Reiki slammed his right fist into the ground, proudly displaying his Eclipse Soul tattoo. Don’t even think about worrying over me. Worry about that fat son of a bitch when I out drink his lard ass!!! Reiki shouted, standing tall. His right hand raised high into the air, as if to eclipse the moon. He hadn’t had a drink since they left Eclipse Soul’s Guild Hall, it was the perfect time for such a challenge. Besides, before we left, I was working on a technique using my magic to help me stay sober a lot longer when I drank. It’s gonna take more than this lard ass to out drink the Drunken Dragon of the North Reiki laughed reassuringly, proclaiming the title his guild mates had taken to calling him. Aian laughed as well, as the two proudly bumped fists.
Reiki proceeded into the tavern when one Gragas’ overall men summoned them in. The stage was set, there were dozens of beer kegs everywhere. Gragas stood at one end of the bar, as Reiki walked calmly over to the opposing side. Gragas laughed as he explained the rules of their showdown. Alright, listen up you little runt. The rules of this contest are simple! You’re friend and my men will bring us each our kegs and continue to do so. The first one to stop drinking loses! I’ve even had my men bring more kegs, so we won’t be running out of the nectar any time soon!! Ya got it!?! Reiki’s face was beaming with confidence. Heh. Ya didn’t even bring me enough kegs to get warmed up!! Let’s do this! he said, pounding his right fist into his left hand. Gragas laughed even more at his opponents statement. HAH! AT LEAST YA GOT SPIRIT, KID!!! YOU HEARD HIM, LETS BEGIN!!! Gragas roared.
His men brought over the starting kegs to each person. Gragas grabbed the keg like it was nothing, and chugged it down at an alarming rate. He slammed the keg on the ground, laughing as he did so, mocking Reiki asking HAH! HOW DO YOU LIKE THE SIGHT OF THAT, BRAT?! As he said this, Aian was already wheeling over Reiki’s third keg. THE HELL ARE YOU WASTING TIME TALKING FOR?! I THOUGHT THIS WAS A DRINKING COMPETITION!! Reiki shouted, as he grabbed the barrel and began chugging it down. Gragas, surprised and delighted at this challengers ferocity, roared at his men to pick up the pace for both contestants.
This went on for an hour, neither side was giving in one inch. Reiki’s plan of keep his body as cold as possible was working so far. It was keeping him decently sober for the time being. Gragas wasn’t even phased, continuing to chug down keg after keg just like his opponent. Aian looked around the room. The beer kegs were running out and neither Reiki nor Gragas we’re showing any signs of slowing down.
The kegs were now completely emptied. Reiki felt fine, his technique working amazingly well. He looked around and smirked. Is that seriously it? It’s no fun if this just ends in a complete draw!! he exclaimed to Gragas. Gragas simply pulled back, letting loose an echoing laugh. OH DON’T WORRY, THE FUN IS JUST GETTING STARTED!!! Then, more of Gragas’ men walked through the tavern doors, hauling in even larger kegs, with blood red logo of Gragas’ face printed on the barrel. YOU SEE THIS, BOY?! THIS IS MY LEGENDARY MOONSHINE!!! WHAT WE’VE BEEN DRINKING UNTIL NOW IS LIKE WATER COMPARED TO THIS STUFF!!! Gragas roared in laughter. WELL IN THAT CASE, QUIT YAPPIN’ AND LET’S GET ON WITH IT!! Reiki yelled, excited at the fact of trying a new drink.
