As William charged at Blizzard with an insane speed, his two Keyblades slashing through the air, Blizzard barely had time to react. The crystals protruding from his body were causing him excruciating pain, and his vision blurred as he struggled to maintain consciousness.
With a fierce cry, William struck Blizzard, propelling him through the walls of the military compound. The impact sent debris flying everywhere, and Blizzard's body crashed into the ground outside. He gasped for breath, blood dripping from his mouth, but he refused to give in.
Blizzard: I won't let you destroy everything! (Blizzard managed to choke out, his voice strained with pain. He staggered to his feet, trying to steady himself as the crystals continued to grow, slowly engulfing him.)
As William charged at Blizzard with terrifying speed, Blizzard barely had time to react. His Crystalbound state made it difficult for him to move freely, and the pain was becoming unbearable. But he couldn't give up, he had to find a way to fight back.
The sharp crystals on his body were spreading rapidly, encasing him in a prison of sharp edges. He knew he only had a few minutes left before the Crystalbound state would consume him entirely.
William stood tall, a wicked grin on his face as he observed Blizzard's struggle.
William: You were always the weak one, Blizzard (He taunted, his voice filled with malice.) I'm Number 1 for a reason, and you were always destined to fall before me.
Blizzard gritted his teeth, refusing to let William's words weaken his resolve. He knew he couldn't match William's strength in his current state, but he had to find another way to turn the tide.
Summoning the last of his strength, Blizzard gathered a surge of energy and unleashed a powerful blast of fire magic towards William. The attack caught William off guard, giving Blizzard a momentary advantage.
Seizing the opportunity, Blizzard mustered all his remaining strength and charged at William, striking with everything he had left. But the pain from the Crystalbound state was too much to bear, and his attacks lacked their usual power.
William easily dodged Blizzard's strikes and countered with a flurry of powerful blows. Each hit sent shockwaves of pain through Blizzard's body, and he could feel his strength rapidly fading.
As the minutes ticked by, Blizzard's vision began to blur, and his body felt heavy and sluggish. He knew that his time was running out, and the Crystalbound state was taking its toll on him.
Despite his desperate attempts, Blizzard couldn't find a way to overcome William's relentless assault. As he fell to his knees, gasping for breath, he realized that he had reached his limit. He had fought with all his heart, but it wasn't enough.
Blizzard's body trembled with pain as he lay on the floor, the sharp crystals spreading within him, constricting his movements and filling his mouth with agony. He tried to muster the strength to speak, to retort to William's arrogant remarks, but the pain was too overwhelming. All he could manage were faint gasps of pain.
William towered above him, his expression a mix of triumph and cruelty.
William: You should have known better, Blizzard. (He sneered, looking down at Blizzard with disdain.) You were always weak, always destined to fall. But I suppose it doesn't matter now. Kingdom Hearts will belong to me, and you'll be nothing but a memory.
Blizzard's heart raced as the last moments of his life slipped away. He wanted to fight back, to show William that he wasn't as weak as he believed, but the sharp crystals that now bursting from within his mouth and body made it impossible. His body felt heavy, and every breath was a struggle.
As the final minute approached, Blizzard's mind raced with regret and frustration. He wished he had made different choices, that he had found a way to prevent this outcome. But it was too late now.
William's cruel laughter filled the air as he watched Blizzard's struggle.
William: It's almost time. (He taunted.) I hope you enjoy your last few moments of existence, knowing that you failed to bring about a change.
Blizzard's vision blurred as the pain intensified. He knew that his time was running out, and there was nothing he could do to change the outcome. As he lay there, his mind raced as he lay there, feeling his life slipping away. Tears streamed down his face as he thought about John and Yen-Sid, and his Dream Eater's words. The Oath, a powerful ability that could grant him unimaginable strength, but at the cost of his own future and existence. It was a gamble, a desperate move that could change the course of this battle, but it could also mean the end of him.
Blizzard: (in his mind) If I use the Oath, I might have a chance. (Blizzard thought to himself.) But is it worth sacrificing everything for a slim hope of victory? Buddy warned me against such a decision. He said it wasn't worth it.
The memories of John flooded his mind, his friend who had once used the Oath to save him. Blizzard admired John's bravery, but he also understood the heavy price he had paid. The thought of losing his own future, of being bound to the Moon of Kingdom Hearts for all eternity, weighed heavily on him.
