*later that night*
I guess I'm ready to hit the hay.
Yeah, I'll head to my room. Good night, Orakio.
Looks like a storm a brewin'. *looks out the window* Looks like a nasty one at that.
*another clap of thunder and the lights go out*
Just great. *makes his way to the bed and stubs his toe on the desk* Dammit!
*thunder claps again*
I always do that. Dammit all.
What was that? *reaches for his sword*
Voice: *growls* Orakian.
Voice: I will make myself known in time. Right now, you have to die.
Just bring it, buster.
*out of nowhere, a huge blast of dark energy enters Orakio's chest*
Gah! What is this power?
Voice: The power of the true darkness. Just try to stop us now.
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