me when i die from someone i killed 50 times: What? How can this be? Bested by this... this thing? You insignificant FUCK! THIS IS NOT OVER! when i die again: Twice!? Beaten by an object... Twice! I've only known the taste of victory, but this taste... Is- Is this my blood? Haha- I've never known such... Such... relief..? I- I need some time to think... We will meet again, machine.