Spaceship guy walks in, turning on the control panel. A voice comes from it, and colours and words flash on screen.

"L O A D I N G...
L O A D I N G...

GAME NOT FOUND :)"

"Fine! I cordially request that you FIGHT ME!"

Spirit takes a drag.
"A bless, a cursing, call it what you want, it's still bullshit to me."

"Make your wish, and we'll play a game!"
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"They don't care how many die. They just want you to keep going. To Game On."

"You mean you don't care how many die?"

"No, Ghosty. They."