Part 3 Saga of the Ending

And on that final, faithful day they were all killed by the giant, ungodly fart from Steven Seagals humble ass. A dark day indeed.

The web of causality was broken and the big, fat, stinky fart cleansed the world once and for all.

Now nothing exists except Seagal, his fat, putrid body reaches for the heavens. He is so fat that he becomes the living eclipse, alpha and omega!

Seagal is the future, the beginning and the end. The first and the last!

He is the voice that screams in the darkness, the prophet of fat ass empire,

Seagal is the way, he is life and death personified.

Teach your children to worship Seagal. Praise him! Praise him! Praise him!

Become one with him, covered in his fat, bloated body.

He calls us, he awaits us!

We are one!

HTEH END