He originally wanted to continue speaking, but after the recording had gone silent for a long ti, it suddenly resud making sounds.
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"I reckon I’m going to die."
In the recording, Elvis was no longer "insane," instead narrating his own desolation with the calm deanor he had when docunting experints.
"No, I should say, all of us, this whole group, are going to die."
"Tomorrow, at the latest the day after, they will descend with divine retribution to punish us."
"Logically, since I am already aware of their arrival and fearful nature, I should have fled early."
He paused for a mont, then stated in an extrely calm voice,
"I don’t plan to run away."
"These are the sins our group has committed. Although I did not participate in that research, I... am still one of them."
"Since I’ve enjoyed this glory stained with blood, I have no reason to run."
"This is the pride of the Elves, the pride of the Empire."
"We cannot run, nor should we run."
After experiencing fear, evasion, madness, and despair, Elvis finally accepted his fate and that of his group at the last mont.
"The Desecrators will et the end they deserve."
Then, he suddenly laughed, sowhat smugly, not like the deranged and narcissistic laughter of the past, but rely a self-deprecating chuckle.
"Haha, although it’s a bit late, the royal court finally realized their mistake and understood that I’m not crazy..."
"The royal court has already made their decision."
"We don’t intend to kneel and await judgnt like this."
"What of the Divine?"
"Except for the Master of Nature who created us, no Divine has the right to judge us."
"We... will mount our own counterattack."
"The Queen has already issued orders, all Magic Energy Cannons, including those here, are to be prepared for launch."
"And as for That One, the original Divine who led us down this path to doom... They will guide other Gods here, but at the sa ti, they will also be the bait we’ve set."
"Even though the ending is already fated, we will vanish in the wrath of the Divine, but we still won’t run."
"Oh great Divinities, please bear witness to the pathetic struggle of us re mortals."
Contrary to outsider speculation, the Elven Empire’s high officials had already beco aware of the Divine’s arrival in the end.
But they did not run.
Instead, having recognized the conclusion, they still chose to respond in the most violent way.
If the conflict between both sides cannot be resolved, then let there be battle.
This proud group of Elves who dominated an era chose to wield their blades against the Gods in the heavens.
To determine an outco with blood and fire.
Either it would be the end of a glorious era.
Or it would herald a new era transcending the Divine.
Even if this might leave nothing behind.
But at least, they once existed.
...
...
The Secret Realm of Nature.
"Hmm..."
Still in her cat form, the Ice and Snow Goddess tilted her head, conflicted about what to do next.
"Oh my, how should I bring it up with him?"
"I can’t just co out and say, I can provide you with a large population as assistance, can I?"
"Also, I don’t know if he’d be willing to accept Beastn over there..."
She pondered for a mont, then blinked a bit nervously and murmured:
"He should, accept it, right?"
"Didn’t he say he wanted to give everyone a ho back then? Eh... was that what he said?"
"Seems close enough..."
"Oh well!"
"Anyway, I should just go ask first!"
Unable to think of an answer, the little cat finally decided to stop thinking altogether, slapped her tail, puffed up her head and leapt up, mumbling:
"No matter what, he wouldn’t chase away, right!"
"...He shouldn’t, right!"
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