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- So Vilgax fell. He who had once attained the peak of physical excellence, like a Muramasa blade, had been dulled and rusted. Once again he was only an ugly, frail, mortal creature.
- "No... NO!"
- Those were the first thoughts to return to him, as his flesh ignited in Battleworld's atmosphere. Grief. Anger. Fear. He'd finally escaped it all. He'd become a truly limitless king, something that defied the old emperor's curse, something that could never die or grow unsatisfied! Those bastards had pulled him out of his euphoria! They made him less than a weapon of war, they made him think again! He'd failed to reach godhood, failed to conquer the heavens, failed everything.
- - Round 5
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