Blarg felt fustraited with his friends.
"Why do we take our Orbs for granted? I shall build ourselves a raft so that we may leave this land for the land of Galathon. If you must follow me then do so. But if you must teleport then I strongly advise you not. The shadow people follow us and are near. They are the spies of the Nothing. If we teleport they will notify the Nothing of our presence between reality where we are volnerable.
I will cross the sea if I must in order to find my Orb. All my life I have been decieved and looked down upon by the false Orb. But Galathan fought it over the years which brought me to you. And you have found your sacred Orbs which one day will transform you into the individual gods you are.
The quest of becomming a god is harder than you think. The power we withhold is within us. The Orbs encourage such power. We have to understand that. If I must venture into the unknown parts of Oddworld into the land of Galathon alone then I shall because it is the will of The Gathering.
I am truely scared of whats to come and I need you for this task at hand. Yes even I get scared so the choice is yours." explaned Blarg.
As Blarg turned his back to the sea.
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