COIL

The public cheered his name every time he defeated a Biograft in the boxing ring. Coil knew that his strength was greater than those robots scattered on the ground with their systems damaged by his blows and tactics. So beating them was nothing more than a warm-up for him.

As soon as the match ended, Coil descended from the boxing ring to walk near the seats where people who idolized him were. There was some crowd that preferred to stay still, but there was no shortage of fans wanting an autograph or a greeting from the boxer.

"Ah, thank you kindly!"

Coil watched as a fan of his walked away happy after getting a photo with him, but he wasn't the only person who wanted one, of course not. It was exhausting. Coil leaned against the wall, tired of having to please some fans with photos or whatever an idol would give to his audience. Although it wasn't boring, as he also received words of admiration from time to time.