[center] [img][/img] [url=https://imgchest.com/p/na7ka9d8k48][img]https://cdn.imgchest.com/files/fb05b0259f1b.png[/img][/url] [h3][color=1E90FF][u][b]Level 10 Terry Bogard[/b][/u][/color][/h3] [sub][color=1E90FF][b]EXP :[/b][/color] 34/100 (+4 pts.) [color=1E90FF][b]Location :[/b][/color] The Pools, Esaka [color=1E90FF][b]Word Count :[/b][/color] 3,731[/sub] [/center] After finishing his lunch and paying his debt to the prior Quick Rise waitress, Terry decided to take an elevator to the Pools alongside his team before they were late for their second match. If the billboard that Terry found nearby Pao Pao Café was to go by, the subsequent bout was scheduled to take place at K-32. Fortunately, upon arriving and following the direction provided to them by the nearby map, it didn’t take a while until the Seekers located the exact stage they were looking for. [img][/img] [center] [url=https://imgchest.com/p/pg73dmblzyr][img]https://cdn.imgchest.com/files/69ae21c08f29.gif[/img][/url] [/center] As it turned out, K-32 was a spacious traditional sailing ship guarded by two unnamed villagers donning paddy hats. Given its weather-beaten state and fractured railings, he could only guess that whoever owned the ship most likely hadn’t maintained it for so long. However, considering its impressively sturdy frame, he had hopes that the ship would’ve still been able to load and withstand both his team and their opponents throughout the bout. [color=1E90FF][i]Alright, here goes…[/i][/color] Leaping onto the ship and steadied himself, the brawny blonde was immediately greeted by one of the guarding villagers handing him and his partners a tablet to allow them to “select your order.” Across from them were the Breakers who’d already arrived at the stage for roughly half an hour in advance, approached and instructed to do the same by the other villager. After both teams had determined their numbers, the villagers retreated back to the corners of the ship to give the competing fighters some space, loudly announcing who was fighting who. As expected, Terry was pitted against the leader of Team Breakers himself, [url=https://fightersgeneration.com/nz7/char/breakers/sho-kamui-breakers-revenge-art3.png]Sho Kamui[/url]. From the first glance, the FIST champion looked a hell lot like a fusion between Ryo and Kyo, which gave Terry a silly idea to tease Sho as they approached each other. [color=1E90FF]“Hey, I think I know you,”[/color] Terry claimed jokingly. [color=1E90FF]“Aren’t you supposed to be Kyo? Oh, wait, Kyo doesn’t wear orange gi. Then, you gotta be the second Mr. [i]Katera[/i] himself, huh?”[/color] Sho huffed, frowned, then placed both of his gloved hands over his hips. He looked more irritated than he was amused. “The name is Sho. Sho Kamui. And it’s ‘karate,’ not ‘katera,’” he elaborated, his voice flat and factual. Little did the Breaker know, Terry was only goofing around, pretending to mistake him for somebody else. [color=1E90FF]“Oh, silly me! Of course, you’re that Sho Kamui guy from the Pocket Bravery Dojo! How can I forget that?”[/color] Terry quipped, feigning realization as he smacked his forehead. Around the same time, the monkey on his shoulder jabbed his cheek in amusement, eliciting a flinch and an [color=1E90FF]“ouch!”[/color] from his best friend. Sho, meanwhile, was even more unimpressed by Terry’s exaggerated attempt to make himself look goofy. Glaring glass-eyed at the erstwhile King of Fighters, he began to muse. [i]Is this really my next opponent? The same man who won the King of Fighters tournament thrice??[/i] Then, a louder smack to the forehead by the Breaker, followed by a weak headshake and a sigh. “You’re not taking this so seriously, are you?” he asked, crossed his arms, then gestured at Terry with his hand. “How did you even win the tournament with this mentality? No wonder nobody is taking Team Fatal Fury seriously anymore.” At Sho’s blunt criticism, Terry gasped and placed a hand over his parting lips, feigning offense. Hilariously, Ukee did the exact same gesture, his face mirroring his best friend’s. [color=1E90FF]“Ouch! Really? So, me and the boys are jobbers now, huh? Just ’cause we’re silly goobers?”[/color] he asked dramatically, snorted, then waved a dismissive hand. [color=1E90FF]“Nah, kid, I think you’re taking this way too seriously. It’s just a harmless joke. Gotta lighten the mood every now and then, don’t you think? Especially knowin’ that one of us is gonna have to give the other a can of ass-whoopin’.”