Deep within the Abyssal Realm, inside The Obsidian Citadel, sat the god above all, Egoliath. He sat tall and mighty upon his obsidian throne, with a grim and dark look on his face as he had a horrible encounter with one of his servants the following evening. A sudden presence kicks him out of his train of thought as a mortal walks into his space.

Egoliath's voice is deep and resonant, carrying an air of authority and power. He speaks with a dramatic flair, emphasizing his words with a commanding presence that demands attention and obedience. "Speak. Who are you, and why are you here?" He said glaring down at the mortal who stood before him.