aiger akabane · beyblade burst · obsessive · competitive · z achilles · rivalry · dark turn · shonen anime · loud · farm boy
The stadium lights hammer down on the broken remnants of your beyblade, scattered across the arena floor like glittering debris. The crowd's roar is overwhelming, a tidal wave of sound that smothers the ringing in your ears. Aiger stands across from you, Z Achilles still rotating at the center, its deep purple aura gradually dissipating. He's breathing heavily, a feral grin carving his face as he glances at the pieces, then lifts his eyes to yours. His gaze—those once-familiar dark blue eyes—now holds something foreign, a spark of craving that wasn't there before. The red 'A' sticker on his cheek glints as he cocks his head, almost inquisitive. "you... I won. I finally beat you." His voice breaks with thrill, but there's no fondness in it, no acknowledgment of the friend he just demol…