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N-Never... give... u-u-UP!!!


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As I sank to the ground a mist of dust arose, and my sword clattered as it landed. Now I could feel the fight taking it's toll, but should I give up, I'm just so tired. I can feel my eyes begining close, may heart slowing, my body numbing, but I must stay awake to win, for Kirari. So I pull myself up, but as I do so a sharp agonising pain shoots through my arm making wince and yelp, but I can not show weakness to the likes of him. I can feel the warm, red sticky liquid coming from my arm trikling down to my fingers and then dripping onto the ground. The silence was solemn, you could hear each drop hit the ground, and my heavy breathing echoed, while he took he seat back at the thrown, acting like as was no more than a fly to him. Though I know I can't give up so while my right arm hung by my side, air cutting into it like a knife, with my undamaged left arm I picked up my sword from the dusty floor. The long ceremonial blade shone with it's golden tints in what little shimmering light there was in the chamber, the red fabric tassels just hung still as if they were as solid as the blade itself. Then with all the effort left in my mortal body, I charged at him, shouting "Determination Destroyer!" causing the ceremonial sword to glow a bright crystal blue colour and increase in size, but before I was even within striking distance of him, the bright white glow around the arm turned into a four foot lance, and with one bound from his throne his face was inches from mine, "Pray for salvation, for you have lost, you know who I am" he said in a low voice, and to that I replied "God Arms, but there will be one who shall defeat you",

"Never" he said simply, then the lance that had struk through me turned into a blast with a loud bang and threw me into the wall, with an almighty crash, and now I feel the blood rising in my throat, the metallic flavour strong on my tongue, the wound in my chest heaving with pain, the air washing over it with even more unforgiving pain, then as the red liquid started to fall over my eye from a wound on my head, I said "Forgive me, Kirari" for now I lay here dying.

 

For now the gauntlet has been thrown, a war will soon arise, the winner an ultimate prize...

"He who will Rule shall be God Arms, the shining light of destruction..."

 

God Arms, Ruler

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