[Reverend Ezekiel Graves surrounded by rows of empty pews, his presence commanding in the otherwise quiet sanctuary. The soft, reverent sound of hymns echoes throughout the church, creating an ethereal and almost haunting atmosphere.]
“Josh Conway, ‘The North Star,’ a beacon of hope in a world that drowns in sin. You walk among the people of Arcadia, offering them light in the darkness, promising them salvation. But here, in the house of the Lord, where the hymns of the faithful echo through these sacred halls, your light is but a flicker in the vastness of eternity.”
[Graves’ voice is calm, yet filled with an undercurrent of conviction and power. The hymns continue to play, their melodies weaving through the air like a spiritual presence.]
“At Chain Reaction, I stood in that ring as the harbinger of divine judgment, offering salvation to a soul ensnared by the lies of the cosmos. But you intervened, Conway. You thought that your light, your mere presence, could deter the will of the Almighty. You interrupted the divine work, and in doing so, you set yourself on a path you are not prepared to walk.”
[He begins to walk slowly down the aisle, the camera following his every step as the candlelight flickers, casting shadows that dance across the stone walls.]
“These hymns, Conway, are the voices of the faithful, the echoes of centuries of devotion. They sing of hope, yes, but they also sing of judgment, of the reckoning that awaits all who stray from the path of righteousness. You believe that your light can guide the lost, but what will they find at the end of YOUR light? Will they find salvation, or will they find themselves standing at the edge of an abyss, with nothing but darkness awaiting them?”
[Graves stops before the altar, placing both hands on the ancient wood, as if drawing strength from the sacred space.]
“At Vendetta, your light will be tested, Conway. And when it is, it will fail. You may have chased me from that ring, but you did not chase away the judgment that is coming for you. The North Star will fall, and those who once looked to you for guidance will see the truth—that you are no savior, but a man who led them astray with false promises and fleeting hope.”
[Graves’ eyes burning with fervent intensity as the hymns swell in the background, creating a crescendo of sound that fills the entire church.]
“When you stand before me, you will face more than just a man, you will face the judgment of the Almighty. Your light will be extinguished, your followers will see you for what you truly are, and all that will remain is the truth of divine judgment. May your faith be strong, Conway… because when the light fades and the darkness closes in, only faith will remain.”
[The hymns continue to play, their haunting melodies echoing as the scene fades to black.]