"He... has come."
The solemn voice echoed in the Divine Hall, authoritative yet seemingly suppressing intense unease and dread.
"He?"
The blood-red Divine Statue shimmered, its majestic voice somewhat puzzled.
Realizing that the other had not understood his meaning, the God of Hatred and Deformation, Adok, took a deep breath and said in a heavy tone,
"Yes, He."
"Kulkan, not long ago, I encountered a strange God whose image was that of a human female with silver hair and red eyes."
"In Her presence, I felt an aura that was familiar, an aura that filled me with fear, that sent shivers down my spine, and amidst the fear, a terrifying sense of kinship."
"That unbelievable feeling, it's almost identical to what I had felt in the distant past, and just recently, on the Day of Divine Destruction..."
