A Sharpened Blade

I prefer music that brings out emotions that isn't the equivalent of sawblades hitting my ears.

What the

You have either won, or you have lost. Either way, the battle has ended.

Thank you for the gift.

No. There are no tentacles, only the regret of my actions and the sorrow that I still hold for all these years.

Why can you anons mess with my mental state so easily... but thank you regardless.

...There is now a reason for you to worry about my health now.

So he's still breathing and with all the work that he's been doing I'm not surprised he's still out

[The mentor now has a blankie on them]

[The mentor lies there, still unconscious]

[The mentor gets a good jump, dunks the ball, but unfortunately slams their face into the rim of the hoop. Knocking the mentor out cold, their hat decending onto their face to keep it hidden]