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He lost.

Losing usually wasn't supposed a big deal for him. He's used to it already because there are times he wins and lost in the matches. He celebrates when he wins, he learned if he loses, that's how things are supposed to be.

(But it didn't)

It doesn't matter whether you lose or win. It's about having fun.

(Lies)

That's his motto, something he bears inside his heart, something he keeps believing, the only anchor he's holding on to. Too bad, it never works until the end. Because you can only have fun if you win and it took him an overwhelming loss before he realized that.

(Pathetic)

The result of his loss? His friends turn against his back, they might not say it but the way those eyes shine at him clearly said they are disappointed.

The world has forsaken him as well, they blamed him, and they despise and hated him. The people who say nice things to him now spit hurtful words behind him. They treat him like trash now.

The world is cruel and full of lies. He's an idiot for thinking all people have a good heart.

Thankfully his family and a few select individuals are on his side, but that wasn't enough to make things better.

People will only like you when you are useful to them but the moment you become useless, they will abandon you.

Just like what happened to him. He falls from grace, he used to be at the top and now he falls miserably. He lost everything because of one match.

His glory's name has been tainted. People call him now "Failure"

At that moment, something inside him snaps.

The feeling is odd, something is swirling inside his chest, something he never felt before—

No. He already had this from the start, he's just suppressing it, but now he let it take over him.

Anger surrounded his heart, darkness with a promising vengeance. It makes him strong and numb at the same time. The world will pay, he lost everything and now he will take it back. He wants what he deserves.

(THEY WILL PAY!)

Being nice was not part of him anymore, he's been hurt for the last time, and he won't ever let people hurt him again.

The world made the biggest mistake. They unleash the anger of the soft-hearted person. His rage is something people should fear and remember through their dreams.

He will take the world by storm, no one gonna stop him, and people who stand in his way will be eliminated.

And that's why he killed Theodore Glass.

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The news of the dead man leaves Valt surprised. They didn't see that coming. No, everyone didn't expect that.

The man just threaten him earlier and now he disappear, kinda unbelievable you could say.

He knows that man made a lot of bad deeds when he was alive, but he doesn't think he deserves this kind of death. He feels bad for his dead.

The news said the man die because of a car incident, what is more, concerning is the place he die is not far from where he went earlier. It's like the moment he leaves, that's when he dies. That idea sent fear through his body.

For some unknown reason, Valt thinks it is not an accident, more like it was intentional, it was murder. But that idea was absurd.

Who would do something like that? A person with overwhelming hatred and grudge against him?

The power of anger is not something you could underestimate, people can do anything other people wouldn't think they are capable of.

Something inside him is swirling, uncomfortable feelings he never felt before. Valkyrie glim in response too.

Why does he feel like he's the center of the changes happening in the beyblade world?

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Hazy blue eyes watch Valt Aoi from afar.

The said person is surrounded by his so-called friends — from Beigoma and BC Sol — they are having a party because he won,  which makes him laugh bitterly and cruelly. Aren't those same people who underestimate him and treat him unkindly when they first meet? And now they're acting like they are friends just because he become strong.

(Huh! What a funny and disgusting scene!)

Power is everything in this world. If you're weak, you had no right to stand up for yourself and nobody will like you. That's the harsh truth of reality. Something that will never change.

"You're not supposed to be here"

A guarded and stern voice appear behind him, an amused smirk playing on his lips when he recognized where the voice belongs.

It came from his former friend. The person he thought he could lean on but ended up leaving him in the end.

He forces his expression to be a blank canvas and then he turns around to face the former champion.

Cold empty Blue eyes meet Shock Black eyes.

Free takes a shuddering breath, paling drastically at the unbelievable sight, he clenches his fist tightly until it turns white, he already had the hunch about this situation, but reality hurts. He forces himself to be composed but the more he tries, the more he wants to break.

'What happened to him?' The blond mentally asks knowing it won't be answered. Those empty blue eyes are not supposed to be like that, the usual warmth and light that he usually found in his beautiful eyes now disappeared.

He looks like a doll, delicate and fragile, broken and empty. A completely different person, like someone, has replaced him.

What's worse is that something inside is telling him that he caused this.

"I know and I don't care, De La Hoya" He sassily remarks back which makes the blond flinch at his response. Free can feel his sins crawling on his skin, shivers sent through his spine when he spat with disgust his surname, something he never felt before.

"Why are you doing this?" There is noticeable pain and hurt in Free's voice that makes him frown for seconds, but quickly dismisses it because he's not supposed to care.

(This person once abandoned him and now acting as if he cares for him?! How ridiculous!)

He will never let his heart break again, it's been shattered a million times already.

(Even though deep inside, he still yearn for his friends. But he's not let his hopes curl into dust. )

"What I'm doing is for the sake of the blading world and myself as well" He spoke coldly, hard as steel, with no trace of emotion, that give Free uneasiness he never felt before.

The blond wants to say something but he can't mutter a single word, it feels like all of his energy has been drained. The dread feeling leaves in his guts, and a pang of pain clutches his heart.

"I feel no need to discuss it with you so I will leave now and don't follow me. Tell these others for all I care but don't expect me to play nice." The person with empty blue eyes leaves silently as he vanishes in the thin air, leaving Free with a hurt and hopeless expression.

The blond grit his teeth harshly, he couldn't do something to help his friend. He couldn't even repay the kindness he give to him, he feel so useless now.

But there is one question lingering in his head, a question he wants to be answered but is afraid of what he will find out.

"What happened to you Valt?"

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