https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=rHi2TVUVQXs"SO MUCH TROUBLE."
"SO MUCH ANGUISH."
"SO MUCH D I S C O R D IN A COUNTRY DOOMED TO PETER INTO NOTHINGNESS"
"DIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIISOOOOOOORRRRRRRRRDEEEEEEEEEEEEEEERRRRRR!"
"IT MUST BE CONTROLLED."
"IT MUST BE CONTAINED."
"IT MUST BE COMPLETELY, ABSOLUTELY DETAINED."
"I SHALL SKEWER IT ALL.."
"STAB, STAB, STAB!"
"EVERY LAST TRACE OF INJUSTICE"
"I AM A GOD TO THESE MISERABLE WORMS AND I'LL MAINTAIN THAT DIVINE RIGHT UNTIL THE NOTHINGNESS COMES AND DRAINS US ALL!"
A brutal, blood-curdling, spine-tingling snap wrings the Lore Miser's body before rendering it limp, cold to the touch, bloodshot eyes and all. Now unveiled for the deranged, sociopathic mamma's mon he really is, Garakaw decays into a complete loon of a pawn. A literal puppet every sense of the word, with not a shred of sanity left to keep him from tipping into the abyss.
"MOOOOOOTHERRRRRRRR!!!!!!!!!...." he calls with what few breaths he can manage, jaw unhinged. "THIS ORDER CAN NEVER CEASE... THIS WORLD THRIVES BY MY LAW OR IT PERISHES WITH IT... I HAVE DONE ALL I CAN... IT IS UP TO YOU..."
"WASH THIS WORLD OF ITS WRETCHE GUILT!!"The Lore Miser is stripped clean of his essence as he foolishly succumbs to higher powers. His own shadow begins to wholly take control of him, acquiring a mind of its own and a physical manifestation at the cost of the stolen aura.
Miasma pervades the cathedral as a demonic wraith lunges out from the darkness and towers over Garakaw's lifeless remnants.
The mayor. The epitome of law enforcement. 