Lucifer Morningstar: I am... a dire wolf. Prey-stalking, lethal prowler.
Dream: I am a hunter. Horse-mounted, wolf-stabbing.
Lucifer Morningstar: I am a serpent. Horse-biting, poison-toothed.
Dream: I am a bird of prey. Snake-devouring, talons ripping.
Lucifer Morningstar: I am a butcher bacterium. Warm-life destroying.
Dream: I am a world. Space-floating, life-nurturing.
Lucifer Morningstar: I am a nova. All-exploding, planet-cremating.
Dream: I am a universe. All things encompassing, all life embracing.
Lucifer Morningstar: I am Anti-Life. The Beast of Judgement. The dark at the end of everything. What will you be then, Dream Lord?
Dream: [collapses] I... I... I...
Matthew the Raven: Boss? Hey, boss!
Lucifer Morningstar: Still with us, Dream?
Matthew the Raven: He is. And it's his move, Your Majesty.
Lucifer Morningstar: There are no more moves. What can survive the Anti-Life?
Matthew the Raven: Hey, boss. Listen to me. You know what can survive the Anti-Life? You. Dreams don't fucking die. Not if you believe in them. And I believe Dream of the Endless would never leave his raven here, alone, in Hell with Lucifer.
Dream: I... am... Hope.
[stands up]
Lucifer Morningstar: Hope.
Dream: Well, Lightbringer? It's your move. What is it that kills hope?
Lucifer Morningstar: Choronzon, give him his helm.
