We've all had hours of darkness. Hopeless, teary-eyed, alone. Passed out on the floor in a hotel in Martinaise, after having drank ourselves half to death. We've all been there. But Kim Kitsuragi was there too. Like an angel in an orange bomber jacket, descending from the cloudy Revacholian sky, like a beacon of hope in this dark and terrible world. Kitsuragi was there. When we violently threw up in the playground, Kitsuragi was there. When we started balling our eyes out over our ex-wife, Kitsuragi was there. When we busted it down epic style in the church, Kitsuragi was there, and hell, he busted it down with us. Because Kim Kitsuragi is always there. And he will always be there for us. Let us take a moment to appreciate this great man, and all he has done for us, and all he has done for Revachol. Let us never forget this great man's achievements, like when he busted it down in the church as I mentioned earlier. That was awesome. Kim Kitsuragi is a man we all aspire to be. Let us remember his greatness, and move forward, guided by his wisdom. Let us bring this man's spirit with us through life, and invoke his ideals in times of uncertainty. And let us be there for others, like he was always there for us.
