(A/N: I think this is the longest time it's taken me to release an epilogue. Work has been real time consuming and I haven't had any time to write. I was really debating on how I should end this chapter, but finally came to a decision. I hope it's to your liking.)

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Epilogue

After many years, he had finally made it here. It had been a long, violent, and bloody road, but the current Number Two had at last reached the top of Mount Shumi. Now all he had to do was defeat the Number One, and then he would be the greatest warrior in the world.

He made his way over to the Number One's dwelling and opened the doors. Entering the throne room, from where the Number One was said to govern the whole world, he saw the current ruler sitting on the throne, waiting for him.

He hadn't been sure what to expect, but certainly not this. He thought that there would be some super powerful amazing warrior waiting for him, but, instead, he was greeted by an old woman who looked like she was in her late 80's. Yet she had the Number One headband tied around her forehead, indicating that she was the one he was searching for.

He pulled out his weapon of choice, a sickle attached to a chain, and began twirling it around. "I am Yatsumari, the current Number Two warrior of the world, and I've come to challenge you for the title of Number One."

The old woman stared at him for a few moments before rising. "I am Kinko, the current Number One. It's been a long time since I've had a challenger."

It had been a while, over ten years in fact. Since putting on the Number One headband all those years ago, she'd had three challengers. This Yatsumari person would be her fourth and, hopefully, her last, one way or another. She'd actually been hoping to kick the bucket before another challenger appeared, but it seemed that Fate was throwing her one last opponent before she could take the power of the Number One to the grave.

Reaching down, she unsheathed her father's sword with one hand and uncoiled her whip with the other. "Alright, lets do this."

The battle that took place proved why even in her old age, she was known as the Number One warrior of the world.

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Hundreds of thousands of years later, when archaeologists found their way to the top of Mount Shumi and managed to break into the throne room, they found the fossilized skeletal remains of a person that had grown onto the throne over the years with a withered and worn out headband tied around their forehead, labeling them as the Number One warrior of the world.

The details had been lost to history over time. No one ever found out the Number One's identity.

THE END

(A/N: My story has come to an end. What I was debating on was whether or not I should end things before or after the chapter break Should I have left the fight as a cliffhanger to the story and let the reader decide if the headbands' powers were ever put an end to, or was it better to give closure and reveal that the headbands' power eventually were vanquished. In any case, I decided to leave the last Number One's identity as a mystery. Was it Kinko, or was she defeated and someone else was the final Number One? That is for you to decide.)