The City of Silence.

Decu's head pulses with involuntary rage, everyone here was not only discounting his condition, but they were also invoking it! "Please," He whispered through gritted teeth."I'm sorry."


"There you go again! How do you expect us to just ignore your seething anger and demands for us to be completely silent? Sure, you are a De-matoran, but so are we and nothing we do ever bothers eachother. It's you, not us, you who needs to change!"


Decu didn't want change, he just wanted people to treat him according to his illness. Apparently thousands of years of his tribes pent up emotions have just been set off, so there was no going back. His fists clenched as he walked through the crowd, and left De-Metru once and for all. He wanted to scream out his frustrations at them, to make them feel his pain. He wanted to rip off everyone's kanohi and shatter them with his bare hands just to make them understand that mental suffocation he felt every time they triggered his illness. But instead he left without another word.

EP starts leaking in this area. 

The rock music causes the EP to have lots and lots of vibrations.

Via Shelek, I begin to free the locals from their moral light.

1%

4%

EP continues to spread and starts aggressively attacking anyone in the area.

32%
64%!

The Vahki are taken over and even more noise happens.