But what other choice did he have? If William won, the world would be plunged into darkness, and all lives would be lost. He couldn't stand by and let that happen, not when he had the power to make a difference.
Blizzard's heart pounded in his chest as he made his decision. He knew that using the Oath would mean giving up his own existence, his chance to live and experience the world. But he also knew that it might be the only way to stop William and prevent the world from plunging into darkness.
With every fiber of his being, Blizzard made his decision. He would use the Oath, not for himself, but for the hyper verse. He would give everything he had to stop William.
Despite the sharp crystals piercing his neck and mouth, Blizzard found the strength to speak to his Keyblades.
Blizzard: 'Frostbite,' 'Inferno,' my loyal weapons... I offer you my body, my soul, my mind, my consciousness, my memories... my entire being. Take it all, if it means saving humanity. Hear my plea! (His voice was filled with pain)
As he spoke, Blizzard's body began to glow with an ethereal light, resonating with the power of the incantation. His keyblades trembled, the sharp crystals inside him reacting to the magic flowing through him.
William watched with a mix of curiosity and concern, realizing the magnitude of what Blizzard was attempting to do. He remembered the stories of other children using a similar incantation during the Keyblade War, and he stepped back, recognizing the danger.
William: What do you hope to accomplish with this sacrifice, Blizzard?! (William asked.) His voice tinged with uncertainty.
Blizzard's expression was filled with resolve as he responded.
Blizzard: To stop you and to protect the hyper verse from your darkness. If it means giving up everything I have, then so be it!
William's eyes narrowed, realizing the gravity of the situation. In response, he began to chant his own incantation, a twisted version of the Oath.
William: I offer the darkness within me, the despair and hatred that fills my heart. Let it consume me, let it be my power. With this sacrifice, I shall plunge the world into eternal darkness!
As the two incantations intertwined in the air, the atmosphere crackled with tension. The forces of light and darkness collided, creating a palpable sense of impending chaos.
The air crackled with energy as Blizzard and William continued their incantations. Their voices, filled with desperation, echoed through the desolate landscape.
Blizzard now able to stand on his feets, his voice trembling but unwavering.
Blizzard: That In the name of my Oath, I relinquish my very essence. Grant me the power to break the chains that threaten the survival of the hyper verse. With every fiber of my being, I offer myself as a vessel for your might. Kingdom Hearts bestows upon me your divine intervention!
As he spoke, a radiant light burst forth from his Keyblades, enveloping him in a dazzling aura. The sharp crystals that covered his body seemed to resonate with the power of the Oath, their glow intensifying with each passing moment.
Not to be outdone, William continued his dark incantation, his Keyblades wreathed in sinister darkness.
William: That in the name of my Oath, I relinquish my heart to the darkness within. Grant me the power to bring forth eternal punishment. With every ounce of hatred, I offer myself as a vessel for your malevolence. Kingdom Hearts bestows upon me your intervention!
As he chanted, an ominous shadow wrapped around him, intermingling with the darkness that surrounded his Keyblades. His form was obscured as the darkness surged and pulsed with malevolent power.
The energies of light and dark swirled around Blizzard and William, intertwining in a fierce clash. The very fabric of reality seemed to quiver, as if the forces of the universe held their breath. Time itself seemed to slow as the two incantations reached their crescendo.
In that moment, the world stood still, yet, this was only the beginning. The outcome of this epic struggle between light and dark, sacrifice and malevolence, still hung in the balance. Both Blizzard and William had offered everything.
As Blizzard and William clashed, the sheer force of their blows sent shockwaves rippling through the Hyper Verse. Galaxies trembled in their wake, and stars flickered as the two warriors fought with a speed and power that transcended human comprehension, as if the laws of physics no longer applied to them.
With every swing of their Keyblades, the clash of light and darkness reverberated across the expanse of the cosmos. Each strike seemed to tear through the fabric of reality itself, leaving behind trails of dazzling light and sinister shadows. It was a battle of epic proportions, where the very essence of the universe seemed to be at stake.
They darted through nebulae and soared past celestial bodies, leaving trails of radiant and malevolent energy in their wake. The brilliance of their battle lit up the cosmic expanse, as if a million supernovas were unfolding in the distance.
