You had made it to the finals! And you were ecstatic!

(Y/N): Here we go! Time to take on the last guy!

And it was-

???: So; you made it this far?! OKAY!! NOW YOU FACE THE CHAMP!!!

(Y/N): This guy is the champ? He looks pathetic.

???: PREPARE TO FACE THE WRATH OF MY MEGATON PUNCH!!

He punched you, and you faked being injured!

(Y/N): He got ... me. Wow; that really hurt.

Crowd: YEAH! GO MR. SATAN!!!

Hercule: HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA! See? This guy is nothing to my might! Now get ready for my finish!!

But you dodged, and he slipped and hit his head on the ground.

Announcer: It seems that Mr. Satan is down!

(Y/N): You okay?

Hercule: Uh ... yeah! Of course I am! I- Crap! Is this guy really powerful?! WHAT DO I DO?! WHAT DO I DO?!

(Y/N): Come at me!

Hercule: HERE I COME THEN!! GET READY!!

He charged, and you sighed, and slapped him out of the ring!

Everyone was shocked.

(Y/N): Well?

Announcer: Mr. Satan is out! (Y/N) wins the World Martial Arts Tournament!

(Y/N): HELL YEAH!!

Vados: You did well, (Y/N).