"Chase, you've just defeated Heihachi Mishima. You're now the king. What are you gonna do now?" Asked the announcer.
"I-I don't even know. I was starting to think this wouldn't work." Chase replied.
The crowd started chanting 'speech'.
"Looks like they want the new king to give a victory speech."
"I don't even have anything prepared... Guess I'll speak straight from the heart. I have been in a fight before this. I spent 7 years of my life fighting against a futuristic disease. And I lost in the end. I didn't think I was gonna win a fight ever again, until I came here, and realized what this place was. I knew I had something to fight for... I wanna thank Sir Daniel Fortesque, for lending me the money to buy a moveset. I wanna thank Anakin Skywalker, for risking his position, and his life, to break the rules. Without them, this wouldn't be possible. And lastly, I wanna thank Heihachi, for making this so easy. From now on, the tirany is over. We're gonna have freedom!"
The crowd starts clapping, while chanting 'freedom'.
YOU ARE READING
Afterlife Battle Royale
FanfictionLiving in an Asteroid floating through space, filled with familiar faces. Sounds like one heck of an afterlife, doesn't it? Well, shortly after dying, Chase found out it wasn't much fun. Due to an anarcho-royalist revolution that happened in the p...
