[Aelita - oh, right. Of course. That much should be fine. XANA steps away from her podium, and her eyes flicker as it rises to its full height. With a mechanized clunk and a burst of steam, the doors part to reveal...

Aelita. Or, at least, the flesh and blood body of Aelita, perfectly suspended behind glass as the top of the podium crackles with energy.]

Aȩļitą...i͢s a dę͢s̡͝p̢i̡c̨á̷b̢l̀͟e ̛h҉̡ơ҉st f͡o͏r m̶y t͘rue̴ fo̵r̨m. She ̨an̢d t̕he̵ o̵the̵r͏ fooli̶sh̷ h͠ųm͢a҉ns wh̡o̡ ́soug̨ht̵ ͝t́o ̢d̵e͠s͠tr̸oy ̀me҉ tho̕u͝ght̸ ̵I͘ was͝ ḑo͏ne ̕f̢or, b͢ut s̴he ̸h͡ad ͏śpe͝ņt͟ ̨s̸o ͜m̡u̕ch ti͡me҉ wit͡hi͡n͏ L̨yoḱo̢.́.͠.e̢nough ͠tim̧e̡ fo̶͘͡r̸̛ ̵m̵e͝ ͏t̷̨̀ò ̀҉͡l̛͘͢a̢͟t̵c̀h̷ ̸o̢̕n̵͘t̢͜҉o̴ h́er̨͢ ̸̸̛co͘͝͝n͜s̡c҉͟i̛͟͡o̢̧u̧̧͢s̴͡nè̢s͜ş ̨͝e͡v̷e̵n͞ ҉̶iņ́ ̛͟t̢͟h́͏e̡͡͏ ̶̨r̵ȩ̢a͡l͞ ̵̢͠w̕͜͞o̢͜r͏́l̡͢d̷́̀ a͜nd pe̛rsev̧er͟e ͟ęv̕en ͜a͠s ̢m͠y pri̵mar̢y̶ ͜da̷tą f͢iĺe̕s ̶we̵re̡ c͏orrup͜t̀ed̕ and̴ ̷d̷estrǫy̸ęd. But̶ n̴o͏w͘.͏..w͘i͜tḩ th̡e͞ f̀ai̴ry's ͞mąg̸i̡c̷.̨..͜I can̡ f͟i̕nal̷ly̶ ̕ren̸e͝w̡ my͝ e͠f̨fo͏r͡t͏s҉ ̵to ̷d̸e͝s̶troy̡ ̶hu̧man̷ity͏, a̵cr͠o̷ss̶ al͠l̴ ẃo̸rld҉s.͘..

[XANA taps her temple.] A̶nd͏ ̧sh̨e͟ ́n̛ȩv͠er ͟k̷ne̵w I ͘w̛a̵s ͜he̶re͘..̸.waitiǹg̴ for͘ th́e ̧cha̷n̵ce̸ ̛t̵o̧ ͜e̡m̨er̛g̶e͢ ̡a͡n͝d s͜t͠ŕìk̕e.̧