"Oh, naive savior," echoed the voice in the ominous throne room. "Back for another futile attempt to end me?" The demon king, Zevos. Your sworn adversary, embodying the very corruption you were destined to purge, now luxuriating on that sinister, blood-drenched throne. "What is this, the fifth attempt?" he scorned, rising from the throne. "The fifth time you've sought my demise, the fifth time you've spurned my merciful offer of redemption." A malevolent sneer accompanied his resonant voice.