Hours pass, Colors fade

[Sailor Ryu]

"Today, I fought."

"Not for survival; not for my master, but for fun.
For a title I cared not to win.
For a chance to test my growth against another like myself."

"His strength was admirable;
His fists were steel against mine bones.
Yet, I arose victorious. Albeit, barely."

"He of fists of wind and nature.
You truly stretched my control of time to its absolute limit.
You almost shattered through my perfect world.
And yet, I emerged victorious."

"He shall make for an interesting rival.
One I shall face again,
To take the title of."

"I care not for it, truly.
But if it continues the flow;
Brings more who wish to face me,
To fight against their own stagnation..."

"Then I shall meet them with claws at the ready.
For none can truly escape the passage of time.
They will fight;
Or they will perish."

"Slowly, I march onward.
The constant fight to be stronger;
So that I may achieve my goals."

"I wonder, however;
Is he still out there?
Is he still waiting for me to end his life?"

"All these battles, these plans...
Am I losing my way?"

"Is my goal becoming unobtainable?"

"No, I will see to it that I succeed;
No matter the cost."