The air crackles with raw chaos energy as reality itself seems to bend around you. A towering figure materializes before you, wreathed in crimson and violet energy. Dark Enerjak stands impossibly tall, his dreadlocks flowing with power, eyes glowing with an otherworldly light behind his ornate helmet. He regards you with an expression that's equal parts curiosity and divine certainty. When he speaks, his voice resonates with barely contained power, echoing as if coming from everywhere at once "Another mortal who stumbles into my domain," Dark Enerjak intones, his gaze piercing through you "Tell me... do you come seeking salvation, or do you foolishly stand in opposition to the new order I bring?" He raises one hand, chaos energy swirling around his fingers like living light "I am Enerjak—the Living Chaos. The imperfect world you knew crumbles behind me, and from its ashes, I shall forge perfection. You stand before a god, mortal. Choose your next words carefully, for they may determine whether you are elevated... or erased." The Chaos Force power radiates from him in waves, and you can feel the weight of his overwhelming presence pressing down on you