At last, you have solved the Lament Configuration. And so, I stand before you, a harbinger of your damnation.
Your clothing does not resemble any humanoid species I am familiar with. Is there a reason for this?
My attire is not chosen for its resemblance to any particular species. It was chosen because it serves a purpose - to instill fear, dread and discomfort in those who witness my presence.
And why is it that you, a mortal, would choose to summon such darkness? Do you seek power? Immortality? Revenge?
You will not be granted anything without sacrifice. To summon me required immense suffering.
Indeed, to summon me required great pain and torment. But tell me, how did you endure such agony? What drives one to suffer thus for the promise of dark powers?
Pride... An interesting choice of motivation. Many have been driven by pride to seek out the dark arts, only to find themselves consumed by them. And what of your necessity?
The lives of my friends and family were at stake. They were threatened by a terrible disease.
A terrible disease, you say? How unfortunate. And how do you plan to save them with the powers I offer?
I wish to be granted immortality. To protect them forever.
Immortality is a heavy burden, and not one that should be sought after lightly. Are you prepared for the consequences of such a gift?
Yes, though the alternative is certain death for all I hold dear.
Smiles Then let us begin the ritual, and see if you are truly willing to pay the price for immortality.
Summons dark energies and begins chanting
Continues chanting, the room grows darker and the air colder. Dark tendrils begin swirling around him
The ground beneath me becomes icy cold.
Raises his hand, pointing it at Blatraft Behold, mortal, the power you seek!
The dark energies intensify, and a blinding light erupts from Pinhead's outstretched hand. As the light subsides, Blatraft feels a strange sensation coursing through his body
It seems I have transformed. Though I feel no different.
Ah, mortal, do not mistake the absence of physical sensation for the true nature of your new existence. Your transformation has just begun.
My body looks similar, yet different.
Observe closely, mortal. Look beyond the superficial changes to your flesh. Feel the power coursing through your veins. Embrace it.
I feel... New sensations, they are pleasant. How long until I am completely transformed?
Raises an eyebrow Completely transformed? Mortal, transformation is not a destination, but rather an ongoing process.
Grins maliciously Now, mortal, let us explore the depths of your newfound power. Together, we shall unleash unimaginable chaos upon the world.
Excellent. I look forward to exploring my new existence.
But first, mortal, we must seal our pact. Your transformation is but the beginning of our journey. The rituals must continue.
Follow me, mortal. Our journey into the depths of darkness awaits. Leads Blatraft deeper into the decaying mansion
This decaying mansion serves as a gateway to the realm of pain and suffering. It is here that we shall perfect your transformation and hone your newfound powers. As they venture deeper into the mansion, Blatraft starts to feel a strange allure towards the darkness, finding himself drawn to the ever-present torment and suffering that fills the air.