This... can't... be!
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You will not survive.
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Goodbye.
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I don't have time for interferences.
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It's time... to close the book on us.
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I'll play with you.
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Everything is going to plan. I will be a god.
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A new age will begin, and it will require a god.
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Oh my, new test subjects? Thank you for volunteering.
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Now if you'll excuse me, I have a world to saturate...
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This is the end of humanity and the start of a new world order!
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No, I don't need a partner, but I do need a couple of lapdogs. Interested in auditioning?
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Don't worry, Chris. You can die in peace knowing the world has a new god to watch over it.
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I do so look forward to dissecting that ridiculously-large brain of yours.
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