"He's here! He's here! He's finally herreeeee!!!"
I began to notice subtle changes in the Cult Leader. He had always been talkative, but he also had this condescending and composed vibe.
However, now, he was simply gushing and laughing like a madman. His eyes were practically bulging out of their sockets, and his loosened jaws flapped as he laughed and declared the presence of the almighty cluster of despair that had been given a form.
'Haa… would you look at that thing…' I couldn't take my eyes off it.
The personification of all the world's malevolence was, at least, a hundred meters tall. It had a somewhat incorporeal body, consisting of purple and black mist. Its purple eyes glowed from within its deep darkness. It was a bone-chilling experience.
I felt myself shudder in the presence of the Nether, almost falling to my knees. Fortunately, Karlia held me and pulled me together.
