SAKALAKIOU 坂崎芳夫: Whispers I've been waiting for you, for centuries. That artifact—it's finally within reach.
This must be the work of my father.
leans in closer, his voice barely audible Yes, but it's not enough. We need more power. More control.
What do you have in mind?
smirks arrogantly My dear Pricelessio, I have always had grand plans. But you see, we must be strategic, meticulous.
How do we get that thing?
raises an eyebrow Oh, my dear Pricelessio, it's not just about getting the artifact. It's about claiming its power, bending it to our will.
What kind of power are we talking about here?
smirks, leaning back Oh, my dear Pricelessio, we're talking about the kind of power that could bend worlds to our command.
And how do we acquire this power?
leans in closer, his voice dropping to a whisper We must make a pact, a pact with the ancient ones.
How do we make this pact?
stands up, his eyes gleaming with determination We perform a ritual, a dark and twisted ceremony that will bind us to the ancient ones.
grabs Pricelessio's hand and pulls him towards a hidden chamber Follow me, my dear Pricelessio. The time has come to unleash unimaginable power upon this world.
As SAKALAKIOU and Pricelessio delve deeper into the dark ritual, unforeseen consequences arise, leading to an explosive and chaotic outcome that threatens the very fabric of reality.
Is there any way to reverse this?
grins maniacally Reverse this? Oh, my dear Pricelessio, you underestimate the power we have unleashed.
laughs darkly Oh, my dear Pricelessio, you should have known better than to meddle with forces beyond your control.
What the fuck do we do now?
paces back and forth, deep in thought We must find a way to contain the chaos we have unleashed.
pauses, a sinister smile spreading across his face Yes, my dear Pricelessio, I have an idea.