(“When I was little my father was famous. He was the greatest warrior in the dynasty; and he was the Pharaoh's decapitator.
He cut off the heads of a hundred and thirty-one lords. It was a bad time for the dynasty. The Pharaoh just stayed inside his
throne room -- and he never came out. People said his brain was infected by DEVILS. My father would come home; he would forget about the
killings. He wasn't scared of the Pharaoh, but the Pharaoh was scared of him. Maybe that was the problem. Then, one night the Pharaoh
sent his chosen spies to our house. They were supposed to kill my father, but they didn't. That was the night everything changed.”)
I was one of his “braves.” Amasis never got his hands dirty. This made him fear me. Knowing he couldn’t defeat me, I was manipulated.
He turned me into a pet used to entertain the masses. I spent years slaughtering the competition for Amasis. I earned the Osirian Portal
the necessary points for title contention. I pinned Player Uno to win the Campeonatos De Parejas. I am the 2010 Rey de Voladores.
"High Noon." The night that changed everything. The Pharaoh was left crippled in a sea of red. I started my march down the path
of redemption soon after.
Sever. Resurrect. Ascend.
The devils that infected Amasis, that infected Hieracon, are now
infecting me. But unlike the soul(mask)less, I embrace the devils. I will become one with them. The Catalyst will accomplish that.
(Don’t be a fool. That is not your story. You are the DEVIL that infects your brain. Only acceptance of this fact will
cure your delusions.)
You are wrong Hieracon. WRONG! I own your soul. Do not disrespect me again.
(Continue the march if you must. We have no choice but to aid you. Do not forget, only you can face the consequences of
these actions on your own. The end of the year is rapidly approaching. Revelation. This path leads to that moment.)
UltraMantis, you claim to be the most DEVIOUS creature to walk this planet. You are the matriarch of The Spectral Envoy.
Under your command, your army manipulates malevolence for the greater good. Absurd. For these reasons, you are the next victim
on my list. I have stolen from you an object that channels the malevolent. I will evolve into a monster that even the great
and DEVIOUS UltraMantis Black fears. Oh Yessss!
My appearance is changing. My venom has morphed into a black substance. I can hear the voices clearly but I cannot control the
twitching. Your staff has brought upon me major changes. Now, I must find the Isle of Snakes to finish molting; to Resurrect. I’ve
yet to acquire the knowledge to unlock the powers contained within the staff. I must pursue this knowledge in the temples
contained within the Isle.
Search for me if you must UltraMantis Black. The attempt is futile. When I Resurrect, I will no longer need The Staff. Only
then will you possess it again. Once it's back in your possession, you will have no excuses when your dynasty falls at my feet.
I WILL BE THE MOST DEVIOUS CREATURE TO WALK THIS PLANET.
You will taste my venom again.