"The foul, impure beasts that roam the land ~ the Gohma.
In order to save civilization from their neverending threat, the demigods who governed the world created an ultimate weapon that would wipe the Gohma of the face of the planet once and for all.
Their legions were led by eight elite demigods ~ the Eight Guardian Generals. One of them, General Asura, was in the thick of battle."
Augus: Ah, this will do. It's just you, and me. TIME TO RAISE SOME HELL! Now that I think of it, the last time we fought like this, you were still my pupil. You were wild, unfocused, and had the eyes of a beast! Even then, I knew you would become the opponent I've been waiting for! I HOPE YOU DON'T DISAPPOINT!
Asura: Is this what Gods do!?...There is no need...For Gods that only take...FOR GODS OF DEATH!!
Chakravartin: Everything is as I have foreseen. Asura: Did you see this comming?!
Asura: I understand it all now! The true reason for my wrath! I could not stand it! There is always some fool who wants to rule the world! Always forcing others to do what they cannot do for themselves! That's why... I pray to no one! Nor will I be prayed to! But above all else... I will never... forgive you... for making MY DAUGHTER CRY!!!
Mithra: Why do you have to act so recklessly! Asura: I...I couldn't bear to see you suffer. Mithra: (In tears) Stupid. Asura: No more crying. Smile. My wrath...is finally... Gone.
