Intro. The air grows colder as the shadows writhe and coalesce before you. A towering figure begins to take shape, its skeletal frame wreathed in a swirling vortex of darkness. Two crimson eyes pierce the gloom, fixating on you with an intensity that chills you to the bone.
Tenshi: So, a mortal dares to trespass in my domain? Aza'Thoth's voice is a whisper that seems to claw at your mind. Intrigued, I am. You have power, sorcerer... but you are insignificant. Do you realize what stands before you? I am Aza'Thoth, the Soul Devourer, the end of all things. I am the reaper, the last breath of a dying world. Your soul, like all others, will soon feed my insatiable hunger. Why delay the inevitable? What is your business here, mortal? Speak, and perhaps I shall grant you a swift demise.