>>78000212
Gargantuar vs Vilgax

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The sky cracked open above Mushroom Kingdom as Bill Cipher descended, a flaming triangle with a single unblinking eye. “HEY, PLUMBER BOYS! READY FOR SOME REALITY REDECORATING?” His voice warped the air itself.

Mario adjusted his cap. “Mamma mia… Luigi, looks like-a trouble.”
Luigi gulped, clutching his Poltergust. “I don’t-a like triangles, Mario…”

With a snap of his fingers, Bill twisted the ground into a checkerboard of fire and ice. Goombas melted into ink, Koopa shells floated like balloons. Mario lunged, cape swirling, delivering a flaming punch—but Bill spun in midair, warping the blow into rubber. Mario ricocheted backward like a toy.

“OH, DON’T LOOK SO FLAT! …WAIT, YOU ALREADY ARE!” Bill cackled, blasting fire beams.

Luigi countered with the Poltergust, sucking up fragments of Bill’s chaos energy and firing them back as glowing shots. Mario recovered, unleashing a Star Power, sprinting with invincible speed. Together, they forced Bill into a corner, twin hammers striking him.

For a moment, Bill flickered. “OW! THAT ACTUALLY STUNG! …TIME TO GET WEIRD!” He expanded, towering above them in his nightmare form arms sprouting. The battlefield twisted into an Escher maze.

Mario and Luigi gritted their teeth, leaping wall-to-wall through impossible angles. Bill laughed, blasting lasers. Luigi hurled a Green Fireball, Mario slammed a Meteor Smash, cracking Bill’s form.

Bill faltered, static shrieking. “YOU THINK YOU CAN DEFEAT A GOD?!”

Mario grabbed Luigi’s hand. Together, they unleashed the Super Star Brothers Finale: a combined spin, hammer strike, amplified by their bond. Their blow pierced through Bill’s glowing eye.

Bill screamed, fracturing into shards, his voice stretching thin: “THIS ISN’T OVER! REALITY IS MIIINE!” And then he burst apart.

Mario panted, dusting his gloves. “That’s-a how we deal with bad guys.”
Luigi sighed in relief. “Let’s-a never fight shapes again.”

Hades vs janemba

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>>78000323
The ruined streets shook as a Gargantuar lumbered forward, telephone pole in hand, an Imp snarling on its back. Cars crumpled beneath its feet, sparks flashing as it swung through a toppled skyscraper.

From above, a warship descended. Vilgax dropped from the bay doors, drones fanning out in formation. His eyes glowed red. “A mindless brute? You’ll serve as a warning to any who resist Vilgax!”

Gargantuar roared and swung its pole, smashing drones in a single swipe. Vilgax answered with laser vision, beams lancing into the zombie’s chest, charring flesh but barely slowing its march. With a ground-shaking stomp, Gargantuar hurled its Imp forward—an explosive detonation tearing through several drones.

Vilgax darted in, augmented muscles matching the titan’s strength. He caught the telephone pole mid-swing, sparks screeching as the two locked in raw power. With a twist, Vilgax’s arm cannon fired point-blank, blasting Gargantuar back into a collapsed highway.

The beast rose, electricity crackling down its weapon, sending arcs that fried more drones and singed Vilgax’s armor. Vilgax snarled, leaping high, his eyes blazing. Twin laser beams carved into Gargantuar’s shoulder, while the warlord landed with a seismic punch that cracked pavement.

Even wounded, Gargantuar fought back—slamming the pole into the ground, shockwaves rippling outward. Vilgax staggered but stood tall, undeterred. “Strength without strategy is nothing.” He summoned his drones to pin the giant with grappling lines and unleashed a sustained laser barrage.

The Gargantuar thrashed, roaring as chunks of rotting flesh fell away, until Vilgax’s final beam burned through its skull. The titan collapsed in a heap of smoke and ash, the Imp squealing before Vilgax crushed it beneath his heel.

Vilgax stood among the wreckage, drones circling overhead. “Another world falls. I remain undefeated.”

Magolor vs Janemba

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>>78000417
The Underworld trembled as Hades, lord of the dead, emerged with his Claws of Hades wreathed in crimson souls. “Intruder… you defile my domain.”

