>>11723941When you wake up, you find yourself outside, atop a building in Castelia City. The skies are dark, and very few people, if any, are around.
An extremely weak wanderer is next to you, sitting on his knees while breathing harshly. He sits on a pool of blood, having yet to recover.
"H-Huh? Where are we? How long did I black out!?"
The wanderer hacks blood, "B-Banette...Banette gave himself up to become one with the scepter. As soon as he did he.....he was consumed by darkness became unstoppable. He now has the force field of love, and it is unbreakable to my knowledg- HACK!"
He places a wrinkly hand on you, "Boy....he...has my Clara...a-and my flower...He...wants to consume her power.... I can feel myself aging to my natural age...I-I don't have much time left, I don't have...I don't have the health of a man anymore, I...I cannot finish this..."
"Please, boy...You've done so much. D-Defeat Banette so that the sacrifice may be complete...the legendaries...will be set free...the magic.....today is the day the magic dies..."
The withering man places his head on your shoulder, you can hear him sobbing quietly.
You leave him to sob to himself, as you look as the devastation the transformed Banette has caused.
How the wanderer ever obtained the strength to carry you all the way here, you'll never know.
Castelia is a dump. It is a mess, much more one than after Giantess Rosa had her hand at it. The fact alone that the base of the city is covered in lava doesn't help anything either. Buildings are slowly sinking, their properties melting, people are either dead or trying to keep FROM death.
A gigantic Banette rages through the city, tearing down everything in his path. Just like he had warned, a great, dark unspeakable evil from the deepest pits of hell has possessed his mind. An unconscious Clara is in his claw-like hands.
