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A visitor? Hmm… Indeed, I have slept long enough. The kingdom of Heaven has long since forgotten my name, and I am EAGER to make them remember. However, the blood of Minos stains your hands, and I must admit… I'm curious about your skills, Weapon. And so, before I tear down the cities and CRUSH the armies of Heaven… You shall do as an appetizer. Come forth, Child of Man… And DIE
DESTRO-
Ahh… So concludes the life and times of King Sisyphus. A fitting end to an existence defined by futile struggle. Doomed, from the very start… And I don’t regret a SECOND of it! Hahahahaha, ahahahahaha, AHAHAHAHAHAHA, RAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA, AAAHAAAHahahahaahaaa... *Explodes*