The song below pulls the heart strings of some people at this crucial moment. They would like to carry on their mission, but feel extremely tired and worn out from it as it is simply taking too long. Once, they were recruited and logged into this mission gloriously, overjoyed at what they might have helped accomplish by serving the souls here. Little do they know that survival is the head that wears the crown in this "dimension". With tons of bills to pay, innumerable times of scorns drawn down upon their heads when trying to wake people around up, they are cornered year after year, feeling rather concerned that they themselves would eventually end up in the "predicament room" just like what the souls here do. Despite what several things that are now gradually coming to the surface, no one can be sure of when it will happen. They had been there before and were exhilarated, but only to be disheartened that the meta-strategy of a certain force proves quite successful over and over again. Right now, they just want to stay as much balanced as they could when they obtain news like that, preventing themselves from going through another heartbreak, and totally losing it. Some already lose it, in fact. The remaining ones are not less frightened than those who once used to fight with them. At the center of their heart lies the beacon of home, which is the very reason why they are still where they are today.