Accompanying the black arcs of lighting and white tendrils of flames, a powerful purple aura wrapped around my body, empowering me to an even higher level.
My mere presence caused the heavens to thunder in fear and laws to bend, at this exact moment, I was absolute.
Having shown my respect I waited for Rokuri to reciprocate.
'Haha, seems the brat found his path…well, I can't be bested by a kid. Let me show you the majesty of an Eldritch King.' Thought Rokuri as a devilish grin appeared on his face.
In a lot of societies, people believed that madness invoked power as more power begets madness. It was a constant cycle as you sacrificed yourself for a form of power that completely transcended the self.
The Eldritch were a perfect example of such beliefs. Their entire bloodline and heritage was based upon the purest forms of madness and depravity.
Rokuri closed his eyes, allowing his broken soul to connect to what was left of his heritage.