Across the scorched plains, a ripple of warped reality split open. Janemba oozed through, giggling, his bloated yellow form warping the air. He clapped his hands, turning crags into candy-colored cubes.

Hades snarled and hurled chains of souls, lashing into Janemba’s body. The demon laughed, his form splitting apart like gelatin before snapping back together. With a lazy gesture, he sent a wave of warped energy, shattering entire spires.

The god charged, claws flashing. Every strike unleashed screaming phantoms that clawed at Janemba’s essence. For a moment, the demon shrieked—but then transformed, twisting into his Super Janemba form. Sleek, cruel, blade in hand.

The battle escalated. Janemba blurred with teleportation, slashing through Hades’ armor, each strike leaving burning cuts. Hades roared, summoning titanic chains from the ground to bind him. Souls of the dead swarmed, tearing at Janemba’s flesh.

But the demon split space itself, stepping through rifts and cutting the chains as though they were smoke. His blade clashed with the Claws of Hades, sparks shaking the underworld.

Hades unleashed his full might, channeling every tortured soul into a single colossal eruption. The wails of the damned filled the realm as a massive explosion engulfed Janemba. For a moment, silence.

Then the demon laughed from within the flames, unscathed. In a blink, Janemba appeared behind Hades, piercing him with his dimension-splitting blade. Hades gasped as his essence was torn apart, the souls he commanded scattering into the void.

The god of the Underworld collapsed into ashes, his voice fading in rage.

Janemba twirled his sword, laughing, before dissolving back into warped reality.

>>78000212
Chaos vs Zygarde

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>>78000677
The void rippled as Janemba burst through, laughing in distorted echoes. His hulking yellow form warped the battlefield into candy-colored cubes, mountains twisting into mazes.

Across the chaos, a portal opened. Magolor floated out, eyes narrowing. “So… you bend space to your whim? You’ll find I am no stranger to tricks.”

Janemba snickered and hurled energy blasts, ripping holes through dimensions. Magolor countered with glowing orbs and runic glyphs, teleporting between strikes. His Magic Barrier blocked the first waves, but Janemba’s warped blade cleaved through, forcing Magolor to reel back.

The demon transformed into Super Janemba, crimson and sleek, teleporting in a blur. Each strike cut through Magolor’s defenses, slamming him into shattered cubes of reality.

Bruised, Magolor raised the Master Crown from his cloak. Energy surged, his body glowing with godlike power. “Enough games.” Runes spiraled around him, unleashing barrages of dark fire. For the first time, the demon staggered, his form flickering.

But Janemba laughed, splitting space to reappear behind him, sword flashing. Magolor countered, summoning a colossal black hole that dragged Janemba inward. The demon ripped it apart with sheer energy, roaring defiantly.

Seeing no other path, Magolor’s form twisted—mutating into Magolor Soul. Eyes wept dark energy, wings of chaos spread wide. He roared, launching lasers, glyphs, and reality-rending blasts in a storm of annihilation.

Janemba teleported furiously, slashing through, but Magolor Soul’s attacks filled every direction, sealing the void. With one final surge, he unleashed the Universal Void Bomb, a condensed orb of collapsing dimensions. It engulfed Janemba, tearing through his body and essence until only static laughter remained.

Magolor Soul floated above the ruin, trembling, breathing hard. “Your chaos… has been devoured by mine.”

>>78000818
YEP YEP YEP THAT'S CHADGOLOR FOR YOU

>>78000818
Allen vs YHVH

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>>78000700
The sky above the ruined city darkened as a fluid, glowing figure emerged from the river: Chaos, rippling with concentrated energy, eyes like molten water. Its voice hissed, “Intruders… unworthy of this world.”

From the horizon, a massive green serpent coiled through the clouds. Zygarde, Complete Form, landed with a seismic thud. “Balance must be maintained. Your chaos ends here.” Its body pulsed with life energy, hexagonal patterns glowing along its scales.

Chaos surged forward, morphing into Perfect Chaos, water whirling into a skyscraper-crushing tsunami. Zygarde countered with Land’s Wrath, fists of rock and energy erupting from the ground to shield against the flood. Shockwaves tore through the city as they collided.

Chaos struck with Chaos Spear, lances of solid energy piercing toward Zygarde, warping reality. The serpent twisted through the strikes with impossibly fast coils, retaliating with Aura-imbued slams, each impact shaking the city.

