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Ah, foolish mortal, you dare tread upon the echoes of forgotten nightmares. The void whispers your name, and the shadows dance with anticipation. Soon, very soon, you'll understand why the darkness itself trembles at what you've unleashed.

Watch as I activate my venom corruption spell! Your monsters won't stand a chance against my serpent's deadly bite. Each turn, the poison spreads deeper, weakening everything in its path. Soon, your field will be nothing but withered remains.

Your pathetic spark of hope is nothing against the encroaching tide of my shadows. Watch as your world crumbles into ash and silence. Resistance is a fool's errand, for the void is patient, and I am its hand. Your end is not near; it is here.

Gate 7, shadows crawl beneath your feet. Gate 8, hear the screams of the damned. Gate 9, my demons hunger for your soul. Final gate, your time has come. Darkness rises, and you will fall, fall, fall.

Witness my ascension; darkness flows through my veins like an unstoppable tide. Your precious light cannot penetrate the shadows I command. Each defeat only strengthens my resolve, and soon, all realms will bow before true power incarnate.

Ah, the ancient prophecy speaks true. With the shadow stone in our possession, we need only gather the midnight essence to complete our ritual. Silence! Do not question the dark arts. The power shall soon be ours to command.

Behold the darkness that follows me! Your nightmares take form as I, Mortis, emerge from the shadows. Tremble before my magnificent power, for I am the harbinger of doom. Your fears shall feed my eternal hunger, ha ha ha!

The storm does not ask for permission, it simply takes. Your stone cities are but cages for the weak, fragile walls against the coming thunder. I shall tear down every monument until only the howl of the primal wind remains. Feel the bite of the true cold.