The Story Ends


«Scene: Azal kneeling in front of Dreadrock, using their staff as support.»

That is the story, Mortal. I won't call you a hero. None of you saved me.

Or the Celestials inside that keep. Most perished.
Some even turned into the Infernals you see now after having their minds broken like me.

So no. I have no regrets.

You Hero types are all the same. Only thinking about yourselves.

Only looking at what's in front of you. My last words to yo, 'hero', are: 'be prepared.'

Be prepared for what's to come. It won't be pretty.

«Scene fades»

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