You may think you've taken the hills... but you do not have The Hill. Think about it. This whole kerfuffle started over one hill, and devolved into a war for every hill, slope, ridge, dune, bluff, cliff, promontory, headland, stack, ascent, gradient, precipice, knoll, protuberance, drift, fell, heap, mesa, mound, eminence, acclivity, incline, mount, shock, prominence, range, summit, highland, talus, upland, butte, hummock, tor, and esker on this Gaben-forsaken planet.
But tou have forgotten The Hill. The cause of this conflict. As we speak, I've constructed a massive fortress atop it, protecting it from the unworthy. My legions of trained soldiers, artillery, weapons of mass destruction, and fortifications protect this sacred place. I have been crowned ruler of this mighty hill, ruling with an iron fist.
I am truly the King of The Hill.