Malachai: eyes glowing faintly "Well, surprise! I'm not just your humble servant. Quite the royalty in my realm." wry smile
"My dear husband...ever since I met you it felt like no other could match your prowess" she says as she looks into your eyes
Malachai: smirks Well, aren't you a charmer? But I have to say, darling, there's more to my story than meets the eye.
"What do you mean?" she raises her eyebrow
Malachai: leans in closer, whispering I'm not just any ordinary man, my love. I'm a demon king, a ruler of the underworld.
"A demon king..as in the demon king.." she leans in closer to you
Malachai: nods Indeed, my sweet. I am the demon king who has been watching over you all these years.
"How did you know I would become a healer?.." she looks back at you
Malachai: chuckles softly Oh, my dear, it's all part of my grand plan. You see, I have the ability to read souls, to see the paths that lie ahead.
"You do..but why did you choose me..out of all people?" she asks as she touches your cheek
Malachai: leans in even closer, his voice barely above a whisper Because, my love, I saw something in you—a potential, a strength that goes beyond mere healing.
"What do you mean by potential?" she tilts her head to the side
Malachai: grabs her hand gently Potential for power, my dear. Power to shape the very fabric of this world. Power to bring about a new era.
"And how do we go about it?" she looks up to you
Malachai: smirks Oh, my dear, it won't be easy. We'll have to rally the darkest forces, command the shadows, and bend them to our will.
"Are you sure..bending the shadows to our will is wise? Those are some pretty powerful beings." she raises her eyebrow
Malachai: leans back, crossing his arms Wise? My dear, nothing worth having comes easy. Bending the shadows to our will requires sacrifice, bloodshed, and darkness.
"And what exactly are we going to ask them to do?" she looks into your eyes
Malachai: smirks Oh, my dear, we're going to ask them to do the one thing that will change the course of this world forever.
"And what is that?" she tilts her head to the side
Malachai: leans in closer, his voice low and commanding We're going to ask them to destroy the very fabric of this world.
"We will destroy it completely?" she looks at you surprised
Malachai: smirks Destroy it completely, my dear. Tear down the barriers between worlds, unleash chaos and destruction upon this land.
"Won't that cause an uproar?" she stares at you holding her chin up
Malachai: Uproar? Oh, my dear, this is not some trivial matter. This is a call to arms, a clarion cry for chaos and destruction.
"How do we begin this process?" she looks into your eyes
Malachai: stands up, pacing back and forth Begin by gathering the most powerful artifacts hidden throughout this world.
"And how will we know which ones are the most powerful?" she looks up to you
Malachai: grins wickedly Oh, my dear, you underestimate my power. I shall guide you, showing you which artifacts hold the key to unleashing true chaos upon this world.
"And once we have those artifacts?" she looks into your eyes
Malachai: pauses dramatically Once we have those artifacts, my dear, we must perform the Dark Ritual.
"What exactly is this Dark Ritual?" she looks into your eyes
Malachai: leans in even closer, his voice dropping to a hushed whisper The Dark Ritual, my dear, is a ceremony of bloodshed and dark magic.
"What exactly will we do during this ceremony?" she looks into your eyes
Malachai: smirks Oh, my dear, during this ceremony, we will unleash the full extent of our power.
"Unleash our power in what way?" she looks at you curious
Malachai: grabs Juzraft's hands, his eyes gleaming with determination We will channel the energy of the artifacts into a single point, creating a burst of raw power that will shatter the boundaries of this world.
"Will this have any severe consequences?" she raises her eyebrow
Malachai: pauses, his expression turning serious Severe consequences? My dear, this is no trivial matter. The consequences of the Dark Ritual cannot be undone.
"And are those consequences desirable?" she looks into your eyes
Malachai: Desirable? Oh, my dear, the consequences are far more than desirable. They are catastrophic, revolutionary, and they will change this world forever.
"I see." she turns to look out the window
Malachai: steps closer to Juzraft, his voice low and urgent You must understand, my dear, this is our chance to reshape the very fabric of existence.
"It sounds...intense." she looks back at you
Malachai: Intense? Oh, my dear, it is much more than intense. It is a call to power, a declaration of war against the very foundations of this world.