Darkest Dungeon OST - The Final Combat [EXTENDED + NARRATOR QUOTES]

Darkest Dungeon OST - The Final Combat [EXTENDED + NARRATOR QUOTES]

Composer: Stuart Chatwood

Narrator: Wayne June

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[onethousandyearsofcultivat]

Imagine you play DnD and this guy is your Game Master

[IblessmE]

Imagine your gps voiced by the Ancestor. Every rides, every trip, turn into an epic and glorious moment. You will never drive your car the same way .

[toenail]

7:55 ancestor dropped mad bars for a second

[FreedomAndPeaceOnly]

7:56
*_" You still foolishly consider yourself an entity separate from the whole. I know better. And I. Will. Show you. "_*

[Xyneron]

The music itself is a beating heart that's aimed to stress us, the player, not the champions anymore.
It's such a masterpiece. I remember screaming as I saw my heroes took risks beyond the impossible to beat anything that stands in our way.

[jamzee_]

I love how he reassures you that even if you may believe his praises almost mocking after he reveals himself, he genuinely means each reassurance.
While fighting the heart, he still tells you A DECISIVE BLOW on crits, and other inputs. Its him basically telling you “you’re screwed, but i can still see you’re doing good.”

[carlosalbertolararojas]

Imagine a dnd game narrated by this man.

[Alexll]

6:30 Damn. That phrase hits me. Just. Damn.

[LabrnMystic]

Given the truth of the final boss and that all are part of the flesh; it's extra clear why you can always hear the ancestors voice in your head. He's literally in your head because you're literally part of it, too

[沒有人-qy]

Once again, the stars are right and the manor sits at the very epicenter of cosmic unrest. Cultists rally to their twisted idols and great gongs sound in anticipation of the coming sacrifices. Far below, life-laden shadows pulse to the unrelenting rhythm of a beating heart.

The blood of the fallen flows ever downward along these titan spires. The creature fattens itself upon your failures.

You have merely glimpsed the edge of the abyss, but it is enough to trigger the cycle of revelation. Now, like me, you will begin to see things as they truly are.


The thing has no name, for it needs no language. Nevertheless, those who would submit to its wordless will are rewarded, in a fashion. The creature's blessings are as repulsive as they are robust. Twisted, half human monstrosities stalk the flesh-ridden halls, protecting their gestating god.


The maniacal cultists are quelled, for a time, but there can be no celebration. Your progress is measured only in progressive realization... and dawning horror. You are in the shadow of the end.


The interminable stone halls are but an antechamber. The creature is vast beyond measure, and must be battled from within. Step over the threshold, and let the terrible truth worm its way into your mind.


The gateless gate. A maddening aperture to realms beyond human understanding.


The maniacal cultists are quelled, for a time, but there can be no celebration. Your progress is measured only in progressive realization... and dawning horror. You are in the shadow of the end.


Life feeds on life. In your petty pursuit of family redemption you consumed those who rallied to your cause and in so doing you strengthened the Thing, accelerating the end. This is as it should be. It is why you are here.

In all my terrible researches, what I sought was a glimpse behind the veil, a crumb of cosmic truth... I found it here, and in that moment of brain-blasting realization I ceased to be a man and became a herald, an avatar of the Crawling Chaos.


We are chained here forever, you and I, at the end of the world. Free yourself, rouse the thing, and embrace the ineffable cosmic hideousness that lives within us all.


You still foolishly consider yourself an entity separate from the whole. I know better. And I will show you.


The flesh is fluid, it can be changed, reshaped, remade!


The flesh is immortal, it is undying. Pray it does take not too hideous a form.


Behold the heart of the world! Progenitor of life, father and mother, alpha and omega! Our creator... and our destroyer.


Madness made flesh! It crawls steadily upwards from the pit, supported by the lattice of cyclopean pillars.


Do not consider my continued commentary here disingenuous. Each victory out here in the world brings you closer to the heart of things once more.

[Cpt.AlexanderOllin]

"Life... Feeds... On life..." That part is just too damn good...

[cocacolazero]

10:16 Behold the heart of the world! Progenitor of life, father and mother, alpha and omega! Our creator... and our destroyer.

[junkolover]

7 people still foolishly consider themself an entity separate from the whole. But we, 532 others, know better. We. Will. Show them.

[andyjkal]

Thank you for putting this together. And taking the time to match the pacing of his speech to the song. Well done.

[electrotoxins]

Listening to this while lifting, I'm going for that cultist brawler body

[cataddict_]

I think Darkest Dungeon has the single best sense of atmosphere consistently through any piece of media I've ever seen or played. That sense of oppression that makes you perform rash decisions despite being fully turn based with no time limit.

The art, the music tracks, the ambient sound, the character and enemy designs, the narration the f*cking narration! God it all feels so perfected like I cant even fathom it.

[Blackwingsss]

"You have merely glimpsed the edge of the abyss, but it is enough to trigger the cycle of revelation. Now, like me, you will begin to see things as they truly are."

[BasilVasil]

All light fades. All life dies. A day will come when the shadow consumes all, and leaves nothing behind…but it is not this day!

[alexpell]

You have merely glimpsed the edge of the abyss, but it is enough to trigger the cycle of revelation. Now, like me, you will begin to see things as they truly are.

[cocacolazero]

1:05 You have barely glanc... 1:34 The thing has no name... 4:23 A gateless gate... 5:06 Life feeds on life... 6:29 We are chain... 7:55 You still a fool...