The final battle

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~Sonic's pov ~
I prepare my katana for this moment. I feel as if my heart will pop out of my chest, my thoughts are being over flown by the image of a smiling  (y/n). I hold back those tears and I leave. In search of my rival.

An hour later and I find him. I can feel my body tensing up. The aire is dry as well as the land.  The only thing saving us from the boiling heat is a smooth fresh breeze. He turns around and realises that I'm there.
That face of utter simplicity, I feel as though he his mocking me. Although I can hardly see his face right by the intense reflection of the sun on his head showing off that he his a pure baldy.

I draw my katana and say in a true warrior fashion

"Saitama! My most power rival!! I shall defeat you for my honour and most of all for the heart of my beloved."

Saitama simply mumbled "ok"

I run around him as fast as I can to put him off. I have learned that I should suprise him with something unexpected. Instead of attacking him by the back I'm going by the front.
But when I was near to slicing him he somehow manages to pull my scarf. I feel as though he is trying to kill me. But he then says sorry and let's go.

I put myself back in position thinking of something else as quickly as possible. I decide to do a sneak attack. I camouflage myself with my surroundings and I watch his move.

He's. ...starts to...leave....

I feel as though my anger is becoming pure rage! I run to him and prepare to slice him in to pieces. But the he turns around faster than me. He grabs me and throws me away. I feel a terrible pain in my arm...

I...lost..not just my honour...that I have lost a long long time ago...but now...I've lost my beloved... (y/n)

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