"Greetings, the man you see before you speaking to you is in fact the leader of the group known otherwise as the necrophyles, you do not know my face, but I know each and every one of yours. You can choose to call me God or you can call me Jester if you wish , but it doesn't really matter because you will all know me as the man who recreated Dissidia Universitas in his own image.
I also recognize the face of the man known as Kira Palazzo , the necrophyles personally see Lord Kefka as a sort of role model. It is thanks to your father that we owe our existence , it was his brilliance that provided the initial spark that drives our purpose. In turn we hope to honor him by continuing the mission he could not live to see fulfilled. It is a shame to see that his son could not follow his fathers footsteps.
I speak to you here today to warn you that the deans plan to rid the school of gangs and by extension shelter the school from threats of violence, will accomplish nothing. You are not anymore safer under Kira's or Montblac's provisions, the only safety you have is in the mercy of the Necrophyles. Heed my words, any action taken to deter our dominance will be answered in the form of a toll calling for an even greater amount of bloodshed. Violence is natural, the strong must eat the weak for nourishment and so shall the necrophyles devour this pitiful pebble you call a school.
They called us delinquents and outcast, but we are the ones who will bring true change to this school. If you wish to join our ranks, the necrophyles will seek you out.
By the way, beneath this very curtain I have a parting present for all of you who had to sit through Montblac's insufferable speech."