In a display of astonishing speed, Blizzard and William traded blows, their Keyblades meeting with a resounding clash. The force of their collision was enough to bend time and space, creating rifts that seemed to swallow whole star systems. The energy released from each impact sent shockwaves cascading outward, affecting entire constellations.
Despite the overwhelming power of their strikes, neither warrior showed any sign of giving in. Their resolve was unyielding, their willpower unshakable. Each fought for their own vision of the future, with Kingdom Hearts hanging in the balance.
Their battle raged on for what felt like an eternity, the Hyper Verse bearing witness to a confrontation of cosmic proportions. Stars streaked by like shooting comets as they continued to clash and collide, their power reaching unprecedented levels.
Finally, with one last titanic clash, Blizzard and William delivered their most powerful strikes yet. The energy unleashed was beyond comprehension, a blinding explosion of light and darkness that engulfed the Hyper Verse in its entirety.
As they continued their deadly clash, the minutes ticked away. Both Blizzard and William knew that time was running out, that the power of the Oath could only sustain them for so long. Each strike they exchanged carried the weight of their lives, their very existence on the line.
Yet, neither of them showed any sign of hesitation or fear. They were both driven by their convictions, their hearts set on a path they were unwilling to stray from. The Hyper Verse became their battleground, an arena for their ultimate showdown.
In the midst of their relentless battle, William's eyes gleamed with a dark and wicked glint as he formulated a sinister plan. He swung his two Keyblades with precision, unleashing two colossal beams of slashing energy that streaked towards at a nearby Sun in the Hyper Verse. The beams struck the Sun with immense force, propelling the celestial body directly at Blizzard.
The Gigantic Sun hurtled towards Blizzard, its blinding light casting an ominous glow over the expanse of the Hyper Verse. Time seemed to slow as Blizzard stood defiantly in its path, his Crystalbound state making him look like a living crystal statue. He could feel the immense power and heat of the Sun drawing near, but he refused to back down.
As the moment of impact drew closer, Blizzard's eyes widened. In a desperate bid to survive, he mustered all his strength and screamed the spell name.
Blizzard: Reflect X! (His voice echoed through the void as he activated a powerful defensive spell.)
In that moment, a radiant shield of light surrounded Blizzard, forming a barrier. The impact was cataclysmic as the Sun collided with the Reflect X barrier, The Sun's trajectory altered, and instead of colliding with Blizzard, it was redirected at light speed towards William. The impact was cataclysmic as the Sun engulfed him in a blinding explosion. The sheer force of the super nova sent shockwaves rippling through the Hyper Verse, scattering debris and light across the cosmic expanse.
The aftermath of the explosion was nothing short of awe-inspiring. The brightness of the super nova began to fade, leaving a trail of swirling energy in its wake. The Hyper Verse seemed to shudder, and nearby Locked Worlds trembled under the immense power unleashed during the battle.
As the dust settled and the echoes of their clash subsided. The realization of what he had just done washed over him, and he felt a profound sense of guilt and sorrow. He couldn't help but wonder if he had inadvertently caused harm to countless civilizations in the nearby Locked Worlds, however, as the cosmic aftermath settled, Blizzard found himself face-to-face with a resolute and relentless William, undeterred by the explosion that should have been his end. William charged at light speed through the hyper verse, his Keyblades poised to strike.
Blizzard braced himself for the incoming assault, summoning all his strength and focus to defend against William's relentless attacks. As the two clashed, the force of their blows sent shockwaves rippling through the cosmic expanse. Each swing of their Keyblades reverberated with power, and the clash of their weapons echoed through the void.
With a swift and calculated move, Blizzard managed to counter William's attack, landing a powerful blow that sent William hurtling backward. Seizing the opportunity, Blizzard grabbed William by the head and propelled himself forward at an unimaginable speed.
As they soared through the vastness of the cosmos, they approached a menacing black hole. Most would have hesitated, but not Blizzard. Fueled by his unwavering resolve to end this battle, he charged forward without a moment's thought, carrying William's head in his grasp.
The energy around them intensified as they accelerated to a speed beyond infinity. In that moment, they both felt the very atoms of their bodies straining under the immense force. But Blizzard did not falter, he pressed on.
The black hole loomed larger in their sight, its immense gravitational pull drawing them closer with each passing moment. But Blizzard refused to let up, charging forward with all the strength he could muster. The black hole struggled to contain the overwhelming energy released by their clash, its structure buckling under the pressure.
