The struggle with Lucy and the soldiers around her became more intense. The streets of the city Franco was running through were crowded with voices and dim lights, but the feeling of confusion and loneliness was growing inside him with every step. Questions kept running through his mind, but the only answer he knew was that the road ahead of him was getting dark.
"You won't escape that easily, Franco." Lucy said as she slowly approached him, the smile on her face carrying a kind of cruelty that he had never noticed before. It was the face that had once been friendly, but now it had become more mysterious.
Franco felt the weight of the decisions he had to make, but what bothered him most was the knowledge that he couldn't escape forever. This battle, no matter how it ended, was part of his destiny now.
"You don't understand, Lucy." Franco said in a low but firm voice, "You're trying to control everything, but that won't last. People can't live in darkness forever. There's something bigger than all of this."
Lucy watched him carefully, then responded in a quieter voice, "You understand everything, Franco, but you can't change reality. The system we live in has become irreparable. Change will only come if it's completely torn down."
But Franco knew that there was always hope for change, even if the situation seemed hopeless. He knew that what the city was going through wasn't just a battle for power, but a struggle for humanity itself.
"All you're doing is throwing people into more darkness." Franco said, taking a step toward her. "Darkness isn't the solution. The solution is the truth."
But at that moment, a soldier stopped him, aiming his weapon at him. The soldier's eyes were filled with doubt and suspicion, as if Franco's mission was impossible.
"Don't speak the truth, Franco." The soldier said in a dry voice. "The truth doesn't matter now. We're just here to carry out orders."
Franco smiled bitterly. "It's always the same answer, isn't it?" Then he looked at Lucy, who was watching the situation cautiously.
"Do you really think you can control everyone?" he asked. "You're not alone in this. There is someone who will stop this madness."
Lucy was about to respond, when Franco felt something strange in the air. Whispers were growing around him, and lights were flashing as if something bigger was about to happen.
With the sudden explosion that shook the place, everyone scattered to different corners, and chaos returned to envelop the place. That explosion was a sign that they had entered a new phase, an unpredictable phase.
But amidst all this chaos, Franco felt something different. He knew that he had to act now, that there was no room for waiting any longer. This was the moment of decision.
He started running again, past the soldiers, and twisting through the rubble, pushing himself to reach the end of this dark road. The city around him had turned into a battlefield, and every corner held a new threat. But his resolve was still strong, and his heart was filled with the determination to survive.
As he ran, he felt something chasing him, but he didn't care who was chasing him. He had to run, and he had to find the answer in the end.
Franco had a choice to make: would he stay in this dark world and fight for survival? Or would he face the truth and fight the real battle?
Everything was in his hands now, and he knew that this path was irreversible.