Beatle is beaten down to the ground by Mars, who takes out a vambrace and prepares to stab him.

  Beatle stands right back up. “I am Beatle Saint King…” he coughed.

  Mars just hammers his foot into Beatle’s face, knocking him down.

  Beatle rolls on the ground, shakin. “I am Beatle Saint King…”

  Mars sighs, saddened by the fact that he must kill him.

  “I am Beatle Saint King,” said Beatle, tears flowing down his face.

  “Get up…“ said Billy, seeing her father in the pouring rain as she shot another Berserker. “Get up!”

  “I… am BEATLE SAINT KING!!!” Beatle stood up and gave a heavy uppercut to Mars, knocking him back.

  Diana’s eyes widen as she tries to stab Beatle but is shot away, skipping like a stone in the pouring rain and disappearing into the fog.

  Beatle spits out a sputter of blood.

  Mars angrily beats Beatle to the ground, but Beatle just exchanges strikes with the speedy foe.

  Beatle is then knocked in the leg before getting strangled by Mars’ arm. Beatle kicks him away and hammers his fist down into the back of his head.

  Beatle limps forward, but Berserkers shot at him as Beatle swayed his finger creating a massive tornado that kills the Berserkers, shredding them into the blade-like winds.

  Beatle is then beaten, each punch feeling like a massive bomb exploding with shockwaves, leaving from every impact.

  Beatle falls to his knees, bleeding as Mars drags him away up the summit of Session Road, zooming to the Sunrise Terraces once more, knocking him to the ground.

  Beatle shivers on the ground, shaking. “Alright… Mars… Listen…”

  Mars stabs him in the jugular vein as Beatle screams a blood-curdling shriek.

  Beatle whistles, trying to soften the pain ,but Mars twists the vein as he screams in pain.

  Beatle prays after Mars pulls it out, healing the vein, but yet afgain,Mars pulls him by the hair and hammers his fist into his face.

  Mars drops his head. “Is my daughter okay?” asked Mars to the soldiers, as the soldiers affirmed silently with one beep in his ears. Mars sighs in relief.

  Beatle’s eyes widen. “You have a daughter, too?”

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  “Shut up. Don’t speak with me,” said Mars, red lightning leaving from every trail he walked.

  “I have a daughter…” Beatle gasped. “Maybe I can talk about-...”

  Mars grabs his head and electrocutes his jaw with the lightning of time itself. “I SAID DON’T SPEAK WITH ME!!!”

  Beatle screams in horrific anguish before his head is dropped to the ground.

  Beatle whispers a song. “Ba… hay… Kubo… Kahit… Munti… Ang hala… man… doon… ay sari… sari…” he whispered under his breath.

  Mars joins in the singing. “Singkamas at talong… Sigarilyas at mani… Sitaw.. Bataw… patani…”

  They sang together. “Kundol patola. UTOT kalabasa,” they both chuckled, saying “utot”. “At saka mayroon pa, labanos mustasa. Sibuyas, kamatis, bawang, at luya. Sa ligid ligid, maraming linga…”

  Mars turns to Beatle. “Tita Mommyta and Mom used to sing that song to us as children.“

  Beatle chuckles. “My friend… They sang songs every day… They had the voices of angels…”

  Mars turns his head slowly to the stars. “We used to look at the stars… We both did… Parallel to each other, but I could feel that we had almost the same experience… We are Beatle Saint King… I’m a version of you who chose differently…”

  “Yet that kindness remained… Right?” sighed Beatle. Beatle sighs, wearily. “The older fish asked the younger fish how the water was… The younger fish looked at each other and asked him ‘What is water…?’” he whispered to himself. “And then there was the movie Soul. Subverts the idea that passion isn’t a singular passion. It’s the love… for life itself. We, my friend, both forgot to value our very selves…”

  “We’re fish that drowned…” Mars sighed,

  “My friend. Fish don’t drown. And you always cared.”

  “In a way, yes…” said Mars.

  Beatle began to power up. “Really?”

  “Yes. I did care… I always did…”

  “Great!” Beatle stood up, regenerated completely. “Ready for round two?”

  Mars turns to him and smirks, charging and punching him over and over, but Beatle masterfully blocks all of his strikes and knocks him in his teeth.

  He flies up and headbutts Mars, knocking him off the building before catching him and punching him, knocking him out.

  Beatle turns to his team and sees that they are all getting injured individually. Sabbath has a hole in her wing and screams in pain. Billy is injured with Cheapshot’s needles. Inchworm is half-frozen from the ice. Only Tophbee and Death Leopard remained.

  Beatle teleports before them.

  The Berserkers charge toward him. “KILL HIM!!!”

  Beatle smirks. “Bet.”

  Beatle charges and spins, blasting heat vision at all of them, causing them to explode into blue blood like confetti blowing up in the wind. Beatle smiles, dancing in the air and killing all of them, before landing back at the Crusaders.

  The Knight Corps appears as Mars grabs all of the lieutenants away and teleports them back to Manila by moving as quickly as the speed of light itself.

  Beatle smiles, putting his hands on his hips. “I am Beatle Saint King!”

  “This… is family. Welcome to the Third Temple. A land ruled by emotionally frustrated individuals who can’t seem to catch a break from a 9-to-5 work in Fate. Constantly, we fight the winters, drinking off cleansed and chlorinated muddy water from the Balili river and eating off the toughest meats such as wild boars, Dire Wolves, Dino Chickens, Dino Turkeys, and Ostriches all raised by the snowy winter that runs for 10 months in a year. The people here were corrupt, divided, and foolish, yet it was our return that proved the most significant thing in their lives, other than that blizzard that killed half the population last year before we arrived. This is our home… and we stand together as we shall protect it… My lieutenants stand strong, while weawait our army to contact us once more… We are waitng for their return. I am waiting for the next battle. I am Beatle Saint King, and I’m going on vacation again.”