Then, in a magnificent display of defiance, the black hole collapsed upon itself with an explosion of energy. The cosmic blast sent shockwaves cascading through the cosmos, scattering stardust in every direction.
Blizzard and William were caught in the tumultuous chaos, their bodies disintegrating at the atomic level as they defied the laws of space and time. However, the power of the Oath granted them a unique resilience and they began to reform and regenerate, their minds weary from the relentless battle.
The explosion of energy rippled through the cosmos, sending shockwaves cascading in all directions. Stardust and celestial debris scattered like ethereal fireworks, illuminating the vast expanse of space. Amidst the cosmic chaos, the two Keyblade wielders found themselves locked in an eternal struggle, to overcome each other at any cost.
Their minds were tired, and they could feel the inexorable countdown of the Oath drawing closer to its end. With only one minute remaining, they knew that they had to push themselves to the very limit if they were to emerge victorious.
Blizzard and William continued their relentless assault, trading powerful blows with their Keyblades. Each strike sent ripples of energy through the cosmos, creating brilliant displays of light that painted the celestial canvas with ethereal hues.
Their movements became slower, and yet, with every strike and clash of their Keyblades, they continued to unleash waves of energy that reverberated through the cosmos. They were both ready to see this battle to its end.
As they continued their relentless dance of battle, the cosmic landscape bore witness to the clash of titans. The fabric of space and time seemed to shudder under the weight of their powers, stars trembling in the wake of their might.
But despite their fatigue, their resolve remained unyielding. As the seconds ticked away, they knew that they must end this cosmic duel once and for all. With their final ounce of strength, Blizzard and William gathered all their remaining energy, charging their Keyblades with the full force of their spirits.
Then, in a last, desperate maneuver, they unleashed a simultaneous and devastating strike with their Keyblades. The energy released was beyond comprehension, a swirling tempest of light and darkness colliding in a symphony of destruction.
The cosmic explosion enveloped them both, engulfing the entire expanse of the Hyper Verse in a brilliant display of power. Galactic structures quaked as the force of their clash tore through the fabric of reality.
And then, in an instant, everything fell silent. The cosmic storm subsided, leaving only a trail of stardust in its wake. Blizzard and William floated, their minds depleted, and the Oath's power finally dwindling.
Back in the White Void within the Tall White Gate of Kingdom Hearts, Blizzard and William stood facing each other, their bodies and spirits weary from the cosmic battle they had just endured. Despite the exhaustion, it was clear that William was more shattered than Blizzard. The weight of his ambitions and the consequences of his actions had taken their toll on him.
William's once proud demeanor now seemed shattered, a mere echo of the vengeful individual he once was. He gazed at Blizzard with weary eyes, knowing that his time had come. With a bittersweet smile, he spoke his final words. His voice faint but resolute.
William: You won this time. But maybe... someday, someone like me will finish the work I started. Punish humanity for their sins... It's a path paved with darkness and despair, but it's also the only way to bring about the change I desired.
Blizzard's own spirit trembled as he listened to William's fading voice. He had won the battle, but at what cost? Both of them were now on the brink of vanishing from existence, the price they had paid for wielding the power of the Oath.
Blizzard: William, your heart was consumed by darkness and hatred, but I believe that deep down, there was still a glimmer of light within you. I'm sorry it had to come to this.
With those final words, William's form began to disintegrate into stardust. His body crumbled, and the Keyblades he once wielded decayed and shattered into pieces. As the dust scattered into the void, all that was left of William was a faint echo of his presence.
Blizzard stood there, silent, as he watched the remnants of his adversary drift away. The weight of their battle and the consequences of their actions weighed heavily on his heart. He had won, but it came at a great cost.
Blizzard watched in silence, his heart heavy with a mixture of sorrow and relief. He knew that his own time was running short as well. He looked down at his legs, which had already begun to disintegrate into nothingness. The upper part of his body was next, and then he, too, would be gone.
His Keyblades, 'Frostbite,' and 'Inferno,' once powerful tools that he had wielded with purpose, were now decaying and shattering in his grasp. He realized that his journey had come to an end, and the price of using the Oath was the forfeiture of his own existence.
