They think I am invincible, and while I'm perfectly fine with letting them believe that, it's not entirely true. According to the record books, I've not lost a single match, official or otherwise, but in reality...that game was a draw. The match went to me, but I was not the winner.

I can destroy any enemy but him. I can beat any opponent who appears before me, but not him. He is the only one who can stand on equal ground with my great self, and the only one worthy of my full power on the court. And my kisses in bed.

He has taken me this far.

So while they shall forever cheer my name, I am not unrivaled. Not so long as he is here.