Aian brought over Reiki’s first new keg. Reiki tore off the lid, hoisted it over his body, and opened wide. As soon as the first splash of the moonshine touched his tongue, Reiki dropped the keg and fell to his knees. His body began shaking like crazy. He cringed, clinging at his side in pain. His liver was going insane with pain. Aian just watched in confusion, unsure what to do. What….is that…. Wha-what the hell….. WHAT THE HELL IS THAT STUFF!?! Gragas laughed more as he slammed down his first keg. WHAT’S WRONG?! CAN’T HADNLE THE FLAVOR OF THE FINEST ALCOHOL IN ALL OF FIORE?! Reiki’s body was going insane, yet he still found a way to laugh. You’re put-putting words in my mouth lard ass…. I was asking because it’s AMAZING!!! Reiki shouted, as he stood up. His body wouldn’t stop trembling, whether in excitement, pain, or a bizarre combination of the two, Aian couldn’t tell. “Reiki, are you sure you sho-“ Aian’s concern was cut off by Reiki’s right hand, prominently showing Aian his guild tattoo. Quit yapping and get back on track with the pace, Aian! The real fun is just starting!! Reiki yelled. With a worried smile, Aian nodded and went to grab another barrel as Reiki began chugging down the first one.
Thirty minutes passed from that point. Reiki’s plan of keeping his body as cold as he could wasn’t even phasing his current condition. He had reached his limit long ago, and Aian knew that. Gragas was still downing his kegs with ease, whilst Reiki was slowing down immensely. His body couldn’t handle it anymore. Reiki dropped the keg and collapsed to the floor. The moonshine spilled onto the floor, in a small river headed right for Reiki’s collapsed head. Gragas laughed louder than he ever had at this point. HAHAHAHAHA!!! YA SEE, I TOLD YOU THAT IT WAS FOOLISH TO TRY AND OUT DRINK THE GREAT GRAGAS!!!!! SERVES YOU RIGHT!!!! Gragas yelled, chugging down another keg in celebration as his men cheered in victory.
Aian was in shock, unsure if his closest friend was now lying dead before him. (START PLAYING THIS: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=-jYw8HYf3RM&list=LLUmQ3CQd2SjLc1H13zVSXkA LISTEN AND READ!!!) Suddenly, Aian noticed the room temperature was dropping, rapidly. A beyond freezing cold aura of magic began erupting from Reiki’s body, as a feint slurping sound could be heard by all. WHO THE HELL SAID I WAS DONE DRINKING, LARD ASS!? Reiki roared, as he stood back up. Everyone, even Gragas, was in total shock from what they we’re witnessing. Reiki threw his head back, letting loose a battle cry that to everyone else, sounded like the roaring lungs of a pissed off dragon.
Reiki slurped all the spilled moonshine off the floor with ease. He kicked the keg up into the air, and grabbed it as he opened his mouth wide, chugging down the keg with ease. The aura of cold kept raging around his body. Gone were his trembling knees and painful liver. Reiki was emitting every last ounce of his magic power he could, keeping his body as cold as he possibly could, in turn speeding up his bodies sobering up system. He slammed it down, at this point going nuts. He ran around, grabbing every keg of moonshine he could and chugging it down as fast as he possibly could.
Gragas began ordering his men to bring them faster and faster, desperately trying to keep up with Reiki. Gragas chugged and chugged, spilling the moonshine from his mouth down his grotesquely fat body. He did this until he finally reached his limit, falling over backwards, shaking the entire tavern whilst moonshine drooled out from his mouth. Reiki was still going, slamming down his keg in victory. REIKI SHIKON, ECLIPSE SOUL’S DRUNKEN DRAGON OF THE NORTH!!! AND DON’T A DAMN ONE OF YOU FORGET IT!!!! He roared in victory. All of Gragas’ men dragged his unconscious body out of the tavern, honoring the bet their boss had made with Aian.
Reiki stood there, his aura still raging around him. He then fell backwards on the floor, his aura disappearing, and his face turning bright flushed red. Aian ran over to him, finding him laughing like a child. HEY AIAN! DID YOU KNO- *HIC* DID YOU KNOW YOUR PANDA, HAS A *HIC* A FACE ON IT? YOU MIGHT *HIC* WANNA HAVE ZENO LOOK AT THAT FOR YA. HE IS OUR *HIC* DOCTOR AFTER ALL!! Reiki yelled, continuing to ramble on about completely nonsensical things. No doubt he had shortened his life span to some degree, but Reiki had won the drinking contest, which was all he seemed to think mattered in that moment. The Drunken Dragon of the North had beaten Fiore’s Greatest Moonshiner.