Anthony stared down upon the world once more, and with a faint smile playing on his lips, he vanished from the sky. In that very instant, the screen of the Livestream flickered to life again, and StreamGhost appeared, his ever-present microphone clutched tightly in his hand as though it were a sacred relic.
"And there you have it, folks!" StreamGhost's voice boomed with uncontainable fervor. "He has done it once again! He has achieved the impossible! He has shattered every existing record by attaining planetary-level battle prowess at merely nineteen years of age! Can you even begin to comprehend that? He has set new standards! He has reshaped the very definition of Talent! He has become the hope of the world! He is the light that pierces the abyss! He is Heaven's Favourite Child, the blessed one, the Money God himself!"
