Should darkness rise from the depths of the cavern, the boundary between and man and mushi will vanish. Life itself will become bereft of death, and the natural order will crumble. The world as we know it will be no more. Mishappen beings and taboos unique to man lie in wait along the path of thorns...
I'm sorry to keep you waiting.
أعتذر على التأخير
Tut mir leid, dass ich
 euch hab warten lassen.
Siento haberlos hecho esperar.
Désolée de vous avoir 
fait attendre.
Scusate per avervi fatto aspettare.
Desculpe a demora.