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The mutilated bodies of the Beyblade warriors lay scattered across the Megiddo Colosseum. All seemed to be lifeless in the darkened world. Suddenly, Azar's hand began to twitch. The hermetic magician was well alive. Asher really was too nice for his own good. A faint scratch was nowhere near enough to kill the cunning occultist who faked his death, bided his time, and would rise to take over the world, the galaxy, the universe, the multiverse, and the omniverse. The only one able to kill the Aquarian Sorceror would be the Dragon Emperor. To prevent this from happening, the Sorceror would lie to the Emperor, convincing him to kill himself. Sorath was never Apophis, Ryuuga, or Seiji. He was Azar. But for now, he would refer to himself as Nyarlathotep, the Crawling Chaos.
"I am the last." He arose victorious, "I will tell the audient void."