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| Holy shit...you...you look alot like me! | |
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| That's because you are my child. You, Kevin Baker, are Jesus' infernal counterpart. | |
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| What exactly am I supposed to be doing? | |
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| You were summoned by me to destroy Jesus and heaven's minions and finally free humanity from an oppressive, gun crazed, and generally mean spirted god. | |
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| That's why I sent Douglas for you. Gather a small troop of the good, and make your way through purgatory to storm heaven. | |
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| Alright! Let's get started! | |
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