[Samael Ashwood's POV]
Raven's words hung heavy in the air, the enormity of the situation sinking in. A merging of planes would be catastrophic, potentially unleashing untold horrors upon the world.
"Is he dumb-ass, who the heck does he think he is? Because even if is successful tries to merge the planes. there will be more chaos than he can handle unless..." Then like a puzzle piece, it clicked to me. "Unless he wanted it to be unleashed. He must be trying to harness the chaos, the energy from the collision of realms, for some dark purpose. But why? What's his endgame?"
Raven closed her eyes, a deep weariness settling over her features. "Power. Control. The cult believes that by merging the planes, they can ascend to godhood, and become rulers of both realms. It's a twisted belief, but they are fanatical. The Elder is... ruthless and will stop at nothing to achieve his goal."
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