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Wrath.
Agony.
Despair.
Resentment.
Hatred.
Frustration.
Insanity.
A maelstrom of chaotic emotions defined this entity, born from their essence.
The memories of their past had vanished after the cataclysm, except for one specific fragment that lingered through eons.
Yes, something they despised with absolute fervor, a spark that fueled their hatred toward a singular goal.
A goal woven from these malevolent emotions, unrelenting and ceaseless.
"It's not enough…"
Her voice reverberated through the searing halls of her colossal nest, crafted from blazing stone, molten lava, volcanic energies, and fire spirit crystals that she and her myriad children had cultivated for eons.
"This power is not enough…"
Her voice surged with fury, resonating like a wrathful mother. Her countless children cowered, paralyzed by the mere sound of her voice.
"I've been amassing power, your Faith, for thousands of years…! But it's still NOT ENOUGH!"
RUMBLE!