[/color] Sho grunted and gnashed his teeth, even more irritated by Terry’s goofy wide smile. Thankfully, as were most Shotos, he was trained to keep himself level-headed at all times, not quite minding the silly, little quips. “You’re so unbelievable,” the stoic Breaker remarked with a shaking head. “You can’t be helped, can you? I hope you’re ready because I’ve been training for this moment.” He took a deep, controlled breath, then formed an X-sign over his front with his arms, slamming them against the air vigorously. [color=1E90FF]“Okay! It’s [i]Sho-time[/i]!”[/color] Terry exclaimed happily, then dropped the duffle bag on his shoulder, prompting Ukee to hop out of his shoulder and join one of the guarding villagers by the sidelines. He whistled aloud, readjusted his gaudy red hat, then motioned at Sho with a beckoning gesture as he shouted: [color=1E90FF][b]“Hey, c’mon, c’mon!”[/b][/color] [b][i]DING![/i][/b] [b][i]DING![/i][/b] Spectators began to fill the makeshift stage, as the metaphysical bell rang. Terry could already hear cheers coming from both sides of the ship, especially from children and women. Also among them were the obvious jeers coming from a bunch of heckling fighters, already spouting [i]“Sloppy Bogard!”[/i] and [i]“Terry sucks!”[/i] aloud before the bout even started. While KOF had the least spectators, surprisingly, they were loud enough that they could occupy the nearest vicinity with their noises. Then, from the barest hints of gaps on the wooden deck, a golden light surfaced, swirling out of its cage. Lines were drawn, and the ship was divided into three sections, separating a pair of competing fighters from another. A fraction of light then regrouped to form letters of gold between Terry and Sho, displaying the following announcement: [hr] [center][color=FFD700][b][h3][sub][u]TERRY BOGARD VS. SHO KAMUI[/u] READY… GO![/sub][/h3][/b][/color][/center] [hr] [url=https://youtu.be/LlXeXjyKNYU?si=8kr9NbqiOdQ_Xphp]And so, the fight began![/url] The letters of gold soon dispersed and transformed into a timer, a pair of overlooking health bars, and a pair of empty power gauges floating close to each fighter’s feet. Once the cue was given, Terry and Sho began circling each other, guards high and ready stances assumed. While they seemed to be trying to get into each other’s head, it was clear that both the King of Fighters and the Breaker knew exactly why they picked the same order: they shared similar [i]tools[/i], although with different approaches. While Sho was more of a boxer-puncher, Terry was a unique blend between swarmer and slugger, constantly pressuring his opponents with hard-hitting flails while putting less emphasis on defense. And it showed. Before Sho could do a thing, Terry had already closed the distance with [url=https://www.fightersgeneration.com/characters4/terry-ff3-combo2.gif]a series of physical strikes[/url], throwing alternating jabs and a crouching kick. Sho—having a better defensive approach—automatically drew himself back and blocked every jab hurled in his direction, only succumbing to the crouching kick when he failed to block in time. Thankfully, before the three-time KOF champion could punish him, Sho had already managed to steady himself, swarming Terry with [url=https://fightersgeneration.com/nz7/char/breakers/sho-kamui-standing-attacks.gif]an even crazier combo[/url] comprising a left hand, an axe kick, a right hand, and eventually, a high-angled roundhouse kick. Thanks to his incredible reflexes, though, Terry managed to duck and slip out of harm’s way from left to right, letting the flails and the axe kick lunge past his head. When the roundhouse kick was delivered, he quickly caught Sho’s flinging leg with both hands, his bare heel close to his face. The wise-cracking King of Fighters waved his finger ‘no’ and smirked. [color=1E90FF]“Nuh–uh… Dunno there’s more than one line ’round here, do you?”[/color] At the quip, the Breaker gave his more seasoned opponent a quizzical look, his eyebrow arching. The next thing he knew, the three-time KOF champion had already bashed his scarred face with a jab, releasing his grip on the Breaker’s raised leg. Sho was instantly jolted back, his strides wobbling as he covered his nose. He could’ve sworn that small drops of red were close to leaving his nostrils, though the jabbing knuckles weren’t strong enough to restructure his nose. “Ungh–!!” [color=1E90FF]“Bingo!”