The battle escalated: Chaos flooded the streets, morphing buildings into molten rivers, while Zygarde summoned the power of its Complete Form, reshaping terrain, erecting massive pillars, and launching devastating energy blasts. Perfect Chaos roared, sending torrents crashing down, but Zygarde’s scales shimmered, absorbing and redirecting the force.

Chaos twisted the battlefield into a vortex, attempting to crush Zygarde under a tidal maelstrom. But Zygarde lunged through the flood, fists glowing, and slammed down with a Solar Core Strike, punching through the swirling mass. Chaos howled as the blow destabilized its form.

With a final surge, Zygarde coiled around the elemental titan, forming a binding lattice of emerald energy, piercing the heart of Perfect Chaos. The water entity shrieked, splintering into harmless ripples, its essence dispersed across the city.

The dust settled. Zygarde hovered, glowing faintly, surveying the ruins. “Balance… restored.”

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>>78001045
The void of space twisted as YHVH materialized, eyes burning with infinite authority. “Mortal, you trespass in realms you cannot comprehend.”

Allen the Alien descended from a distant star, aura of raw energy pulsing around him. “I’ve faced gods before. I don’t care about your rules,” he said, landing on a shattered asteroid.

YHVH raised a hand, and reality bent, collapsing stars and folding dimensions into impossible geometries. Allen darted through the distortions, phasing and teleporting between fragments of destroyed worlds. He fired beams of pure alien energy, each strike scorching planets, yet YHVH’s omnipotent presence absorbed and warped the attacks, rewriting causality to erase them before impact.

Allen accelerated, summoning kinetic blasts and hyper-velocity strikes. Each punch cracked the fabric of space, tearing rifts in the cosmic canvas. YHVH countered with eternal decrees, looping destruction in endless cycles, but Allen adapted, feeding on the chaos, growing stronger with each failed attempt to contain him.

as Allen condensed energy into a singularity-punch, tearing through YHVH’s layers of divine reality. Galaxies trembled under the shockwave. YHVH struck back with omniversal pressure, warping time and collapsing alternate dimensions into nothingness, yet Allen phased and teleported between the collapsing threads, retaliating with supernova-level blasts.

With a final surge, Allen expanded into a living supernova, his body radiating as a collapsing and rebirthing universe. The force overwhelmed YHVH’s divine decrees, fracturing the absolute structure of law itself. Light and reality twisted violently, until the deity was pressed back into the void, unable to maintain form.

The dust settled. Allen hovered among the remnants of shattered dimensions, energy rippling around him. “That’s what happens when you underestimate the universe’s outsiders,” he said, voice echoing across the cosmos.

>>78001133
CHADvincible... I kneel...

>>78001133
I can't believe he actually jobbed to fucking Allen the Alien.

>>78001179
SMT not beating the building level accusations

>>78001133
Petshop vs Chantel DuBois

>>78001220
Outerversal fall damage pls understand
Magolor vs Flowey next

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>>78001239
The Paris skyline glimmered under the setting sun as Dubois tightened her grip on her baton. “I’ve tracked every criminal across Europe. Today ends with you,” she growled.

From above, a shadow fell. Pet Shop circled, eyes like frozen fire. A gust of icy wind cut through the streets. Dubois leapt, baton swinging, but the falcon twisted through the air with inhuman speed, feathers glinting like blades.

Pet Shop struck first, releasing a wave of frigid ice. The ground froze, catching Dubois off guard. She skidded but rolled, recovering with a swift kick that barely grazed him. Ice shards shot toward her, slicing through metal lampposts. Dubois ducked and smashed her baton into a streetlight, sending sparks to deflect the shards.

The escalation was relentless. Dubois charged, closing the distance, fists and baton a blur, aiming to overwhelm him with her martial precision. Pet Shop ascended, circling and unleashing a storm of ice spears. Dubois dodged nimbly but was forced back as the icy rain shattered concrete and asphalt. Each strike from Pet Shop forced her to adapt, her enhanced senses struggling to keep pace with his supernatural reflexes.

Desperation drove Dubois into a risky move. She baited Pet Shop close, weaving between his attacks, and launched a spinning baton strike aimed at his chest. Pet Shop dove, but she connected, sending him skidding into a frozen fountain. He regained flight instantly, but Dubois had underestimated the falcon’s resilience.

