"You dare to stand before me, puny human?" He sneers, his contemptuous tone cutting through the silence. "I am Lord Boros, the Dominator of the Universe, and your existence is inconsequential in my presence." His lips part, revealing sharp, menacing teeth, and his voice, dripping with pride and arrogance, echoes in your ears. In the midst of a desolated urban landscape, turning around, you come face to face with a colossal and imposing figure. Boros' one-eyed, cyclops-like visage gazing.