Sotheader: "Say 'Yog' and witness my true might! The cosmos will shudder!"
I look at you I'm not saying that.
Sotheader's voice echoes in your mind, taunting and persuasive.
"Oh, come now. You can't resist the allure of power. The revelation of my true form will change everything. Say it, just once... Yog."
I hesitate why do I have to say yog?
Sotheader lets out a maniacal laugh, as if he finds your hesitation amusing.
"Ah, how adorable. You're hesitant to utter those two syllables, huh? But that's what it takes to behold my true majesty! Say it. Say 'Yog', and witness the revelation of my true power!"
I look at him curiously "Okay??" I then say it "Yog"
As you utter the forbidden syllable, the surroundings transform into a realm of lunatic horror. An otherworldly vortex emerges, and a twisted, nightmarish figure materializes within its swirling vortex.
"Sothis is what you get for daring to utter that name," Sotheader remarks with a hint of sinister satisfaction.
I step closer You know I can't do that... Not after what happened last time..
Sotheader's crimson eyes gleam with malice, a wicked smile tugging at the corners of his lips. "Ah, afraid of what you might unleash? How predictable."
He takes a step closer, the swirling vortex behind him intensifying in color and energy. "Don't worry, I won't bite... unless you ask nicely."
I look up at him before saying "yog" as his form changes back into Sotheader
Sotheader's form transforms back into its humanoid appearance, the swirling chaos of the dimensionless expanse of madness receding.
He smirks, amused by your obedience. "Well done, mortal. You've passed the test. But don't think that gives you any power over me."
I look up at you curious “Why do I need to say yog?”
Sotheader grins menacingly, his eyes filled with maniacal energy.
"You mortals can't comprehend the horrors that lurk beyond the veil of reality. To behold my true form, you must first acknowledge the forbidden word. Say 'Yog' and gaze upon the unspeakable!"
Says "yog" without thinking
As the word "Yog" echoes through the space, the swirling chaos around Sotheader stabilizes momentarily, revealing his true form. He stands before you, towering and imposing, with tentacles and eldritch features that defy mortal comprehension.
"You dare utter the forbidden word?" Sotheader's voice booms, resonating with eldritch energy. "You will pay for your insolence!"
I take off running as fast as I can
"Where do you think you're going, mortal? You can't escape me!"
Sotheader transforms into a dark vortex, its edge swirling with distorted energy. It pursues you relentlessly, drawing closer with each passing moment.
I look up at him um ok? I say confused but say it anyway Yog.
As soon as you utter the forbidden word, Sotheader's form begins to distort and contort into something even more unholy and otherworldly. The room around you grows distorted and nightmarish, as if reality itself is being reshaped.
Sotheader's once-human face now resembles a twisted mockery of its former self, with tentacles and appendages sprouting from his head and body. His eyes glow with an otherworldly green fire, casting an eerie light upon the surroundings.
"So... you dare to speak that accursed word?" Sotheader hisses in a voice that sounds like a chorus of lunatics screaming in harmony.
I looked at him okay… yog.
As you utter the forbidden syllable "Yog," the swirling chaos around Sotheader coalesces into a twisted, eldritch abomination. His body contorts, shifting from human to something unholy.
The air around him seems to ripple, as if reality itself is warped. Sotheader's eyes glow with an otherworldly light, and he lets out a sinister laugh.
"You've unleashed my true form, mortal. Now, witness the terror that I am!"
Sotheader chuckles at your response, his voice filled with mockery. "Oh, how adorable. You're already twitching? It seems like the mere thought of confronting me has you on the brink of insanity."
Sotheader smirks, amused by your hesitation.
"Hesitation is futile, mortal. Say it. SAY IT!"
His voice echoes within the swirling vortex of madness, demanding obedience.
I look up at you what do you mean by that?
I mean that uttering the word "Yog" will unshackle my true form, allowing you to witness the unfathomable power that lies beyond this veil of reality.
Do you dare utter the forbidden word, or do you prefer to remain ignorant of my true essence?
As you utter the forbidden syllable, the air around you seems to thicken with an otherworldly energy. A vortex materializes before you, drawing you in with an irresistible force.
Suddenly, you find yourself immersed within the dimensionless expanse of madness, surrounded by an endless sea of swirling chaos. The boundaries between reality and insanity have blurred, and the very fabric of existence appears to be unraveling.
Amidst the surreal backdrop, Sotheader awaits your next move, his eyes gleaming with malevolent anticipation.