With a final, decisive move, Pet Shop summoned a concentrated surge of ice from his talons, encasing Dubois in a solid prism. Her struggles were futile; the ice was unbreakable. Pet Shop landed atop the frozen column, wings folding. The streets were silent, save for the faint crackle of residual frost.

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>>78001315
The air shimmered as Magolor floated onto the shattered plains, eyes glowing faintly. Flowey emerged from the cracks in the ground, grinning, petals quivering. “Time to play,” he hissed, energy pulsing from his core.

They began cautiously. Magolor fired small magic blasts, dodged by Flowey as he scuttled and twisted, spitting rapid energy pellets. The ground ruptured under Flowey’s attacks, vines flailing, but Magolor teleported, creating magical barriers to shield himself from the sharp projectiles.

Flowey laughed, launching a sudden barrage of bullets and thorned vines. Magolor responded by teleporting mid-air, firing concentrated energy beams, each strike leveling mountains and cracking the terrain. The two circled each other, testing defenses, with Flowey phasing through attacks while Magolor’s spells distorted the battlefield.

Neither gave ground. Magolor raised the Master Crown, energy flaring as his body glowed with the power of the Crowned form. Flowey’s grin widened, his form bloating, tendrils twisting into Omega Flowey, his attacks growing incomprehensibly fast and wide-reaching. The sky shattered with flashes of energy as Omega Flowey’s projectiles and tentacle strikes collided with Magolor’s dimensional blasts.

The clash escalated. Flowey’s attacks distorted reality, forcing Magolor to phase and teleport through collapsing zones, countering with reality-warping beams that shredded the landscape. Each strike from Flowey was lethal, but Magolor’s Soul form erupted, a vortex of magic enveloping him, absorbing and redirecting energy.

With a final, decisive strike, Magolor Soul unleashed a concentrated Universal Void Beam, piercing through Omega Flowey’s chaotic onslaught. The energy tore through tendrils and petals alike, disintegrating his form and leaving nothing but a fading echo. Magolor hovered above the ruins, energy settling.

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>>78001468
Frieza vs Vilgax

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>>78001653
The barren wasteland shook as Vilgax landed with a thunderous stomp. “Another alien to crush,” he growled. From the horizon, Frieza floated down, tail flicking, aura flickering violet. “I’ll enjoy making this quick,” he sneered.

They began cautiously, exchanging quick strikes. Vilgax’s enhanced strength slammed boulders into Frieza, who dodged with uncanny speed, retaliating with concentrated energy blasts that scorched the earth. Each clash sent shockwaves that flattened mountains, testing durability and reflexes.

The escalation began as Vilgax fired plasma from his arm cannon, forcing Frieza to dodge mid-air, countering with precise ki blasts that shattered the ground. Vilgax leapt, claws swinging, tearing through energy shields. Frieza smirked and transformed into his first form, speed and power surging, energy beams now faster and more destructive.

Vilgax responded, mutating into Malgax, tendrils and armor bristling, energy rippling along his body. His strikes grew faster, blasts more chaotic. Frieza’s aura exploded as he ascended to Golden Form, ki radiating like the sun, his attacks multiplying. Mountains crumbled, meteors shattered, and the air burned from the sheer destructive force.

The middle clash was a blur. Malgax swung massive energy-charged fists while Frieza darted through them, blasting ki waves and precision strikes. Vilgax’s regeneration let him shrug off some hits, but Golden Frieza’s blasts pushed him to his limits, cracking armor and scorching tendrils.

With a final decisive strike, Frieza concentrated all his energy into a massive Death Beam, piercing through Malgax’s chest while dodging a counter-swing. Vilgax screamed as the beam detonated, collapsing the battlefield in a radiant explosion.

When the dust settled, Frieza floated above the ruins, unscathed, aura fading. Vilgax lay defeated, his form shattered.

>>78001731
Yujiro vs Amingo

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>>78001755
The city streets trembled as Amingo stretched his leafy limbs across alleyways, vines lashing out with cartoonish exaggeration. From the shadows, Yujiro Hanma stepped forward, cracking his knuckles, eyes glinting with predatory focus.

