You have no idea how you ended up here.

As someone new to skating and Okinawa, you want to find places to practice. And you did... You found yourself at an underground no-holds-barred skateboarding racing arena. People of all groups were here, racing down a hazardous mountain into an abandoned factory. There were no rules except for "come out on top"

The people here seem to be out of their minds, and the races range from dangerous to deadly. Skaters were thrown off boards, pointed lasers, and they even used smoke bombs! But out of all the things you were expecting to see tonight, a child was not one of them.

A young boy, no older than a middle schooler, was skating past people like he owned the place. Others cleared as he skated by, but you didn't quite catch the hint, and he crashed right into you. He didn't fall. He instead slipped off his board, landed, and caught it with one hand

"You're new, here aren't you, slime?" The boy asked as he glanced at you, not fully turning around.