Board Thread:What Would You Do?/@comment-35836714-20190513190252/@comment-34497523-20190516032913

As the announcer counts down, i size up my opponent. A jinko, a fierce fighting mamono, with instincts of a monster-ish tiger.

"Ok, i should be able to end this instantly." I think to myself, then i hear the announcer yell "BEGIN!!!" and i dash right her with my hand on my sword to fake her out. She falls for my feint and once im near her; i change stances and hit her with my special technique, the blaze palm. The blaze palm fills mamono with such a rush of ectasy they fall unconscious, the only exception being high level mamono who have a high pleasure threshold. This jinko did not and in seconds i am declared the winner. The crowd cheers and i move onto the next round, spectating the next match i hear the announcer introduce a demon and a kunoichi.

Eight fights later

Its the final round, i've bested a jinko, a well respected ochimusha, a spellcasting kitsune-bi, a different kunoichi (though they hailed from the same village), a very resourceful danuki, a strong willed dragon, a very handsy kraken, a seductive cursed sword, and in the semi-finals a royal set of living armor. Backstage awaiting introduction, i see my opponent...the demon. Trying to gauge her stregnth, i accidently make eye contact with her and feel dizzy. I shake it off and restore my state of my mind; the referee comes to the back and declares the final round about to begin. The announcer introduces her first and then me a few minutes later. As i walk into the arena i hear the applause of the crowd, over the course of the tournament i had become the fan favorite and they began to cheer my name. I take a bow and ready myself for the final round.

Announcer: ARE YOU READY!!! FIGHT!!!!

I start the match with the same technique i used on the jinko, as expected she is ready for this and instead of feinting i draw my sword with a quick slash. She blocks with her forearm and i dash back. Readying my next attack i enter my sword stance, and start to lock on to her energy; as i do i feel the same dizziness i felt when i locked eyes with her. This throws off much of my focus and i fall to the ground kneeling on my sword. The crowd falls silent. My head felt like it was spinning in all directions; attempting to restore my state of mind, i go for one of my ultra techniques. Alas through all the imagined chaos i had lost track of my opponent and she simply throws me out of the ring knocking me unconscious.

When i finally come to, the tournament is over and im in an unfamiliar house. I immediately look for my sword, but notice the demon from the tournament is nearby. Making my way to her in the kitchen, i see she has it and demand an explanation. She motions for me to have a seat, assuming its the only the way to get my sword back i take the seat furthest from her at the table and she takes the seat next to me, placing a plate of food in front of me as she does; then she begins to explain. The tournament for her was about finding a husband, someone she could sire children with. When she saw my technique in the first match, she knew i was the one she wanted...so in the final match she may have cheated she explains with minor embarrassment. The "accidental" eye contact was not accidental, it was a spell, which she should not have used until the match started.

"So when you won...you won me." I say with much dismay. Looking towards the ground i ponder the implications, was i ever going to obtain enlightement of the soul, was my love for martial arts not good enough? As if she could sense my distress she wraps me in her entire body and we have lunch; preventing me from wallowing in my failure. After that we make a contract together and go on to become a well known fighting duo in all the lands.