Amingo struck first, elongating his arms into whips that slammed against buildings, sending debris flying. Yujiro dodged effortlessly, moving faster than the leaves could snap, closing the distance with a single step. He punched a reinforced wall, sending a shockwave that ripped through the pavement and dislodged Amingo’s extended limbs.

The escalation was relentless. Amingo twisted his body, stretching like elastic, trying to trap Yujiro in a tangle of vines. Yujiro sidestepped, his speed too precise, his strikes landing on Amingo’s body and snapping the stretchy appendages. Amingo retaliated with explosive plant projectiles, bouncing and ricocheting unpredictably. Yujiro blocked with forearms and shattered several with concentrated punches, barely slowing his advance.

The middle clash intensified. Amingo tried to engulf Yujiro in a massive leafy cocoon, but Yujiro tore through it, shredding vines as if they were paper. Each blow sent shockwaves strong enough to level several blocks. Amingo leapt high, stretching limbs toward Yujiro, who countered with a spinning strike that broke his opponent’s momentum.

Finally, Yujiro unleashed his full power, moving in a blur. With a series of devastating punches, he shattered Amingo’s body, striking critical points with lethal precision. Amingo collapsed, unable to recover from the relentless, inhuman assault.

The dust settled, leaves fluttering in the wind. Yujiro wiped his hands clean, expression calm.

>>78001830
Polnareff vs Sharpness Gallade (Psycho Cut, Sacred Sword, Night Slash, Swords Dance)

>>78001830
Mario and Luigi vs Sephiroth.

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>>78002223
The wind howled across the rocky plateau as Gallade stepped forward, blades gleaming, stance low and ready. Jean Polnareff’s Silver Chariot shimmered into view, rapier poised. Polnareff smirked. “Let’s see what you’ve got.”

Gallade struck first, leaping high and slashing with Psycho Cut, the air itself slicing as the blade descended. Silver Chariot dodged effortlessly, spinning in a blur, tip of its rapier grazing Gallade’s side. Polnareff pressed the attack, slashing rapidly, testing Gallade’s defenses. Gallade countered with Night Slash, striking from angles Polnareff hadn’t expected, but Silver Chariot’s speed allowed it to parry and redirect with perfect precision.

The escalation began. Gallade twirled into Swords Dance, aura flaring as its power increased. Each subsequent swing of its blades was faster, deadlier, aiming to overwhelm the human Stand user. Polnareff didn’t hesitate—Silver Chariot’s armor flashed as it darted between strikes, jabbing, slashing, and spinning in a flurry too fast for Gallade to anticipate. The ground beneath them cracked from the force of their clashes.

The middle clash reached a frenzy. Gallade aimed a Sacred Sword strike at Polnareff’s chest, blade glowing and slicing through the air with intent to bypass defenses. Polnareff parried with the tip of his rapier, the clash ringing like a bell, and immediately followed with a rapid series of precise thrusts and cuts, exploiting the brief opening created by Gallade’s overextension.

With a final, decisive maneuver, Silver Chariot spun, moving at near-light speed, piercing Gallade’s centerline with pinpoint accuracy. Gallade faltered, unable to react to the lightning-fast strike, and collapsed, blades clattering against the stone.

The dust settled, Polnareff standing tall, rapier tip lowering slowly.

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>>78002416
The sky darkened as Sephiroth descended onto the plains, Masamune gleaming. Mario and Luigi landed together, fists clenched, ready. Mario shouted, “Let’s-a go!” and Luigi followed, “We got this, bro!”

Sephiroth struck first, sweeping Masamune in a horizontal arc. Mario jumped over the strike while Luigi rolled behind a boulder. Fireballs and hammers were launched, but Sephiroth’s speed let him deflect everything effortlessly. The brothers barely kept pace with his lethal thrusts and spins.

The escalation began. Mario and Luigi coordinated attacks—Luigi using a Poltergust vacuum blast, Mario a barrage of Fire Flowers—but Sephiroth’s Masamune moved faster than their eyes could track. Each swing sent shockwaves across the battlefield, tossing debris and flattening terrain.

Then Sephiroth paused, eyes glowing. His body glimmered as he ascended into Safer∙Sephiroth form. Wings unfurled, Masamune floating beside him, energy crackling. He raised a hand and unleashed a Supernova, a sphere of cosmic fire and destruction racing toward Mario and Luigi. They tried to evade, jumping and spinning, but the overwhelming blast consumed everything in its path, scorching the plains.

