"So long". He says. He is beginning to dislike the world and everything in it. He's going somewhere, yet he doesn't know where. He is not making any sense. He's always been a nonsense. Nothing in him actually makes sense. He's always been a part of the losing army. Always defeated. Life's been not good. He moves slowly. He always sleep. Life with him is dragging and he's just not worth to keep. "See you later", he bids. He'll go in a deep slumber, and he has no plans of waking up. Only time will tell. You should bid him goodbye now while he's still here. For the last time, he lost again. He smiles as he bow down. His sword touched the ground, his broken shield followed. And he once again said, "I give up now, you win..."

And his show ends...