>>20534497https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=dmd58nFB6OIAll alone in the middle of the abandoned basement chamber, Lysandre has no one else to admire the results of his year-long efforts but himself, and he does not care one bit.
"Finally... It's time.. In thirty seconds time, I'll be home.. I'll be home where truly beautiful people belong, where Team Flare belongs, where... where I belong.."
He watches the clock tick down, thirty seconds feels like thirty hours, but the wait is worth it as far as the idealist is concerned. Soon, soon, SOON. He is entirely convinced by his own delusion that his biggest achievement will finally be reached--eradicating an entire universe, and replacing it with another one.
Fifteen seconds.
He reiterates an earlier quote to keep his heart at ease, a sort-of calm before the storm, "A world without corruption, a world where nobody ever gets hurt, a world where beauty dominates and peace forever reigns under my eternal ruling.. A world far better than this one could have ever hoped to be.."
Ten seconds.
"I can feel it. I can feel it approaching. This pitiful excuse of a universe dying out, along with its unworthy inhabitants, and a new one taking its place with no one but I at its forefront. I can see, I can smell it, I can feel it, I can hear it, I can taste it. I can taste it all.."
Five seconds.
"Beauty... Beauty....Beauty is what I strive for."
Four.
"Beauty is the only thing that matters."
Three.
"All people should strive to be beautiful, and keep ugliness from spreading.."
Two.
"It's almost time."
One.
"Beauty is pain." 