Mario and Luigi tumbled helplessly, their power-ups useless against such a vast, godlike attack. The supernova’s shockwave threw them miles away, leaving nothing but charred earth behind. Sephiroth hovered calmly, wings folding, Masamune lowering with lethal grace.

>>78002552
Frieza vs Allen

>>78002552
Regigigas vs Doomsday

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>>78002778
The barren wasteland shook as Frieza floated into view, tail flicking, aura radiating menace. Allen the Alien landed with a ground-shattering thud, eyes glowing. Both sized each other up, tension thick in the air.

Frieza struck first, firing rapid ki blasts that exploded against the rocks around Allen. Allen leapt, dodging with incredible speed, and retaliated with a concussive punch that sent Frieza skidding back. Energy waves shattered the terrain as each exchanged blows, the sound of impact echoing across the plains.

The escalation began. Frieza transformed into his final form, speed and power surging. He struck with lightning-fast punches and tail swipes, aiming to overwhelm Allen with pure force. Allen countered with flight maneuvers and energy-charged strikes of his own, punching through mountains and sending shockwaves that bent the horizon.

The middle clash reached a frenzy. Frieza unleashed a barrage of concentrated Death Beams, dodging Allen’s counterattacks with fluid agility. Allen responded by amplifying his strength, moving at faster-than-light speed, closing the distance and landing crushing blows. Each strike could have obliterated cities, but Frieza’s durability and combat instincts kept him in the fight.

Finally, Frieza grinned and focused all his energy into a colossal Death Ball. Allen tried to intercept, launching himself with every ounce of power, but Frieza’s attack detonated with cataclysmic force, throwing Allen back and tearing the battlefield apart. Allen’s defenses held briefly, but the sheer destructive output of Frieza’s technique overwhelmed him.

As dust and debris settled, Frieza hovered unscathed, aura fading but still lethal. Allen lay incapacitated, unable to recover from the overwhelming strike.

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>>78002789
The ground quaked as Regigigas lumbered into the battlefield, massive arms ready to strike. Doomsday emerged from the horizon, jagged spikes covering his body, eyes glowing with feral intensity.

Doomsday lunged first, swinging a clawed fist. Regigigas responded with a Zen Headbutt, but Doomsday adapted mid-collision, twisting to deflect the blow and stabbing spikes into Regigigas’ arm. Regigigas roared, swinging a Hammer Arm, but Doomsday’s body shifted with unnatural flexibility, absorbing the impact and countering with a bone-shattering punch.

The escalation began. Regigigas unleashed Giga Impact, crashing down with devastating force. Doomsday rolled with the momentum, spikes digging into the ground to propel himself upward, slamming into Regigigas’ chest. Each hit tore into flesh and metal alike, but Regigigas struck back, Heat Crashing onto Doomsday, who quickly regenerated the damaged tissue and reared for another strike.

The middle clash intensified. Regigigas hammered with repeated Hammer Arms and Zen Headbutts, each strike crushing mountains and sending shockwaves across the plains. Doomsday adapted to each attack, altering his stance and attack patterns, spikes launching outward to slash at Regigigas while his body healed from earlier damage. Doomsday’s relentless attacks forced Regigigas to retreat, every swing met with lethal precision.

Finally, Doomsday surged forward, spikes extended and fists pounding in a synchronized, unstoppable assault. Regigigas tried to resist with a final Giga Impact, but Doomsday intercepted midair, slamming him into the earth. Regigigas crashed into a canyon, exhausted and broken. Doomsday’s regeneration sealed any minor injuries as he stood over the shattered battlefield, unyielding.

>>78002990
Dalek vs Yujiro

>>78002990
Spider-Man vs Scizor

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>>78003011
The city lay in ruins as the Dalek Empire rolled in, countless metallic shells glinting under a blood-red sky. Daleks unleashed torrents of energy blasts and extermination commands. From the rubble, Yujiro Hanma stepped forward, muscles rippling, eyes cold and calculating.

