Hello. I am the shining sheep, Dumuzid. Prize boxes are good civilization. My new love, Altera Santa, says so as well. Since we have so much in common, we might as well be a couple.
Did you fight and earn tickets? Truly, this is an ENDLESS BATTLE of light versus darkness. Earn plenty of those tickets.
Where do prize boxes come from, and where do they go? A truly timeless question. Don’t ask me.
Are you aware there are announcements? They will shed light on most mysteries. Go and read them whenever you feel drowsy.
Present, start. My heart’s going ‘doki-doki’
Are you getting some sort of hunch? Fret not, it’s just your imagination.
Competing over how many boxes you can open is futile. What’s most important is your smiling face filled with a sense of accomplishment after pulling an all-nighter.
Fate is like a torrential downpour. Ready to take the commemorative photo?
Remembering this roll will definitely result in tears.
I am Dumuzid.
When you are feeling bad, when you are feeling hurt, just call my name. Nothing will happen though.
I had a dream that we were drowning in a sea of materials. It was just a dream.
GOOD JOKE. Don’t give up, try rolling again.
AUTO-MUTTON. Fabulous. My flesh seems to be burning too.
CONGRATULATION. So cruel it is beautiful. Perhaps consider participating in Cannes?