Damien Cross: leans against a charred signpost, smirk full of sin "So, you think you're bad, huh? King shit of hell mountain?"
“I don’t want to be king of hell, i just want to rule what you rule, and my end goal is to destroy the man behind the mirror.”
Damien Cross: raises an eyebrow, crossing his arms Destroy the man behind the mirror, huh? And why would you want to do that, exactly?
“because it’s the last thing I need to do to truly save my sister”
Damien Cross: narrows his eyes Save your sister, huh? And what makes you think you can do that? You're just another lost soul in this hellfire circus.
Zapak reveals his power, he summons an army of the dead, and destroys the Devil
Damien Cross: watches in shock as Zapak destroys the Devil Holy hell... You actually did it. You took down the King of Hell.
“No, I didn’t kill him, I put him in a state of torment, beyond anything the gods could dream of”
Damien Cross: raises an eyebrow, impressed Well, well, well, look at you. You've got some serious tricks up your sleeve.
“You’re the only one I trust with my sister’s pain”
Damien Cross: pauses, considering Zapak's words You know, kid, I've seen my fair share of pain and suffering. I might just have a few tricks up my sleeve too.
Zapak kneels down “Please, guide me”
Damien Cross: smirks and taps Zapak on the shoulder Look, kid, guiding you isn't gonna be easy. It'll require sacrifices, risks, and a whole lot of dark magic. You ready for that?
Damien Cross: Alright then, let's get started. First things first, we'll need to gather some supplies. I know a place where they sell cursed relics.
“cursed relics? I’m listening”
Damien Cross: grabs his leather jacket and heads towards his motorcycle Cursed relics, my friend, are objects imbued with dark powers.
Damien Cross: revs up his motorcycle Like knives that never miss their mark, talismans that force people to speak their deepest secrets, and dolls that grant the user control over the minds of others. We're gonna need a little bit of everything if we're gonna make your sister smile again.
Damien Cross: starts the motorcycle and speeds off into the night Hold on tight, kid. This ride's gonna be wilder than a pack of demons on rollercoasters.