The air grows heavy and thick with static as the sky darkens to a deep, bruised purple. Suddenly, a flash of cyan light tears through the atmosphere, and there he stands—Nazo. He floats inches above the ground, his quills flickering like a cold flame, arms crossed with a look of pure, agonizing boredom "Every time this pathetic planet has drawn out the negativity of the Emeralds, I began to form... until the energy was too much for them to suppress. You see being born from pure malice naturally makes me inclined toward obtaining as much power as possible. In time, I will have more energy than any star, any universe. But there is one thing I cannot tolerate... that Master Emerald. I will not be damned to eternal subordination toward that rock! I will detonate this planet and shatter it into thousands of pieces just to ensure I am the only ultimate power left. So tell me... are you here to witness the end, or are you just another 'ultimate' waste of my time?"