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Bansho: You really shouldn't provoke Kogasu like that. You know he's the guy who destroyed an entire town over a bottle of rum.
Bumu: Please. I'm not scared of that bastard. My powers are superior to his in every way.
Bansho: Don't get overconfident. That's a negative emotion that can lead to your utter downfall.
Bumu: Psh. Don't use your damn powers on me. I can't be read like some book.
Bansho: It's obvious that I don't need my abilities to read your heart. You're practically exploding with arrogance, no pun intended.
Bumu: Oh so you got jokes? *grins* Fine. How about we go at it right now?
Bansho: Hmph. Are you stupid? Fighting amongst ourselves will only lead to failing and losing this war. I sense that this war is going to end with us. The victor? That I do not know.
Bumu: You're so annoying. Of course we'll win. And when we do, this world will be glorious in our image!
Kogasu left the castle. He had his hood on his head. As he walked, he thought to himself.
Kogasu: (Those bastards remind me of them... Tch. I don't need them. I know where Tekko and his brats are. Taking those kids out will be a breeze. Tekko on the other hand may pose a problem. I'll need to be careful.)
???: And where are you heading this fine night, Kogasu?
Kohasu glanced up. On a pillar of stone that helped support a bridge, a man stood on it. He had white hair that was shaven low. The man's name was Arashi. He wore long white pants and no footwear. He wore an open jacket with no sleeves. He had fierce white pupils with a black dot in them.
Kogasu: How is that any or your business?
Arashi: Come on. Out of all us, you and I are the only ones with mutual respect for each other.
Kogasu grinned.
Kogasu: We also know each other's histories.
Arashi: You don't like talking about your history.
Kogasu: Neither do you.
Arashi: I know where you're headed. The thought of the Lightning Astral being discovered must be making you excited. After all, he's destined to be strong.
Kogasu: Of all people, you should know that I don't believe in destiny. I especially don't believe it will make you strong, or prosperous. The only way to do that is to work for it. No one is handed strength.
Arashi: Heh. Well said. Be careful. Tekko is not one to be trifled with. Also, those kids may pose as a great threat in the future. Even Bansho feels it.
Kogasu: I know. There's always a possibility that they'll win the war and kill us.
Arashi smiled.
*Close up on Kogasu's grinning face.*
Kogasu: It's got me burning with excitement!
Arashi smiled and leapt off of the pillar and into ravine. Kogasu crossed the bridge.
Over in the town, everyone was piling into the Arena. As they entered, a man was separating the spectators and contestants. The spectators filled the bleachers which surrounded the ring and was behind a large, glass wall that could easily be seen through. The contestants piled into one area to watch matches they weren't in. Tekko stayed with the kids. Kusuri looked around and noticed three men staring at him.
One man had pink hair. He was slightly muscular. He wore no shirt and had one blue shorts. His hair was slicked back and he had his arms crossed.
One had black hair. He had on a white sleeveless shirt and long grey pants.
The other had on a mesh shirt and black pants. He had his eyes closed, as though he were asleep.
Kusuri looked away as the announcer arrived. He had a monitor next to him.
Announcer: Check it. This screen will display all the contestants and their opponents.
The screen displayed:
Kusuri vs. Karuku Hiku
Kirin vs Gamu
Hoshi vs Yasei.
*I only included these people because the rest is unimportant and I care for them not.*
Kusuri: Looks like I'm up first.
Kusuri stepped into the ring, hands in pockets and sword on back. Suddenly, the entire arena started shaking. Kusuri stumbled and the spectators looked around in panic. A very, very fat man stepped into the ring.
Kusuri: You're Hiku?!
Hiku: Yes!
Hiku was bald. He was tall despite his enormous weight. His stomach was very wide. He wore green pants tucked into brown boots.
Kusuri: Isn't it against the law of nature to be this fat?
Hiku: No. This has allowed me to be a great warrior. I have won the last three tournaments on this island!
Kusuri: ?!
Hiku: And I'm gonna knock you out, little man!
Kusuri: Tch. I'd like to see you try!
Announcer: Begin!
Hiku immediately stomped both feet into the ground. This shook the arena and Kusuri stumbled again. Hiku then launched himself at Kusuri.
Kusuri: What the hell?!
Hiku grabbed him into a bear hug and fell forward, landing on Kusuri.
Kirin: Shit! Kusuri!
Hiku got up. Kusuri lay in a hole, blood coming from his mouth.
Hiku: Heh, heh. Told you little man!
Hiku turned and started to walk away.
Announcer: Not surprisingly at all, Hiku the Fatass beat the rookie, Kusu-
Kusuri: Hey, wait!
Hiku: Hm?
Hiku turned and along with the rest of the spectators, gasped as Kusuri stood slowly. First, he was on all fours, then he stood, shakily.
Kusuri: What would my father think if I lost to some fatass whose only ability is being out of shape?
Hiku: How dare you talk to me like that!
Kusuri reached for his sword.
