From the mist accumulating, rising, devouring- The figure seated on a throne of wayward souls exudes an overwhelming presence, commanding fear and awe. He stares, stares, deeply, forward, and intentionally.
Yes. The Unholy Darkness at his very command, a symbol of his dominion, casting an ominous shadow that hints at the depths of his power and the darkness looming over Ricky.
Then the figure raises its right dark steel gauntlet covered hand, and in its palm is a sphere materialized illuminating Ricky-his inner rage flickers, fragile and raw-his devotion to his family seen and felt, trembling beneath the steel bay door. With each strike from Ricky, the figure's face emerges from a veil of darkness, revealing the madman, The Darkspade, in a moment of dangerous evil intensity.
The Unholy One inched forward on his throne, intrigued and tense, as if he glimpsed something most do not. With words uttered with a cauldron of anxiety, desperation, and intent, Darkspade nearly gives a satisfying smile when Ricky screams at the top of his lungs, "...it all goes AWAY!"
The Unholy One crackled with seismic power, hinting that Ricky's torment might finally end.
Darkspade grew even more, sick and twisted, and calculated, almost dancing evil designs seeing Ricky deteriorate into a madness near his own.
“I swear on my life, I swear on the life of my father, and I swear on the graves of my mother and on my grandfather..."
An extreme closeup of the face of Unholy.... drooling with delights..... he speaks....
"That's right, Ricky. You are performing admirably. I must agree- this has nothing to do with winning a match. It never has. It never was. Do remember when I entered this realm, I explicitly revealed my intent- my purpose is to collect souls and spread my teachings- to inflict and corrupt. YOU, Boy, are corrupted by the Unholy Darkness, and its poison is spreading like wildfire... Without my guidance you are beyond saving. So please do try and channel that anger, that demand to set yourself FREE from my evil power.... do try... in the end, boy, you will finally realize that the Unholy Darkness was already your one and true savior. The nightmares, the pain, the suffering, it will escalate, and merely cutting me out of your life is not ever going to cut out the cancer already growing and thriving in your feeble existence. There is hope. Yes. In fact, your little display shows you know the way to survival. That is. To fully accept my Final Guidance and allow the Unpurity of Darkspade to guide you."
The Unholy One leans back on his throne of wayward souls-- with his face phasing in and out of reality until there is a duality presented.... speaking as both Ricky and Darkspade it finished by saying:
"THERE IS NO OTHER RIGHT..... Bow Your Heads and Pray. So Be It. Mwwhaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa!!!!!!!!"
ZENITH 016 IS NEXT!