...What are you doing Kururu?
….What do you think you will achieve with this?
Even if I lose, I will not accept this Road you try to make for me.
I make my own road. The wind itself would bow to me and follow my commands. I am a king of storms.
Do you understand?
I am the fucking storm.
Bring your upgrades. Bring your machines. Make your father and his friends as great as you can make them. Show me the depth of your devotion.
I acknowledge your feelings.
But tell me, Do you really think a king is king because he has a fucking crown?
A king is a king is a king.
The only thing a king should want are his people. There is no need for a fucking piece of metal to show the world that I am a king.
Do you understand Kururu?
I AM. A. KING.
As long as I have my people with me, with my wind on my back and the sky above me, I will be a king.
Nothing in this world can change that. Take away my regalia. Take away my home. Take away the very land on which I stand. I do not care, you can't take the sky from me.
You can't take my Road from me.
It is after all, MY Road. MY Path. MY Kingdom.
Let's see your strength Kururu. Let's see if you are strong enough to walk with me.
Dance for me, luv. Your king is waiting.