The clown has faded into obscurity.

The human race hates the clown in its brand new body. The demons of Hell ask the clown "would you like to restore the being known as 'Thirteen' to life and take over its body?" The clown says "No. I want to dig up the bones of that evil creature, drink blood, and spit it into his face." It has decided not to be a clown for society's benefit, but to be a clown because it is what it has to do. No circus will be complete without a clown, and the world is nothing but a circus of hate and agony.