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California, United States 
Martin smiles, basking in the glory, as his Fall Guy poses in victory.
"That was clutch Martin!"
"I can't believe you won that!"
"You're a God Martin."
..."You're a God."...
Martin lets a out a deep sigh, pressing his hand to his face. He has heard it too many times now. A compliment he once relished but now rejects. Back in his early days of gaming, his only goal was to be acknowledged as a greater being. Now though, his values have changed. Martin glances at the poster framed right next to his monitor.
"You're the true God."
The smartly dressed man on the poster almost appears to be smiling back at Martin. He stands up and rubs his fingers across the lettering emblazoned at the bottom of the poster.
"Time for the second crown."
TRUMP 2020