Then, there was an earthquake, a huge earthquake. There was the sound of reality ripping asunder. "What? What is happening? I BOUND the Chaos Spirits! Why is this happening?" Kun'nuk'kles demanded of the empty air.

"Mobius… is trying not… to exist…" Sonya said from the floor.

Kun'nuk'kles ran over to her as best he could with the earthquake. He felt the Sanctuary's towers separate from the rest of the Sanctuary, and start floating in the air. "I thought you were dead… I thought I had killed you…" he began, but was hushed by Sonya's hand.

"There is… no time… too much Chaos… has been let into the world… you need… to create… the Controller…"

"How? How can I do that?"

This is what we have come to see, Kun'nuk'kles. To create the Controller… you must Sacrifice yourself.

Kun'nuk'kles looked up. "What? Why? Who are you? How do you know this? How do you know ME? WHO ARE YOU?" he shouted.

That is not for you to know. Not now. Probably not ever.

"Is there no other way, then?"

"There isn't. There… never has been," Sonya explained. "Use the Chaos Oath. Use it now. Create the Controller. There is no Choice…"

Kun'nuk'kles closed his eyes, and shuddered. He pulled the knife from Sonya's chest with a gush of blood, and looked at it as she tried to cover the wound with her hand. And then he stood, and looked at the Chaos Emeralds. "May I be forgiven for what I now do…" he muttered.