It was going to happen sometime. One-shot.
The Last Time
Manji is used to pain. He's used to being cut open, cut up, dismembered, broken, dislocated; you name it, the only thing he hasn't done is lose his head. Well, literally, at least. Manji's used to dying, too. He's used to blinking the blood out of his eyes, spitting it out of his mouth, and getting back up.
What he's not used to, in the middle of yet another battle he hasn't exactly asked for, is getting stuck by an enemy, and falling down, and being unable to get up. The pain doesn't fog his head, he's too used to it, so he just waits dumbly for a while for the worms to start working again before he realizes that he's killed his thousandth bad guy, they're dead, and his time is up.
"Oh," he says, and barely feels it when his opponent pulls their sword from his stomach. "Finally."
He closes his eyes and dies for the last time.
.: ende :.
.: goodnight :.