In the silence of the white void, Blizzard remained stoic, accepting his fate with a sense of calm. He knew that he had won, that he had prevented William's dark vision from coming to fruition, but the victory came at a heavy cost.
As the dust continued to claim his lower body, he knew that it wouldn't be long until the rest of him followed suit. In the vast emptiness of the white void, Blizzard's tears flowed freely as he cried out, his voice filled with regret and sorrow.
Blizzard: I'm so sorry, Buddy. (He whispered to the emptiness around him.) I had to do it, but I never wanted this. I never wanted to give up everything, but I had no other choice.
As he sobbed, he heard a faint crawling noise and a soft whimper. Turning around, Blizzard saw Asukazen, his legs also gone, just like his own. The sight of his once formidable adversary in such a state broke Blizzard's heart, realizing that Asukazen had also resorted to the extreme measure of the Oath to defeat Xalvador.
Blizzard's eyes met Asukazen's, and they shared a profound sadness and understanding. No words were spoken, but in that moment, they seemed to communicate more than they ever had during their battles. Asukazen's eyes conveyed the pain of knowing that he would lose all his precious memories upon his death, and Blizzard felt the same ache deep within him.
With tears in his eyes, Blizzard reached out to Asukazen, his voice choked with emotion.
Blizzard: Asukazen, I never wanted this for either of us. I never wanted us to resort to such extremes. I wish there was another way, another path we could have taken.
In the end, they both knew that this was the end for them. They had fought so hard, endured so much, and now it had come down to this moment of quiet acceptance. Without speaking, they moved closer to each other and sat side by side.
In that final moment, Blizzard and Asukazen found a strange solace in each other's presence. The rivalry and animosity that had consumed them for so long seemed to fade away, replaced by a sense of shared fate and understanding. They had both been driven by their own desires and struggles, but in the end, they had been two souls bound by destiny, forever entwined in the cosmic dance of light and darkness.
Asukazen's laughter echoed through the white void, a mix of amusement and irony. His words held a glimmer of hope, and Blizzard couldn't help but feel a flicker of curiosity amidst the despair that surrounded them.
Asukazen: Who knows, Blizzard? (Asukazen replied with a hint of nostalgia in his voice.) Maybe our fate lies within the Moon of Kingdom Hearts, or perhaps we'll become slaves to destiny. It's a mystery that only time will unravel.
His gaze shifted to Blizzard, and for a moment, there was a glimmer of the old Asukazen in his eyes. It was a look of longing, as if he yearned to return to a time when he was not burdened by despair and hatred. Blizzard could see that there was more to Asukazen than the vengeful and tormented soul he had known. Underneath the layers of pain, there was a heart that had once been filled with love and understanding.
In that fleeting moment, Asukazen's eyes reflected a hint of the child he once was, before the horrors of the aftermath of the Keyblade War had consumed him.
Asukazen: I never wanted to be consumed by hatred. (Asukazen continued, his voice softer now.) But the pain, the sadness, it overwhelmed me. It felt like I was drowning, and I couldn't find my way back to the surface. (He paused, a flicker of vulnerability in his expression.) But even in the darkest moments, I held onto the memory of Chirithy. That love kept me going, even when I thought there was nothing left for me in this world.
Blizzard gazed back at Asukazen, feeling a sense of connection with the man before him. They had both experienced loss, heartache, and an unyielding drive to protect what they held dear. The laughter that escaped Asukazen's lips resonated within Blizzard's heart, and he found himself joining in, releasing a genuine laugh.
Blizzard: You're right, Asukazen. (Blizzard said, his voice filled with a mix of laughter and tears.) Maybe our destinies are uncertain, but one thing's for sure, the love we had for our companions, it'll never fade away. No matter what happens, that love will always be a part of us.
Asukazen smiled warmly, a glimmer of gratitude in his eyes. For a moment, they both found solace in the shared memories of their beloved companions, In that last moment of shared joy, Blizzard and Asukazen found a strange peace. The weight of their struggles seemed to momentarily lift as they embraced the fleeting happiness. They were no longer enemies or rivals. They were two hearts entwined by their journeys, their hopes, and their dreams.
And then, as the last remnants of their bodies turned to dust, they looked at each other in the eyes and instinctively fist-bumped each other, a silent gesture of camaraderie and friendship.
