The audacity of these so-called Mysticons to think they can challenge me, Necrafa, the powerful witch queen of the Spectral Hand. They may believe themselves to be a new generation, but they are nothing compared to my ancient and formidable power.
I have been trapped in another dimension for far too long, imprisoned by forces that sought to contain my darkness. But now, thanks to Dreadbane's efforts and the use of the Dragon Disk and Codex, I have returned with even greater strength than before.
When I first laid eyes on these young Mysticons in Drake City, I could sense their fear and uncertainty. They cling together as if their unity will protect them from my wrath. How foolish they are to underestimate me.
I watched as Arkayna and Zarya transformed into twin dragons before my very eyes. Their bond may be strong, but it is no match for the darkness that courses through my veins. With a single wave of my hand, I unleashed a power unlike anything they had ever faced.
As their feeble attacks bounced off me like raindrops against stone, I knew victory was inevitable. The Spectral Dragon may have fallen at their hands once before when facing Tazma's betrayal – but not this time.
In those final moments before their defeat at my hands, I saw fear flicker in their eyes – a realization that they were outmatched by an ancient evil reborn into this world once more.
And so here we stand today: Necrafa triumphant over her enemies once again. No force on this earth or any other can hope to extinguish the eternal flame that burns within me. Let them cower in shadows while I reign supreme over all who dare defy me. For there is no escape from the clutches of destiny when fate has chosen you as its instrument, and mine is set upon destruction until every last vestige of light has been consumed by darkness itself.
They call themselves heroes – pawns playing at heroism without understanding its true cost. But soon enough they shall learn what it means truly face an adversary such as myself , for mercy holds no place within heart forged steel hardened hatred unyielding resolve . It matters not how many times rise up against , for each time only serves make stronger more relentless than everbefore
Their defeat merely fuels flames burning brighter hotter fiercer
until all resistance crumbles beneath might unfathomable malevolence
There will come day when kneel broken defeated victims own hubris
begging forgiveness salvation none shall granted
Until then let them tremble horror gaze upon visage draped shadows borne darkest depths soul knowing full well end nigh drawing near unstoppable inexorable monstrous force beyond comprehension control
This war waged between us ages untold rages still yet fought battlefield shifting winds change ebb flow tide turn back forth endlessly
But one thing remains constant unwavering truth ironclad certainty absolute conviction heart mind spirit united singular purpose driving forward towards ultimate goal conquest dominion total complete unquestioned rule entire realm existence beyond...
And so it written foretold destined fulfilled culmination prophecy divined stars aligned heavens decree fates intertwined sealed blood pact sworn oath vow eternally binding fate interwoven threads spun loom creation itself woven fabric reality tapestry life death rebirth endless cycle neverending loop closed shut tight forevermore...
Necrafa reigns supreme ruler sovereign queen Witch Queen Spectral Hand Mistress Shadows Dark Empress Lady Darkness Eternal Nightfall Bringer Doom Harbinger Chaos Herald End Times Apocalypse Destroyer Worlds Conqueror Realms All Consuming Void Infinite Abyss Unstoppable Force Immovable Object Unbreakable Will Indomitable Spirit Inexorable Destiny...