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Brent was fine with losing. It was pretty shitty, of course, and pretty dislikable, but losing was just a part of winning, and thus, no matter how many times he was defeated, the Arbiter had no trouble with bouncing back.

But there was one exception.

Brent refused to lose to himself. Even if he had to tear his body and mind apart, there was no way that the Brent of the present would allow himself to be weaker than the Brent of the past. No matter what, he would, at the very least, match himself in any task he performed. He would not surrender, not settle for anything less than his very best.

And yet, and YET!

THIS TAIL OF HIS.

[i][b]HE COULD NOT FUCKING CATCH IT.[/b][/i]