Mugen is nothing if not honest.

He's a big kid when it comes to conversations with Fuu, always calling her ugly even if he doesn't mean it, but that's different.

But when he tells Jin that he'll be the one to kill him, he means that.

So when that creepy ass dude lunges for him and draws blood from his cheek, the only thing he can think is, Don't make me a liar.

When the ex-pirate skewers him through, Mugen knows that little freak couldn't do it, couldn't make him into anything less.

And when he tells Fuu that he won't die, he means that too.

So when that sickle flies towards him the first time, the only thing he can think is, Don't make me a liar.

The bastard only got the upper hand because he cheated, sending his brother to try and kill him. If Mugen hadn't been bleeding, he wouldn't have had any trouble with the wuss. But it doesn't matter because he couldn't do it either, make him into anything less.

He's falling backwards now, the concussion from the explosion knocking blackness into his eyes.

As the crows fly before his eyes and the color drains from his sight, the only thing he can think is, He's made me into a liar.