The amber light cracked, and the mental space shook violently. The corruption was getting closer, trying to cut off this link before Zork could say all he needed to.
"Rick Rolland," Zork said in a formal voice that sounded like it came from a long time ago.
"I, Zork Bloodthorn, Demon King of the Eastern Wastes, give you my full authority and power."
"Not just my title, but also my duty, my burden, and my hope for the future of this realm."
Rick felt something change inside him. A weight settled on his shoulders that was both scary and empowering.
"Now the demon realm is yours, boy."
"Keep them safe and show them the way."
"Show them that strength is about the people we choose to stand with and the connections we make." Zork's form was now nearly transparent.
"Please look after Zara for me."
"She'll act like she's strong, but losing me will hurt her deeply."
"Be the friend she needs, even if she pushes you away at first."