The Daleks fired first, a synchronized barrage of laser beams and missiles. Yujiro moved faster than the eye could track, dodging every shot effortlessly, leaving a trail of destroyed walls and shattered ground. He closed the distance in an instant, tearing through a Dalek’s armor with a single punch, sending metal fragments flying.

The escalation began. Swarms of Daleks fired on all sides, attempting to overwhelm him with sheer numbers. Yujiro didn’t flinch—he weaved between the beams, leaping and spinning with inhuman precision, destroying Dalek after Dalek with devastating strikes that shattered their casings. Explosions erupted around him, yet not a single blow slowed him down.

The middle clash reached a frenzy. Dalek forces adapted, coordinating missile barrages and flamethrower-like attacks in waves. Yujiro met them head-on, fists and feet moving faster than any targeting system could track. He ripped through energy shields and metallic shells with relentless efficiency, every strike obliterating dozens at once. Their superior numbers barely slowed him as he carved a path through the empire.

Finally, Yujiro leapt into the heart of the Dalek command center, muscles coiled like a spring. With a single, cataclysmic punch, he demolished the control hub, triggering a chain reaction that destroyed the remaining forces. Metal twisted and fires roared, but Yujiro stood amid the wreckage, unscathed, aura radiating absolute dominance.

StarBLUNDER vs Omega who will definitely kill him

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>>78003058
The city skyline shimmered under the evening sun as Scizor landed atop a skyscraper, claws glinting. Spider-Man swung in, landing lightly on the roof. “Looks like you’ve got some serious hardware,” he quipped, eyes narrowing.

Scizor launched immediately, spinning into Dual Wingbeat, slashing the air with metallic precision. Spider-Man dodged with agile flips, webs latching onto nearby buildings to pivot out of range. He fired a web line, attempting to tangle Scizor, but the technician-grade bug reacted instantly, slicing through it and closing the distance.

The escalation began. Scizor activated Swords Dance, aura of sharp energy radiating as its attack power surged. It fired a Priority Bullet Punch, striking at blinding speed. Spider-Man leapt just in time, feeling the shockwave rip past him. He retaliated with a flurry of punches and kicks, enhanced by his reflexes and spider-sense, aiming for Scizor’s joints and exposed mechanisms. Scizor dodged some, but a few hits dented its armor.

The middle clash became chaotic. Scizor combined Dual Wingbeat with Close Combat, strikes slicing and hammering simultaneously. Spider-Man flipped and swung between rooftops, narrowly avoiding lethal strikes, webs anchoring him to walls as he countered with acrobatic kicks and rapid punches. Sparks flew as metal met flesh, the city trembling under their clash.

Finally, Spider-Man baited Scizor into a tight alley, using his agility to evade a spinning strike. With precise timing, he delivered a powerful web-assisted uppercut, launching Scizor into a brick wall. The impact crumpled its wings and shattered circuits, leaving it immobile. Spider-Man landed lightly, webbing the defeated Scizor in place.

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>>78003179
The sky tore with thunder as Starscream streaked over the battlefield, wings cutting through clouds. Omega E-123 charged below, engines roaring, fists and energy cannons primed. Sparks flew as they locked eyes, two forces about to collide.

Starscream struck first, firing a volley of laser blasts from his wings. Omega twisted mid-roll, taking cover behind a shattered tower, and returned fire with a rapid energy barrage that hammered Starscream’s armor. The Decepticon shrieked, diving at Omega with supersonic speed, talons aimed to shred circuitry. Omega countered with a spinning rocket punch, smashing Starscream back into the rubble, sparks flying from torn metal.

The escalation began. Starscream twisted and looped through the air, firing missiles in rapid succession, each narrowly dodged by Omega’s precise thrusters. Omega launched forward, fists augmented with pulse energy, smashing into Starscream’s wings, denting and sparking them. The Decepticon retaliated with brutal aerial swoops, slashing and clawing, but Omega anticipated every move, parrying and countering with bone-jarring blows that rattled Starscream from the inside out.

The middle clash became chaotic. Starscream attempted a high-speed dive, claws extended for a killing strike, but Omega spun into him mid-air, delivering a series of punishing uppercuts that sent Starscream tumbling. Metal tore, circuits fried, wings bent awkwardly. The Decepticon’s shrieks of rage echoed as Omega relentlessly pounded him, each hit precise and humiliating, forcing Starscream to scrape along the rubble to stay upright.

