The tombs of the Dragons stir. My eyes lift to see ancient dust dancing from high ledges, these grand wings… how long has it been since I was a hero worthy of their name? It feels like centuries have passed, yet all I've done is blink, look upon my works, as they are… Ruined, none would dare seek me out; tread my path... naught awaits them in this cruel world.

Yet, Here you are, on the summit of Dragon Aerie... In the grave of the light...

You can see, can't you? You now stand at the brink of infinity, the power you have amassed is extraordinary... Valor and deceit, truth and falsehood, loyalty and betrayal… you are beyond these notions, you have rent all asunder as they crossed your path. The very land now bends to your will... Do you not see how the grass parts where you step, how the stars illuminate where you gaze?.. Terraria itself kneels to you, whether it be out of fear or respect. This is the strength the Dragons held, the primordial power they commanded...

Little stands between us now, if you did not seek battle with me, I doubt you would have come so far...