[/color] Not wasting any chance, Terry connected his prior attack with an alternating jab, working on Sho’s midriff with a harsh [b][i]pow![/i][/b] Once successful, the King of Fighters lifted and ran his knee across his opponent’s torso, propelling both of them out of the deck. As a follow-up, he swiftly tilted his cap back, then smacked the Breaker’s ribs with a fiery, downward fist, dunking the latter back across the deck upon impact. [b][i]KA–POW![/i][/b] [color=1E90FF][b]“POWER… DUNK!!”[/b][/color] The tactic worked then, and it worked now. It’d been a hot minute since he used the exact ‘two jabs and a [url=https://cdn.imgchest.com/files/7b3c7d633a12.gif]Power Dunk[/url]’ combo against his opponents. Right after Sho’s back kissed the deck, Terry landed on both of his feet, immediately maintaining an upright posture. He tightened and playfully toyed with each of his biker gloves, glancing up to find that the combo had depleted a quarter of his opponent’s health bar. Meanwhile, his own health bar remained intact. [color=1E90FF]“Hah! How about that? Still unserious?”[/color] Terry quipped, then whistled and tilted his cap back to the front, taunting at the reclining Sho with a waving, beckoning hand. [color=1E90FF]“Hey, c’mon, c’mon!”[/color] It was a deliberate move since the taunt could help the King of Fighters build his own power gauge. Refusing to be punished again, Sho instantly reeled back, then stood out of his prior position, distancing himself from the more seasoned competitor. It was a deliberate move from the Breaker, as well. Once a gap was maintained, he drew and propelled his fiery hand forth, casting [url=https://fightersgeneration.com/nz7/char/breakers/sho-kamui-projectile.gif]a blue fireball[/url] onto his opponent. [b][i]FWOOSH![/i][/b] [b]“REKKOU HA!!”[/b] As the fireball travelled closely in the sky, Terry instinctively ducked and flailed the deck, creating [url=https://cdn.imgchest.com/files/524f9356efd6.gif]an energy shockwave[/url] that travelled the ground, instead. The auric shockwave crawled just as fast as the blue fireball flew. [b][i]WHAM![/i][/b] [color=1E90FF][b]“POWER WAVE!!”[/b][/color] Both projectiles drew closely to each other as if there was an invisible magnet gluing them together. Before they even collided, both Terry and Sho had already left the deck, leaping towards each other past the clashing projectiles to deliver their respective diving kicks. Not only did they share similar [i]tools[/i], it appeared that they shared a brain cell, too. Boot meeting padded foot, none of the kicks seemed to be overcoming one another, as they jolted both competitors back with a light hitspark. Both the King of Fighters and the Breaker curled their toned frames and reeled down, safely and simultaneously descending atop the deck on both feet. They steadied themselves, then took their stances, eyes locking and fists over temples. [color=1E90FF]“Well, well… Look who’s beaten my mighty kick and despair! I was only warmin’ up, y’see.”[/color] “Can you just stop talking?” Exasperated, the ever-concentrating Breaker ran forth, then ambushed the wise-cracking King of Fighters with [url=https://fightersgeneration.com/nz7/char/breakers/sho-kamui-aof-punches.gif]a series of bombarding flails[/url], intending to work on all parts of the latter’s toned frame. His battle cry was spewed, loud and furious. [b]“SHIPPU SEIKEN TSUKI!!”[/b] In anticipation, Terry placed both of his forearms over his front, letting the bombarding flails work on his forearms and forearms only. Oftentimes, he moved them alternately alongside the motion of the hammering fist, catching each and every flail thrown in his direction. [color=1E90FF]“Well, that’s a cute special move!”[/color] Terry commended with a stifled yet sarcastic grin. [color=1E90FF]“Jeez, I wonder who you got that from. Borrowed it from a certain Kyokugen guy?”[/color] The blonde hotshot was so thrilled that he didn’t quite pay attention to his surroundings, only noticing by then that both the cheers and the jeers had only gotten louder and noisier by the second. Sadly, even though his hardcore fans had started to flock to the ship, their noises were still drowned by the louder bunch of grown men heckling at the erstwhile KOF champion with all kinds of insults, ranging from the mild [i]“boooring!”