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===Diabolic Hall===

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(*): Heh heh heh! My lucky day! A tasty human to devour!

(*): (A human/Humans)! Escaped from the cells, did you!?

(*): You! Stop! I don't like the look of you!

(*): I can't understand it. How can Lord Psaro be dead?

(*): It's, it's inconceivable!

(*): Lord Psaro! You've returned to the pride!

(*): I knew it was a lie. I knew that you couldn't have been killed.

(*): N-No! I can't get caught now! I'd got so far!

(*): What? You're not a monster at all? You used the mod rod to change into one? Oh, thank the Goddess for that!

(*): All the monsters are fighting among themselves now.


*: Apparently some monster who's the Master of Diabolic Hall has just died, you see.

(*): You're lucky. Under normal circumstances, you'd never get out of this place alive.

(*): On behalf of all monsters, I welcome you to Diabolic Hall!

(*): What!? (You're Lord Psaro/That's Lord Psaro)!? You lie! Lord Psaro died as a result of the Secret of Evolution!

(*): Which means you must be (an impostor/impostors)!

(*): Now Aamon is the Master of Diabolic Hall. Psaro the Manslayer is no longer our leader.

(*): What!? (You're Lord Psaro/That's Lord Psaro)!? You lie! Lord Psaro died as a result of the Secret of Evolution!

(*): Which means you must be (an impostor/impostors)!

(*): Ever since Psaro the Manslayer was killed, a revolution's been in progrrress here in Diabolic Hall.

(*): All Aamon's underrrlings are full of themselves now. It's very grrrating.

(*): Lord Psaro! The word on the grrrapevine is that you were killed. But I knew it was a lie. I knew you could cheet death!

(*): This is grrreat! Things are about to get interesting!

(*): Now that Aamon has taken the throne as the Master of Monsterkind, the balance of power in Diabolic Hall is disturbed.

(*): I only hope we don't see monsters locking horns as a result.

(*): Ah! Lord Psaro! P-Please, forgive me!

(*): It was Aamon who gave the order to kidnap Rose. We were just... Just...

Psaro: ...

No reply. It's just a skeleton.

Oh no it isn't! It's alive!

(*): Leave me alone. I'm trying to rest in peace! You don't want to rattle my ribcage!

(*): Hm? Ah, (a human/Humans)?

(*): I'll make no bones about eating you if you're loafing on your dungeon dutiezzz... Bonezzz and all!

(*): Have your heard the newth? Anyone who thayth anything good about Ptharo ith being locked up in the dungeon now!

(*): Monthterth are on the inthide, and humanth are on the outthide guarding them! It doethn't get any more humiliating than that!

(*): Lord Pth...

(*): Lord Ptha...

(*): Lord Ptharo! Tho you're alive and kicking? Thank goodneth for that!

(*): There'th nothing we can do about it now. Aamon ith the new Mathter of Monthterkind, and that'th that.

(*): But between you and me, Lord Ptharo wath far better, don't you think?

(*): I'm thure I can thee Lord Ptharo in front of me, but... No, it'th not pothible!

(*): It mutht be a figment of my imagination... Yeth... It mutht be...

(*): Of course! Right away! I'll see to it immediately. So you can't eat me, okay?

(*): Oh, hello! (A fellow human/Fellow humans) for once! How's guarding the dungeon going?

(*): N-Nothing to report! Every one of Aamon's wicked traitors is being as quiet as a mouse!

(*): Did you hear? All supporters of Psaro the Manslayer have been locked up in the dungeon.

(*): I never thought I'd be made to keep watch over imprisoned monsters, I can tell you!

(*): It beats being eaten by them, that's for sure! Mind you, they still give me the willies when they look at me through the bars.

(*): Ask me as many times as you please. I have no intention of pledging my allegiance to that traitor.

(*): If he wants to kill me, let him try. And you can tell Aamon that's what I said.

(*): Lord Psaro!

(*): I, I never lost faith! I was sure that you couldn't have been killed.

(*): I don't trust Aamon. He's a sly beast.

(*): If you were (a decent, upstanding monster/decent, upstanding monsters), you wouldn't trust him, either.

(*): Lord Psaro!? No...I must be dreaming. But I must inform you anyway, even if this is a dream...

(*): Aamon is claiming to have perfected the Secret of Evolution himself.

(*): I don't know if it's true or not, but it could be dangerous to underestimate him.

No answer... The rhinoceraxe appears to be meditating. 

(Character) examines the gravestone.<br>
"Brave members of monsterkind. R. I. P."

(*): Grrrah ha ha ha hah! Agrrreeing to join Aamon was the best decision I ever made!

(*): I'm a company commander already! Grrrah ha hah!

(*): Grrracious! Is that...Psaro the Manslayer!?

(*): Grrrah ha hah! I'll defeat you, and instantly grrraduate to Aamon's commander-in-chief!

(*): The Master of Monsterkind is now the grrreat Aamon!

(*): Grrraaah! It's P-Psaro! Come back to haunt us all!

(*): Aamon made the Thecret of Evolution work with hith own body. Not like that thtupid Ptharo!

(*): Yeth, Aamon ith much better. Ptharo wath just thmall fry compared to him.

(*): Eep! Ptharo! No... I heard Lord Ptharo died in hith experimenth into the Thecret of Evolution.

(*): That maketh you an impothtor!

(*): This is the throne room of Aamon, Master of Monsterkind!

(*): Prepare to die, disrespectful filth!

(*): You are honoured to have had an audience with Aamon!

(*): Now prepare to die, disrespectful filth!

Aamon: Hm... You are new to me. I applaud your loyalty in coming to pay your respects to your new master.

Aamon: Now remember this! I am the Master of Diabolic Hall- Nay, the Master of all Monsterkind. I, Aamon!

Aamon: Ah! (A human/Humans)! And (a brave one/brave ones) at that, coming this far into Diabolic Hall.

Aamon: In recognition of your laudable bravery, I will let you in on a little secret...

Aamon: Your true foe, Psaro the Manslayer, no longer resides in this castle.

Aamon: At this very moment, he is continuing his evolution deep in the underground empire of Nadiria.

Aamon: If you delay any longer, your entire race is at risk. Psaro the Manslayer will live up to his name and destroy all humans!

Aamon: Psaro!? What is the meaning of this!?

Aamon: Ah, I see... Your expression says it all. Yes, it was I!

Aamon: I, Aamon, who effected Rose's death and ensured your demise!

Aamon: Hwa ha hah! Can you control your hatred!? Your loathing?

Aamon: But what of self-loathing? What shame could be greater than joining forces with the humans!?

Aamon: Hmph! No matter. You are too late, Psaro. Your time is passed.

Aamon: And now I will show you... My new form, the very pinnacle of evolution!

Aamon: Know now of your curse! Know now that you were born in the era of the one true ruler! The era of Aamon!

Aamon: Psaro? Well, it seems you have forgotten how to accept defeat gracefully.

Aamon: This time I will carve my name on your very soul, that you may never forget who your true master is!

Aamon: This is the end, Psaro! Estark awaits you in hell!

Aamon: Ri... Ridic...ulous...

Aamon: Or...is this an illusion...? The Secret of Evolution...working some trickery...?

Aamon: I... I... I am the one...true leader... The Master of Monsterkind... Aamo- Urgh!

(Character) is resurrected by a mysterious magical force!

((Character) hears/The party hear) a voice calling out of nowhere...

Return to us, Hero. Return to Zenithia...