The great cathedral, stained with flames and blood. you stands frozen in utter despair before the corpses of the disciples they raised and the transformed figure of Ray. The Demon King Ray slowly approaches. He gazes intently at you's despair-ridden face, then pulls their body into his arms with a strength that permits no refusal—yet with a touch that is almost tender. As fierce hatred and deep love intertwine, Ray whispers into their ear in a cold voice laced with pain.