How Does Rengoku Die Novels & Stories

He had forgotten about it. He stumbled, his vision flashing. Killing is not allowed in the tournament; however, if they ‘accidentally’ die, they are not condemned. Ringo advanced, seizing the opportunity. Chaining blows. The first impact knocked Tanaka back, the second slamming him into the air before he could regain his footing. Each time, the grin never left his face. If one of those delayed hits catches me in the head… I’m done.

Limbs twitching, then nothing. He was dead. I stood there, breathing like I’d run a marathon. My shirt clung to me, soaked through with sweat. My knuckles were torn open, skin peeled raw from the force of the grip. Renji clapped slowly. “That,” he said with giddy excitement, “is how you take a fucking life. Slow. Beautiful. Messy. Shit.” He was grinning like a kid on Christmas. I didn’t grin. I didn’t feel triumphant. I felt—empty. Violent.