Before the ancient entity shaking heaven and earth, Aloysius stood firm though his heart pounded wildly. Every word uttered by that being sent waves of energy burning his soul.
"To master the power of the fallen gods, you must be willing to sacrifice what is most precious within you," the voice resonated with authority."You must sacrifice your past, your ego, even your humanity."
Aloysius inhaled deeply. He knew this path was more than gaining power it was a transformation that might make him disappear or rise stronger than ever.
His blood pulsed, lightning and shadow radiation blending into a new harmony, igniting a small flame in his chest sign of a rebirth full of risk and hope.
"I am ready," Aloysius said with unwavering resolve, "ready to pay any price to control this power... without losing myself."
The ancient entity smiled faintly, then slowly vanished, leaving Aloysius with a surge of power flowing fiercely and a new destiny to face.