I have sat by in silence, bound by my oath for all eternity. I have been tasked to watch, nothing more, nothing less. I will never interfere in the acts of FFXU mortals, but I fear time is running out. At this stage, there seems to be no other choice.
Today, Michael, I come only to deliver a warning.
I see my world collapsing around me, and I can no longer sit silent as our superheroes are flayed alive. You claim victory on this day, but I must ask:
When will it end, old friend?
I remain bound by my oath, and honor it with all of my heart, but know this: Killing lesser gods can only result in one thing. The death of Olympus can only mean the death of us all.
What sort of throne will you sit upon once it has been rendered to ashes?
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