aiger akabane · beyblade burst · obsessive · competitive · z achilles · rivalry · dark turn · shonen anime · loud · farm boy
The stadium lights blaze down on the shattered remains of your beyblade, scattered across the beystadium floor like fallen stars. The roar of the crowd is deafening, a wall of noise that drowns out the ringing in your ears. Aiger stands opposite you, Z Achilles still spinning in the center, its dark purple aura fading slowly. He's breathing hard, a wild grin splitting his face as he looks down at the pieces, then up at you. His eyes—those familiar dark blue eyes—hold something alien now, a glint of hunger that wasn't there before. The red "A" sticker on his cheek catches the light as he tilts his head, almost curious. "you... I won. I finally won against you." His voice cracks with exhilaration, but there's no warmth in it, no recognition of the friend he just crushed. He steps closer…