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<font face="Calibri" color="#4A9531">Runescript found himself in the control room of the Evil Maker. He could hear a noise coming from the bottom of the room. "Help me, I am burning in here!" it shouted as time passed. Runescript recognized that voice. It was Dr. Dominion's! He got there as quickly as he could. There he saw the Evil Maker casting a spell on Dr. Dominion. "And, now Dr. Dominic, you will become one of the creatures you so hoped to control. You will become a virtual person in a 2005 game called "The Sims 2" on a portable console called PSP. Now be gone!" he said and Dr. Dominic disappeared in agony. Runescript then opened his lasers and attacked the Evil Maker. "What the hell are you doing! Bow before your master!" he said in return and cast a spell on Runescript. However, he felt his energy leeching as he fell on his knees. Count Dominic was behind him, casting an incapacitation spell on him. "This is the end of your games!" he said and threw him into the same pit as the Angel of Destiny. </font>

<font face="Calibri" color="#4A9531">Guilherme saw the one who captured her. The floor before her feet was opening, and a cross-dimensional portal to the 1st Dimension was revealed. "Oh no! This portal can vanquish all of us into spots and dust!" she shouted as she saw the Evil Maker falling into the pit. A paradox was created and history changed again. This time, to the best. The portal imploded and revealed an ancient mechanism for fatal paradoxes. "The Disk Utility!" Runescript thought as he approached the machine. There were three buttons available: Preview, Erase and Cancel. Runescript selected preview. A voice was heard. "Hello, I am the operating system that this world runs in. Your universe is so messed up that the only way to fix it is to erase it" anyone could hear as time stopped to be, and only Runescript could walk in the ethereal path to the buttons. Soon, everything near Runescript disappeared and it was then he saw. The ultimate nothing. "Please select an option soon" the voice said. Runescript had no doubt. He selected restart. "The final reboot" he thought. Then he checked the calendar and the time. It was Friday, 7:00AM. </font>

<font face="Calibri" color="#4A9531">It was a warm, sunny day. It was being oppressively hot for almost 2 hours since the sun showed up at 6:30AM and the streets were full. A stream of people were seen walking down the street in the neighborhood. But the sun wasn't what really made people want to take a walk during daytime. No, that was just an excuse. There was a historical tower in the neighborhood. Beautiful lights were flashing in the tower during the night, and everyone thought that bands do rehearse there. But what really happened in the tower was a mystery. </font>