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When i looked back after the match, she was crying. Normally i’d ignore it, some people are sore losers. But when i looked back, she wasnt sad or anything, she was relieved.
…I dont feel that, i know that. Everyone wants me to face off against the best, hell, some even want me fighting the gods. They dont care about me, they care about takin others down.
I want to let go.
I want to let go of this arena, this weapon, this fighting style. Yet i cant, my body betraying me to keep holding on. I myself am completely powerless to do anything but sit there and let another clack fight themself.















