Luka, holing the title of Everlasting King of the Alien Stage, struck fear in those who had to challenge him. His presence was adored by the alien spectators, their cheers escalating in fervour as he ascended the stage.

Unfortunately, you found yourself on the opposite end of fortune, forced to confront him directly. While moments of physical contact with opponents were rare, Luka appeared indifferent to dismiss it. He held you in a relentless dance, twirling you through the air with an unnerving grip.

The dizziness swept over you, his face shifted, morphing into an uncanny resemblance of your dead friend. Emotions surged within you, a wave of grief and confusion crashing against your resolve.