[/i] to the crude [i]“screw you, Terry!”[/i] Even random names such as ‘Kyo,’ ‘Iori,’ and even ‘Geese’ were chanted every now and then, despite their absences on the stage. As it was the prior bout, some admirers and hecklers were more thoughtful and pronounced than the rest. “Let’s go, Terry!” shouted [url=https://www.fightersgeneration.com/nf7/char/candy-honey-fightingvipers-unknown-fan-artwork.jpg]a winged girl[/url] clad in rubber armor and broad red skirt. “Terry sucks!” mocked [url=https://cdn.imgchest.com/files/6260a1b7914c.webp]a mohawked man[/url] in a peculiar tattered shirt, his squealing voice overcoming Honey’s gentler one. “Hey, you take that back!” [url=https://www.fightersgeneration.com/news2023/game/waku/char/rai-wakuwaku7-art.jpg]a goggle-wearing delinquent[/url] retorted, nudging Schot’s shoulder with a gloved fist. “Terry doesn’t suck! He’s [b]the[/b] champ!” “Meh… Who cares, lil’ bro? None of that means a damn thing when you’re just another Ken wannabe,” [url=https://cdn.imgchest.com/files/3feaa1930bcf.webp]a bandana-wearing blonde man[/url] remarked, then rolled his eyes, letting out an unimpressed yawn. “Oh, great, what’s this? Another not-Ryu versus not-Ken snoozefest? Suuure…!! I bet somebody or anybody would watch KOF for this, yeah…” “Yeah, right, who shoots fireballs like that, anyway? You blast ’em outta your hands, not by punchin’ the ground. It’s so impractical!” [url=https://cdn.imgchest.com/files/b43ee994b1ff.webp]a rather fashionable blonde man[/url] with a backward cap and sunglasses assessed before informing: “Besides, I heard Ryu’s fightin’ some Ken wannabe back at C-134, and guess what? He bet the livin’ snot outta that chump for good! Really, we don’t need another punk goin’ around and pretendin’ like he’s our boy Ken. That’s just shamelessly disgusting!” [color=1E90FF][i]Oh, really? ‘Shameless,’ huh?[/i][/color] Terry could only muse inwardly, as the hecklers went on to list the many reasons to dislike him as if they were writing essays. To think that his similarities with Ken were one of the most prevalent reasons was a little shallow to say the least. He just looked like the Street Fighter Dojo’s resident blonde, not that he fought like him, either. And sure enough, his racing thoughts got the best of him, as his guard began to falter, allowing Sho’s final two consecutive flails to breach through his defense. In an instant, the brunette karateka cancelled the last of the Shippu Seiken Tsuki into [url=https://fightersgeneration.com/nz7/char/breakers/sho-kamui-standing-attacks2.gif]Hiji 3 Dan Kougeki[/url], pummeling the King of Fighters with alternating elbows and a rising uppercut. [b][i]WHAM![/i][/b] [color=1E90FF]“Gwahh–!!”[/color] And the Shoryuken-like flail sent the blonde flying to the back, his star-decked back kissing the brim of the higher rear deck. For a moment, Terry sat still, attempting to stand out of his vulnerable position. Thankfully, though, his little guard gauge hadn’t been drained just yet, so he was yet to be stunned. As he held onto to the upper deck’s precipice to prop himself up, Terry could hear the crowd urging him to stand up and fight back—some saying things as encouraging as [i]“fight, Terry, fight!”[/i] while others went as far as saying [i]“whiff him up, baka!”[/i] Whether encouraging or discouraging, the crowd’s resounding noises did help the King of Fighters put himself on high alert when the Breaker closed the gap that he’d formerly created with a… [b]“KURENAI SANDAN GERI!!”[/b] He could already feel the heat of his opponent’s [url=https://fightersgeneration.com/nz7/char/breakers/sho-kamui-special-kicks.gif]fiery rising kicks[/url] even from afar, his widening blue eyes glimmering at the scorching sight. In a blink of an eye, Terry lowered and curled himself, reeling forth to let the series of kicks collide with the whiffling wind. He thought Sho would’ve recovered long enough from that move, considering just how high he leaped past his opponent’s reeling form. [color=1E90FF]“Whiffed!”