Battle of the Elites

Their overwhelming reality

Koenji Monologue

'NOT GOOD ENOUGH ROKUSUKE!'

'IS THIS IT? IS THIS ALL YOU GOT?!'

'FAR FROM PERFECT!'

"Ha-ha!"

Their squawks, like seagulls, still ring through my ears after all these years. Their words can be heard each night I lay to rest.

I hear them quite loudly when I train my beautiful body.... like it were merely yesterday when they instructed me. Threw me through the ringer and left me for what felt like an eternity.

"Hmph, how sully of me to reminisce of the past in such a dire situation, haha."

Peeking through my closed eye lids at the pitiful sight before me. Like ants that just had their hill kicked in. I must say the faces they construct are amusing.

"Hm-Hm"

A pitiful sight indeed.

'Rokusuke, my child, heed your fathers' words.'

'Dear father.... do not waste on the likes of me, as the future head of the Koenji Conglomerate, I will aim for perfection and accept nothing less than such.'

A pitiful sight indeed....

But my words were not folly.... for now-

"I glamor at my breath-taking beauty; this mirror I hold in my hand should be honored."

"Perfection."

That is what I TRULY am....

'Perfection? Haha, yes my dear Rokusuke, may I ask this of you then my son? What is perfection to you?'