Hamilton: Ugh, screw this running business! I'm gasping for air; it feels like I've been sprinting through eternity.

Bel: Why the sudden laziness, Hamilton? It's only been two months in your regular timeframe.

Hamilton: Look, Bel, I'm still human! No ordinary person can keep up a two-month-long jog. Besides, there's this weird vibe, like I should take a breather right here.

Bel: Breather? For what?

Hamilton: I don't have a clue, but I'm rolling with this gut feeling.

Bel: Well, while we're stuck waiting, I've got to stress how crucial it is for you to level up. The vesicles of the seven seals are amping up, and I've got a hunch Parrodus Lapdog might still be kicking.

Bel: I swear on everything, Hamilton, I'll obliterate that Parrodus, the bastard responsible for the nightmare I'm trapped in.

Hamilton: Why such intense hatred? I mean, he's sealed away in some void, powerless.

Bel: That's what everyone believes, but Parrodus is among the few genuine gods out there.

Hamilton: Hold up, what?

Bel: Yep, you heard it right. There are only two bona fide gods in existence – one that I managed to seal away, and the other is none other than Parrodus.

Bel: Hamilton, do you sense that?

Hamilton: Yeah, I feel it too.

Suddenly, the world around them froze, time seemingly at a standstill. A portal materialized in front of Hamilton, and a mysterious figure began to emerge. The silhouette slowly took form, and as it stepped out of the portal, a voice echoed, "I've been waiting a really long time for this."

It was Walker, and with determination, he declared, "I'll have my revenge."

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