Darkness covers every corner of the altar, but a dim light shines in the center.

The atmosphere begins to shake, a strange energy runs through the temple.

The light begins to get bigger and bigger, it seems that there is something inside it.

Something emerges, as if it were a reptile hatching from an egg.

A dark mass falls to the ground without making a single sound.

Suddenly, that thing began to extend a pair of long, thin appendages much like arms.

It pats the ground as if searching for something and violently stands up with the help of what appear to be legs.

Staggering, the twisted creature begins to take shape, resembling a human.

His skin was purple, he seemed to be dressed in a kind of strange costume accompanied by a hooded cloak that prevented his face from being seen.

It seemed to be him, the creature of legends, a dark entity that gloats over the suffering of others.

The light continues to float like a wisp, orbiting around him, but suddenly it stops in front of him, splits in two and they approach his face momentarily revealing his large black eyes.

There we realized, those lights were part of his eyes, they are the energy of that twisted world from which he came.

He takes a look at everyone present, his big mouth forms a macabre smile and a single sentence.

-What's up?