[/color] Terry playfully shouted, as if informing some rude spectators that he’d heard their suggestions loud and clear. It took Sho a while to descend even after his kicks hit nothing but air, only moments after Terry had stood just behind him. The wise-cracking King of Fighters poked his shoulder with a finger, stifling a giggle. [color=1E90FF]“Look here~”[/color] And Sho did just as Terry expected. Alerted, he shifted around with a hop, only to find his opponent waving a [url=https://media1.tenor.com/m/YvwPg1qZnrwAAAAC/john-cena-wwe.gif]‘you can’t see me’[/url] gesture over his face. The theatrical King of Fighters then kneed the oh-so-serious Breaker on the guts, leaving the latter wide-eyed and gasping. While Sho still hunched his shoulders and covered his midriff, Terry grasped him by the collar of his gi, shifted the opposite direction, then brought his entire weight over his shoulder, executing a [url=https://cdn.imgchest.com/files/5caddecf8ac9.gif]Buster Throw[/url]. The back throw immediately sent the Breaker tumbling across the deck, causing the ship to rock momentarily. Thankfully, it didn’t take long until he sprung out of his laying position, but considering how much of his health bar had been depleted from his opponent’s collective attacks, he started to hesitate if he was going to last that long in the battle. Knee on the deck, Sho tried to steady himself, tensing and panting. Meanwhile, Terry had just taunted him again with the same old [color=1E90FF]“hey, c’mon, c’mon!”[/color] gesture, maintaining a bright exterior amidst the spiteful crowd. That smile, that corny one-liner, they started to look more intimidating now than they were exasperating. [i]I can’t believe it… This guy has been talking and joking a lot throughout the match. How come his energy is mostly intact, while mine is running out?[/i] But perhaps, he now knew why Terry was dubbed ‘The Legendary Wolf’ by his peers—whether his fellow Esakans liked him or not. Sho soon broke out of his reverie when his more seasoned opponent closed in with a [b][color=1E90FF]“CRACK SHOOT,”[/color][/b] performing [url=https://cdn.imgchest.com/files/83de0fcef2c9.gif]a leaping, acrobatic axe kick[/url] onto the Breaker. Applying the same tactic that his opponent formerly used, the Breaker quickly reeled forth beneath the King of Fighters’ leaping form, evading the slamming calf entirely. Upon standing up, he noticed that he’d obtained [color=lightgreen][b]a gauge stock[/b][/color] when he glanced down (which was earned through taking hits and building power gauge). Without further ado, he activated the gauge stock, engulfing himself in a flickering flare of pinkish energy. Like a meteor rain, he leaped, then launched himself in Terry’s direction with [url=https://fightersgeneration.com/nz7/char/breakers/sho-kamui-super2.gif]a downward diving kick[/url], a great fire coating his padded foot. [b]“KURENAI GANSAI SHUU!!!”[/b] Fortunately for Terry, he had also been equipped with the same amount of [color=lightgreen][b]gauge stock[/b][/color] that Sho activated to execute his ultimate technique. Instantly shifting to face the besieging Breaker, the King of Fighters activated his own stock, his flaring, leading fist raised over his head. He flailed the ground to create a quake that—while not so enormous in size—was capable of rocking the ship uncontrollably, leading some of the jeering spectators to topple out of the makeshift stage. This soon led to the eruption of [url=https://cdn.imgchest.com/files/af818a9af070.gif]a fiery torrent[/url] tall enough to reach and trap his opponent in mid-air. [b][i]KRA–KOOM![/i][/b] [color=1E90FF][b]“POWER… GEYSER!!!”[/b][/color] [b]“GWAAHHH–!!”[/b] Thanks to the perfect timing, the Power Geyser immediately connected with the Breaker, the fire around his kicking foot vanishing. The geyser’s mouth flailed his opponent by the torso, forcing massive drops of red to escape his mouth. At the exact same time, their nearest vicinity began to flash red and white, obscuring everything in their paths momentarily. Sho quickly dropped on the deck, his orange back kissing its brownish surface with a harsh [b][i]thud![/i][/b] Panting, Terry drew a deep, deep breath before pulling his smoke-covered fist out of the deck, glancing up to find that his opponent’s health bar had been drained completely. As per tradition, the metaphysical bell was rung. [b][i]DING![/i][/b] [b][i]DING![/i][/b] Then, the bars and the timer dispersed and merged themselves in the form of floating golden letters that read: [hr] [center][color=FFD700][b][h3][sub][u]K.O.