Chapter Four: Dark Lord

"Dark Lord, I truly cannot comprehend what you are still hesitating or waiting for. Do these shallow and ridiculous things of the secular world truly hold such allure for you? Wealth? Women? Or is it power?" The man hidden in the darkness spoke as if his voice came from deep underground, always tinged with a trace of chill and unpredictability, "You don't need to deny anything, my spiritual sense has already informed me of everything. There are some things that cannot be feigned nor concealed. Perhaps others cannot be sure, but Xerob is not others—the spiritual intuition from the Dark Sacred Source makes no mistakes, Lord Sir, you are undoubtedly the Dark Lord we have long awaited, this is beyond doubt. Please don't insult my spiritual perception, and please don't evade the responsibilities and duties you ought to assume. We, the Great Mysterium Sect, have waited for this day for hundreds of years."