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Sweatr usually wasn’t the type of person to go after someone for revenge or spite—usually. Joly did though. Joly was a violent person, by nature—though there was a much more violent person, Jay.
“I’ve got the eliminator sword…You don’t wanna die, do you? I suggest handing over that crown you have on your head.” Joly threatened. Jay snickered and looked up at Joly. “And who do you think you are? I don’t care if I die!” Jay said, chuckling.
“Hand it over.”
”No.”
Joly looked up at the sky and then sighed, looking back down. It was about to rain. “Sweatr, say something.” Joly said.
“Um, what do you want me to say, exactly?” Sweatr asked, raising an eyebrow.
“Just say something to get them to give up the crown.”
“Uhh…Hey, british dude. Give me your crown, it’s definitely not like we’ll kill you either way!..” Sweatr said flatly. Joly sighed, Jay smiled a little. “Ha ha, very funny. The thing is, I’m not giving you the crown.” Jay spoke.
Joly drew his sword quickly.
“I’m not giving any of you anything. I’d rather die…” Jay said. “But you have to.” Joly replied, getting ready to strike Jay with his sword.
“If I die…I don’t want to die by you. I want Sweatr to kill me—if anybody. I don’t care when, I don’t care how. I really don’t care if he kills me right now.”
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Sweatr furrowed his eyebrows, looking at Jay.
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”Come on, kill me.”
Joly handed the sword to Sweatr. “So…Your just sacrificing yourself now?…” Sweatr said.
”I’m not sacrificing myself if i was gonna get killed anyway. Just come on. Kill me.”
“Jay- isn’t this a little too much?…”
”I don’t think so.”
”Well, I just didn’t expect you to give up so easily.”
“Yeah?”
Sweatr sighed and raised his sword slowly.
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Then the sword came down, slicing Jay.
“Goodbye, Cj….” Sweatr said.