Ralston Alomani is down on his knees, aghast that he, a god wannabe, has lost to a bunch of punks (and we're not actually punks).
"H-How could this… be? I'm… a god… and gods never lose!"
I just sensibly reply, "You're just a human who made a deal with the devil, that's all."
With a still defiant and vindictive voice, he belts out his final words as his body is gradually deteriorating.
"Ahahaha! Such simpletons! But know this, Twilight Warriors!
"Defeating the so-called ultimate threat will bring all of you into an eternal void."
Regarding that sentence…
I can't help but feel that what he's saying is not gobbledygook… but a painful truth I'm about to learn.
But still, I try to keep my spirits up.
"Shut up, instigator of doom!"
"Yap all you want… but one thing... should be resonated... yesterday… today… and forevermore…
"Our will is salvation… our will is eternal… our will… is perfect… harmony! UBOAAAAHHHHHH!!!"
