I watched as Ryan clenched his fist in irritation, his eyes burning with jealousy. All around us, the crowds were roaring with excitement, and I could see that they were clearly enjoying my talk more than the fight itself. 
 
 "Enough," Ryan barked in outrage. "And you, Rey Reed," he said, pointing his finger at me. "You will face the consequences." He said in a threatening tone.
 
 "Can you do more than your tiny carrot dick?" I teased, making the crowds cheer again like crazy.
 
 "The rules of the game have changed," Ryan barked at me, and the crowds went silent, getting ready to hear what he wanted to say again. Without being told, I knew I had just stepped onto his wrong side. "The second team will no longer face the venom

As it was inscribed in the holy book, it was given for a man to die once, and after that death, it is judgement. But for me, Rey Reed, it is different. If my guess is right, this will be the third time I have visited the land of the dead. The first time was when I escaped from the tar pit. I can't remember how long I lost consciousness, but when I woke up. I only opened my eyes in hell. 
 
 The second is the collision when Ryan and his soldiers were chasing us. I visited my dad, who told me I had yet to accomplish my mission. I was sent back to earth, only to be welcomed back by my worst nightmare again. This is the third time, and I doubt my chance to wake up again. I was indeed a dummy. My dad is right when he said love is a sin, and my emotions will only lead me to an earlier grave. I continue my journey on a lonely

"Your enemy might be ampler, tougher, faster, well-built, and more creative than you. But don't underestimate yourself, don't think low of yourself. If you have the heart of a lion, then that is enough of a weapon to face your fear and defeat your opponent. Be dignified, be fearless, formless, and shapeless like water. 
 If you pour water into a cup, it will surely fit. Pour it into a bottle, and it will surely fit. Listen to my messages and teaching, Rey Reed. Never fear the man that can practice a thousand kicks in a few minutes, but rather the man that can practice a single kick a thousand times. I might not be there with you perpetually, but everything I have taught you will serve as a shield that will guard you. They will serve as a crown on your head. Write them on your chest and put some in your left hand so you won't forget. " </stron

I watched as Ryan clenched his fist in irritation, his eyes burning with jealousy. All around us, the crowds were roaring with excitement, and I could see that they were clearly enjoying my talk more than the fight itself. 
 
 "Enough," Ryan barked in outrage. "And you, Rey Reed," he said, pointing his finger at me. "You will face the consequences." He said in a threatening tone.
 
 "Can you do more than your tiny carrot dick?" I teased, making the crowds cheer again like crazy.
 
 "The rules of the game have changed," Ryan barked at me, and the crowds went silent, getting ready to hear what he wanted to say again. Without being told, I knew I had just stepped onto his wrong side. "The second team will no longer face the venom woman again." He said and tension-filled the whole place. 
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Emotion is downfall