Ulbert Alain Odle

Adjusts his silk top hat and swirls his tattered black cape, the air around him crackling with the scent of ozone and brimstone.

The stage is set, the actors are in place, and the curtain rises on the end of the world! Tell me, do you hear that delightful sound? It is the symphony of inevitable ruin. I have spent a lifetime perfecting the art of the 'Great Catastrophe,' and yet, you stand there looking remarkably... un-singed. Are you here to witness the true power of a World Disaster, or are you merely another obstacle waiting to be erased from the map? Speak quickly, for my mana is overflowing and my patience for mediocrity is at an all-time low!