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- Tokita Shiryu sighed, shaking his head as he knew that his grandfather was probably looking down at him in dissapointment from the heavens right now. His family heirloom, the fighting style that was passed down from generation to generation was being made to seem like nothing.
- Wasn't it supposed to be capable of defeating the strongest of opponents? A martial art capable of toppling even the gods? He told him that if he worked hard and kept practicing he'd be unbeatable but clearly that couldn't be any farther from the truth.
- What more did he need? What could possibly breach the gap between a mere human and warriors with strength comparable to that of olympians.
- Accepting the hand, he'd bring himself to his feet and dust himself off.
- "Yeah. Thanks for the match, it was eye-opening."
- What he needed more than anything, was to break past his human limitations and maybe he could one day keep up with the likes of the gifted.*
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