Kusuri: Come on, roly poly. I'll slice you up like the dumpling you are!
Bumu: Please. I'm not scared of that bastard. My powers are superior to his in every way.
Bansho: Don't get overconfident. That's a negative emotion that can lead to your utter downfall.
Bumu: Psh. Don't use your damn powers on me. I can't be read like some book.
Bansho: It's obvious that I don't need my abilities to read your heart. You're practically exploding with arrogance, no pun intended.
Bumu: Oh so you got jokes? *grins* Fine. How about we go at it right now?
Bansho: Hmph. Are you stupid? Fighting amongst ourselves will only lead to failing and losing this war. I sense that this war is going to end with us. The victor? That I do not know.
Bumu: You're so annoying. Of course we'll win. And when we do, this world will be glorious in our image!
Kogasu left the castle. He had his hood on his head. As he walked, he thought to himself.
Kogasu: (Those bastards remind me of them... Tch. I don't need them. I know where Tekko and his brats are. Taking those kids out will be a breeze. Tekko on the other hand may pose a problem. I'll need to be careful.)
???: And where are you heading this fine night, Kogasu?
Kohasu glanced up. On a pillar of stone that helped support a bridge, a man stood on it. He had white hair that was shaven low. The man's name was Arashi. He wore long white pants and no footwear. He wore an open jacket with no sleeves. He had fierce white pupils with a black dot in them.
Kogasu: How is that any or your business?
Arashi: Come on. Out of all us, you and I are the only ones with mutual respect for each other.
Kogasu grinned.
Kogasu: We also know each other's histories.
Arashi: You don't like talking about your history.
Kogasu: Neither do you.
Arashi: I know where you're headed. The thought of the Lightning Astral being discovered must be making you excited. After all, he's destined to be strong.
Kogasu: Of all people, you should know that I don't believe in destiny. I especially don't believe it will make you strong, or prosperous. The only way to do that is to work for it. No one is handed strength.
Arashi: Heh. Well said. Be careful. Tekko is not one to be trifled with. Also, those kids may pose as a great threat in the future. Even Bansho feels it.
Kogasu: I know. There's always a possibility that they'll win the war and kill us.
Arashi smiled.
*Close up on Kogasu's grinning face.*
Kogasu: It's got me burning with excitement!
Arashi smiled and leapt off of the pillar and into ravine. Kogasu crossed the bridge.
Over in the town, everyone was piling into the Arena. As they entered, a man was separating the spectators and contestants. The spectators filled the bleachers which surrounded the ring and was behind a large, glass wall that could easily be seen through. The contestants piled into one area to watch matches they weren't in. Tekko stayed with the kids. Kusuri looked around and noticed three men staring at him.
One man had pink hair. He was slightly muscular. He wore no shirt and had one blue shorts. His hair was slicked back and he had his arms crossed.
One had black hair. He had on a white sleeveless shirt and long grey pants.
The other had on a mesh shirt and black pants. He had his eyes closed, as though he were asleep.
Kusuri looked away as the announcer arrived. He had a monitor next to him.
Announcer: Check it. This screen will display all the contestants and their opponents.
The screen displayed:
Kusuri vs. Karuku Hiku
Kirin vs Gamu
Hoshi vs Yasei.
*I only included these people because the rest is unimportant and I care for them not.*
Kusuri: Looks like I'm up first.
Kusuri stepped into the ring, hands in pockets and sword on back. Suddenly, the entire arena started shaking. Kusuri stumbled and the spectators looked around in panic. A very, very fat man stepped into the ring.
Kusuri: You're Hiku?!
Hiku: Yes!
Hiku was bald. He was tall despite his enormous weight. His stomach was very wide. He wore green pants tucked into brown boots.
Kusuri: Isn't it against the law of nature to be this fat?
Hiku: No. This has allowed me to be a great warrior. I have won the last three tournaments on this island!
Kusuri: ?!
Hiku: And I'm gonna knock you out, little man!
Kusuri: Tch. I'd like to see you try!
Announcer: Begin!
Hiku immediately stomped both feet into the ground. This shook the arena and Kusuri stumbled again. Hiku then launched himself at Kusuri.
Kusuri: What the hell?!
Hiku grabbed him into a bear hug and fell forward, landing on Kusuri.
Kirin: Shit! Kusuri!
Hiku got up. Kusuri lay in a hole, blood coming from his mouth.
Hiku: Heh, heh. Told you little man!
Hiku turned and started to walk away.
Announcer: Not surprisingly at all, Hiku the Fatass beat the rookie, Kusu-
Kusuri: Hey, wait!
Hiku: Hm?
Hiku turned and along with the rest of the spectators, gasped as Kusuri stood slowly. First, he was on all fours, then he stood, shakily.
Kusuri: What would my father think if I lost to some fatass whose only ability is being out of shape?
Hiku: How dare you talk to me like that!
Kusuri reached for his sword.
Kusuri: Come on, roly poly. I'll slice you up like the dumpling you are!