Arthur laid on the ground fatigued. Barely able to breathe, his vision blurs as he closes his eyes. But a sharp feeling hits his spine. Arthur looks up and sees death looming over him. I stared down at the prophet with anger. "Get the fuck up and die with your people." Arthur stands up and smiles "All love, peasant." Arthur stares me in the eyes and I smile back "This final goal decides the ruler of paradise." Arthur looks at me with a tired expression and grabs his hand. "This field isn't paradise but an opportunity to protect those I care about." "Wow, such an honorable way to think about it. If you're not gonna fight me for yourself, get the hell out of my face." I sarcastically said
Arthur's crown of thorns burnt onto his head through the form of fire. He stares with anticipation and says "Truly, truly, I say to you, I am." We walk away and prepare for kick off. Michael passes to me but instead of passing to Jaylon I immediately charge at Arthur and Jaylon starts running forward immediately. Arthur stares at the ball with a deep level of focus. As they got into a one on one situation I tried my best to get past him. Arthur kicks the ball to the side and me and him run for it.
A kid Arthur and I run in a garden of flowers as we chase after a butterfly. As I ram into Arthur I put my arm in front of him to stop Arthur from getting in front of me. Then I jump up to grab the butterfly and Arthur stares in admiration. Now in the present I grab the ball and flick it backwards as I spin around and immediately kick the ball to pass but Arthur who hasn't even fully turned around yet blocks it with the back of his foot. Arthur yells "FOLLOW YOUR INSTINCTS REAPER! GO ON A DANCE WITH ME IN THE GARDEN." I smiled and Arthur reached for me but I smacked his hand away immediately.
As everything goes silent except for Arthur and my steps. In the garden we dance around and fight each other with a smile on our faces. I do a rainbow flick and Arthur immediately follows me. With a smile I say "You know what my instincts are saying right?" Arthur finally smiles as he plays for fun for the first time in his life. "Of course we're one of the same after all." My eyes burn with passion as I say "Then you know I can't lose." I kick the ball to the side lines. Michael somehow gets to the ball before it gets out of bounds and kicks the ball toward Jaylon.
Jaylon feints a kick to get past a defender and passes to Yoichi. Yoichi hesitates and passes back to Jaylon. Chris steals the ball as he dribbles forward and gets ready for a counter attack. Arthur sees this and begins to run towards our goal but I run steadily behind him. Arthur looks at Chris and raises his hand. But in an instant Jaylon rams into him. Jaylon smiles as he says "He can't shoot so the only person we need to focus on is you, Executioner?"
Chris passes the ball to Arthur and Arthur reaches his foot out to shoot. And I jump up to barely block the pass with a header. The ball glides through the air. As a snake slither through the garden he doesn't bare his fangs in order to threaten predators but to kill his prey. Skill, Talent, Luck! Those are all the elements to perform well in soccer. That's what the critics say but only a few know this. The best players… Loki runs up in order to bare his fangs. And he appears as a reminder. That the best players…are the ones who are willing to risk it all, for one thing…Greatness.