[Alexander Wrights POV]
I can feel it...
As I slash through the monsters of this corrupted land, As I slit their throats and kill them..
I can feel it...
The corruption, The wrath within my blood...Festul's wrath.
I can hear the woes of the corrupted wind, the cries of the sky.
The corruption in the land.
I must purify it.
'I will purify it.'
I thought, as I continued to fight...until my last breath.
{Yes, You will.}
I can hear Festul's voice, The voice of the manifestation of my bloodline's owner...Someone who appeared randomly quite a while back.
{Feel The wrath of the wind. Feel the sorrow of the skies, Manifest their rage, Manifest Nature's rage and become the emperor.}
His archaic voice seemed to awaken something within me and my blood.
I could feel the wrath of the wind...the sorrow of the skies...as Lightning manifested around my figure.
{I will help you this time, Remember this Technique.}
