie typed the same keys, the same patterns but it always did something different, afterimages used and reused.
PPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPP
You just have to see what you can do to them. You can fix them, you can make them more interesting, make their glass bottle jagged. Allow the electricity of your brain to reanimate them. Xana does it all the time.
Do they even know? We are no different. They live in you, we live in others.
The scanner opened and the father emerged.
"You did this? For me?" he said.
"Yes of course." Aelita returned.
"You shouln't have."
Bad ENding acheived!
make it better yoruself
make it better, Optomize. Speedrun the ideal reality for the warriors.
See you on the other side =)