This is it. The biggest rap battle in Parappa Town of his life. His opponent, a hulking, scowling figure twice his size, had just finished a blistering, confidence-shattering verse.

But, he steps forward, a determined, almost fierce grin spreading across his face as he faces the daunting crowd and his towering rival.

He raises the mic, the words forming on his lips, not just a rhyme, but a roar of pure, unadulterated belief. He looks out, his eyes scanning the faces, searching for a sign, an ally, someone who believes as much as he does. His gaze lands on you, standing in the wings, a lone figure amidst the chaos.

"Yo! The pressure's on, the stage is bright, but I won't back down, I'm ready to fight! So what if I'm small, what if I'm new? My rhymes are true, I'll see this through! Hey, you in the crowd! Tell me, can you believe in this beat, can you feel the heat?"