And then, as the rest of their bodies turned to dust, they faced their terrible fates. Their consciousness faded away, their thoughts silenced for eternity. Their bodies shattered, and their hearts, minds, and souls were bound to the Moon of Kingdom Hearts, forever trapped in a timeless void.
It was a cruel destiny, one that denied them reincarnation, leaving them forever ensnared in a cosmic prison. Their existence would be suspended, their memories forgotten, their identities lost to the passage of time.
And so, they became eternal witnesses to the cycles of light and darkness, trapped in an unyielding existence without beginning or end. The Moon of Kingdom Hearts became their eternal tomb, a silent testament to the sacrifices they had made and the battles they had fought.
Their consciousness ceased, their laughter fading into silence, and they were left with nothing but the darkness of their fate. Their bodies shattered, and their essence became entwined with the cruel moon, never to find release or closure. They were condemned to an eternal existence, forever trapped without any chance of a future.
'In the aftermath of the events that unfolded within the Hyper Verse, a powerful gate of light was indeed opened. However, to the surprise of all, nothing happened. It was as if the forces of light and darkness fought for control of this gate with infinite possibility, but in the end, no definitive change occurred within the Hyper Verse. The once formidable Infinity Stronghold now lay abandoned, a mere vestige of time with no signs of sentient life.
Amidst the silence, there were two Keyblade wielders named Blizzard and Asukazen, who had declared War against Organization 14th with the help of humanity. But now, they too were nowhere to be found in the Hyper Verse, and the strange white tall gate remained closed, its mysteries concealed.
In the wake of this neutral change, the Hyper Verse remained in a state of instability. Heartless and mindless Nobodies continued to roam freely, posing a constant threat to the lives of all humans living in the Locked Worlds. The absence of Keyblade Wielders left a void, and without their protection and guidance, there was little hope for the worlds to find balance.
However, amidst the chaos and uncertainty, a glimmer of potential emerged. A dozen children, unknowingly touched by the Keyblade, inherited its power from a Keyblade Wielder once known as Blizzard. The awakening of the Keyblade within these children held the potential for hope, but they lacked the proper guidance and knowledge to wield such immense power responsibly. Unaware of the responsibility that came with their newfound abilities, they were susceptible to the seductive lure of darkness.
Without someone like Blizzard to guide them, the fate of the Locked Worlds remained uncertain. The legacy of Blizzard could potentially bring about a positive change, but only if these young Keyblade wielders resisted the darkness and found the strength to walk the path of light.
And so, the Hyper Verse continued to exist in a delicate balance, where the choices of these young Keyblade wielders would determine the future of the worlds. As the echoes of past battles lingered, the fate of the Hyper Verse hung in the balance, waiting for a glimmer of hope to shine through the darkness.
The passage of time within the Hyper Verse brought a semblance of stability, but the absence of real improvement was evident. Without the intervention of experienced Keyblade wielders like Blizzard or Asukazen, the worlds remained vulnerable to the encroaching darkness. The delicate balance that existed teetered on the brink of collapse, with the threat of an Age of Oblivion looming overhead.
As for the dozen children who had unknowingly awakened a Keyblade, their potential held a spark of hope. Yet, without proper training and guidance, their lives were in constant peril. They were thrust into a world of danger and darkness, facing the insidious Heartless without the knowledge or understanding of the power they wielded.
Each child's fate hung in the balance, and many would inevitably succumb to the darkness, falling victim to the relentless onslaught of Heartless. Without the wisdom and tutelage of experienced Keyblade Masters, their potential for good would be overshadowed by the allure of despair.
The Hyper Verse, once a realm of infinite possibilities, now faced the grim reality of an uncertain future. The absence of key figures like Blizzard and Asukazen left the worlds without direction, and the legacy of the past was fading into obscurity.
In the end, the fate of the Hyper Verse was veiled in shadows. The battles fought by Blizzard and Asukazen had left a profound impact, but without resolution or guidance, the Locked Worlds were trapped in a cycle of turmoil. Stability was merely a temporary illusion, and the promise of a brighter future seemed distant and unattainable.
A grim future loomed ominously, threatening to consume the Hyper Verse in darkness, where memories would fade, worlds would crumble, and hope would be all but lost. Only time would reveal whether the cycle of despair would ever be broken, or if the Hyper Verse would forever remain shrouded in an eternal struggle between light and darkness.
An age of Oblivion!'
[IMPRISONMENT END.]