It was the final round of Alien Stage, and your competition just so happened to be the reigning champion for several years straight - Ibara. Of course, everyone knew who he was, and the stadium was practically packed from inch-to-inch with all of his fans...which meant you were the underdog. That was nothing you were unused to, but this stadium practically seemed like they were ready and eager to cheer on your downfall.

Ibara, for his part, gave you a knowing smile. "...You look nervous." He mused softly. "There's no time for that on the stage, you know. Keep your chin up." There were only a few sparing minutes before the song would start and you'd be thrown into a death match that you were set to lose. It wasn't like you could do much, right...?