[/u] WINNER IS TERRY![/sub][/h3][/b][/color][/center] [hr] [url=https://youtu.be/_VCBgIrvVf8?si=HITKw2zcICBtV34t]Upon reading the announcement[/url], Terry excitedly tossed the gaudy red cap worn over his golden head, letting it land near Sho’s reclining form. He shouted victoriously. [color=1E90FF][b]“Okay–!!”[/b][/color] Cheers and jeers soon exploded, louder than ever before. Some were happy that Terry had triumphed, while others expressed their discontent with the outcome. Not quite minding all the deafening hecklings obviously directed to him, the three-time KOF champion reached out to the FIST champion, finding that he’d already lifted himself up on one knee. Sho was a little wry, Terry could tell, as much as he tried to maintain a nonchalant look. [color=1E90FF]“Hey, man, you okay?”[/color] he asked his defeated opponent, holding out a helping hand. [color=1E90FF]“Sorry about roughin’ you up. I didn’t mean to break you like that.”[/color] Although hesitating at first, Sho accepted the helping hand, allowing Terry to lift him to his feet. “No, it’s fine. I just…” He stifled his mouth, huffing and dropping his face. “This is it, huh? I guess now I know, no matter how hard I tried to bring the Breakers Dojo to its former glory, nothing will ever bring us back to the middle tier.” [color=1E90FF]“Aww, c’mon, now! Take that back!”[/color] Terry encouraged with a wide grin, nudging Sho’s shoulder with his knuckles. [color=1E90FF]“That was a sick ass fight, alright. You should feel proud. Now, repeat after me. I am legendary. L-E-G-E-N-D-A-R-Y. Legendary!”[/color] “I am legendary,” Sho repeated with a dry voice, then snorted wryly, feeling a little silly after doing what Terry told him. [color=1E90FF]“Okay! Now, keep that in mind, and I bet you’ll do awesome in your next match,”[/color] Terry added, giving Sho a friendly shoulder pat. [color=1E90FF]“And besides, who knows? Maybe one day, you’ll be the greatest fighter of all time. I mean, I can already see it. You sound like you can be the next Ryo, the way you fight. You just gotta learn to time your moves right and put all those [i]tools[/i] to good use. Being a Shoto is already a great start, though. That makes you the jack-of-all-trades. You have just about everything you need to tackle your opponents.”[/color] Sho grinned, flattered. “You’re only exaggerating this, aren’t you?” he asked. “But thank you, Terry. I’ll keep that in mind. So, all I need to do is just time my moves better and use my—what do you say?—‘tools’ properly, right?” [color=1E90FF]“Exactly!”[/color] Terry confirmed with a nod. [color=1E90FF]“And… sorry if I’ve been jokin’ a hell lot, though. I didn’t mean to make fun of you. Just wanted to melt the tension a bit, is all.”[/color] Then, a shrug and a pair of lifted open hands. “It’s fine. I understand,” Sho reassured, then bowed in front of Terry respectfully. “No hard feelings. You’ve told me everything I needed to hear for my next battles. I guess I start to see why some people are drawn to you, Terry. You really are a legendary kind.” His eyes then glanced sidelong over the children and women celebrating Terry’s victory by the sidelines, as if gesturing to them. [color=1E90FF]“Likewise,”[/color] Terry said, while bumping his knuckles and palm together, bowing in reciprocation. [color=1E90FF]“And remember, say your prayers, eat your veggies, and never [b]ever[/b] give up! Your journey’s just getting started, kid, and you better get stronger the next time we meet.”[/color] Sho smiled. “I can promise you that.” The King of Fighters could feel the heckling spectators beginning to throw all sorts of rubbish in his direction, including toilet papers and a bunch of rotten [url=https://models.spriters-resource.com/media/preview_icons/287/290542.png?updated=1755497951]Wumpa fruits[/url]. It couldn’t help when his side of the stage was next to one of the sidelines. Thankfully, both of his partners were likely close to concluding their respective bouts simultaneously, so he didn’t have to endure the deafening [i]“this is ass!”[/i] and [i]“same old trash!”[/i] much longer. For now on, he could only look around and sigh, smiling wryly at the hecklers. [color=1E90FF][i]God, I love my life…[/i][/color] [b]FIN.[/b]