Have you ever thought what death would be like? Would you feel pain? Would your soul linger in a black void, or perhaps haunt the earth? Maybe your entire life will flash before your eyes. Or god could say, "F*ck it. Give them time travelling powers...
Kiyomasa and Takemichi stood at the center of the "ring", ready to fight.
What the hell is he thinking?!
Kiyomasa readies his fist.
"You better not regret this."
He strikes him right in stomach.
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As the crowd continue to watch and shout, some of Kiyomasa's goons started poking fun at Takemichi.
Getting punched in the face, Takemichi staggers backwards. He kept receiving blow after blow, dealing him even more damage than before.
All I could do is cover my eyes. I couldn't watch this. Sadly, I could still hear the pain being inflicted on him.
"Dammit! That's enough, Takemichi!" I hear Kazushi's voice.
"Just tap out! You're gonna die!" Makoto adds.
Hearing shuffling, I take a peak and spot Akkun making his way to the front. I quickly follow him. I catch up to him once we're on ground level. I grab his arm.
"What are you doing?"
"I gotta help-"
"I'm not done yet..."
We stop and look Takemichi's way. His words gave the crowd even more energy.
"Kill him, Kiyomasa!"
All these idiots begin cheering, "Give him death." I couldn't stand to hear it. What's wrong with these f*ckers?!
*Click*
I look down and watch as Akkun swings open a pocket knife.
"Hey, don't do-"
"I have no other choice!"
"Please don't! You'll regret doing that!"
"..."
"...Akkun?"
He stops and watches the battle. Everyone stopped cheering for some reason. I turned to watch as well. Takemichi was doing his best to keep his grip around Kiyomasa, even though it wasn't hurting him.
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