[The video starts with a view of Mewtwo sitting in what appears to be a cave, starlight from overhead holes in the ceiling illuminating the area, and revealing a sleeping Venusaur off to the side.]

It is no doubt that all of the people in this place is aware of the impending guardian elections. I have long been a resident of Fayren, and given the climate of the candidates, I have taken it upon myself to investigate where each stand on a number of issues. It is for that reason that I would encourage all residents of Fayren to support Satori Koemeji in her bid for power. Not only does she have the power to govern already, but she has a stance that would keep that power from being used without good reason.

I will admit, this does not come without benefit to myself, as she has offered me a position as deputy. However, I did not accept the offer when she offered it initially. I wished to see where her opponents stood and make an educated choice. I have done so, and my choice is to support Koemeji.

[Since Weiss' party, the issue of how many people really just wanted out had started to get under Zelos' skin. He knew, hell, he'd known since he got here, that there was literally no way for him to get home - and even if there was, he'd sooner stick with his life in Genessia over his life back there. Weiss had said she'd keep him in mind, but...how many other people really did? What about all these self-righteous Guardians who were vowing to get anyone and everyone back?

Finally, he'd had enough of pondering (well, seething would be a more accurate world), so he sent out an anonymous message to the whole of Genessia.]

So, I've been listening in on some of the speeches the wannabe Guardians have been making. Also, been here quite a while, and the ton of 'wah wah wah how do I get home' comments is really starting to do my head in.

Throw me a line here. I can't seriously be the only one who can't or doesn't want to go back to my old world, can I?

[Once he'd sent it out, of course, he immediately regretted it - especially as he half suspected the people who knew him well enough would be able to recognise him from the way he typed. Well, it was too late to do anything about that now.

...Damn, he could be such a moron sometimes.]