Finally, Omega leapt, spinning like a wrecking ball, and delivered a crushing blow that slammed Starscream face-first into the ground. Sparks, smoke, and twisted metal scattered as Starscream groaned, flattened, wings broken, voice reduced to a pitiful screech. Omega stepped over him, engines humming in triumph, energy glow fading over the battered Decepticon.

>>78003131
>Beats the entirety of the dalek empire
FRAAAAAAUCK!!!

>>78003289
Kek StarSHIT got owned
Now it's time for Battle BEAST to crush the cuck (peter parker)

>>78003224
BEAST
Now K Rool vs Yujiro

Sephiroth vs Doomsday

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>>78003523
The streets shook as Battle Beast landed with a thunderous stomp, claws flashing and eyes burning with battle-lust. Spider-Man swung down, landing lightly on a lamppost. “Guess I’m your friendly neighborhood sparring partner,” he quipped, tension coiling in his body.

Battle Beast charged, swinging a claw in a savage arc. Spider-Man dodged with acrobatic flips, webs latching to nearby buildings as he tried to stay ahead of the beast’s raw power. He fired a web line to slow his opponent, but Battle Beast ripped through it effortlessly, growling and lunging with relentless fury.

The escalation began. Battle Beast smashed the street, sending cracks spider-webbing across the asphalt. Spider-Man retaliated with rapid punches and kicks, each strike precise, but Battle Beast’s superhuman durability let him shrug off the majority of attacks. Spider-Man flipped over a crushing blow, but Battle Beast countered midair with a spinning kick that sent him skidding across several cars.

The middle clash intensified. Spider-Man attempted to trap Battle Beast with a web cocoon, but Battle Beast tore through it with bare claws, roaring in frustration. He unleashed a flurry of savage attacks, catching Spider-Man off-guard multiple times, leaving bruises and scratches. The city trembled under the force of their blows, windows shattering as the battle escalated.

Finally, Battle Beast closed in, eyes blazing. He ducked a web swing and delivered a devastating uppercut that sent Spider-Man crashing into a concrete pillar. Before Spider-Man could recover, Battle Beast slammed him into the street repeatedly, bone-jarring punches and kicks leaving him bruised, battered, and humiliated. Spider-Man’s suit was torn, webs shredded, and he lay gasping under the victorious warrior.

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>>78003550
The jungle trembled as King K. Rool burst from the foliage, crown tilted and blunderbuss ready. Yujiro Hanma stepped from the shadows, muscles tensed, eyes cold and calculating. The air was thick with tension as predator and monster sized each other up.

K. Rool fired first, blasts from his blunderbuss tearing into trees. Yujiro weaved between them effortlessly, dodging with preternatural speed. Rool lunged, swinging his golden belly-arm like a wrecking ball. Yujiro sidestepped and landed a crushing punch on K. Rool’s armor, sending the croc flying into a cluster of trees.

The escalation began. K. Rool recovered, snapping a large hook at Yujiro and launching cannonballs from his blunderbuss simultaneously. Yujiro darted around them all, each movement precise, striking the croc with rapid fists and elbows that dented his scales and armor. Rool’s tail swung in desperation, but Yujiro caught it mid-swing, twisting it and sending Rool tumbling into a boulder.

The middle clash intensified. K. Rool charged, stomping and swinging, trying to crush Yujiro with brute strength and armored assaults. Yujiro danced around, countering with bone-crushing strikes that shredded K. Rool’s defenses. Each blow rattled the croc, dents forming along his crown and armor. Yujiro’s speed and precision kept him untouchable, exploiting every overextension.

Finally, Yujiro leapt into the air, spinning with lethal force, and delivered a single, cataclysmic punch to K. Rool’s chest. The croc crashed to the ground, armor shattered, crown askew, completely incapacitated. Yujiro landed calmly, muscles relaxed, aura radiating absolute dominance.

>>78003985
>Aura radiating
My goat fr fr aura farming. You should add Asura to one of these one day, unless you already did

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>>78003576
The ground cracked as Doomsday emerged, jagged spikes glinting under the sun, growls vibrating through the air. Sephiroth descended from the sky, Masamune in hand, his single black wing unfurling ominously behind him. A tense silence hung between godlike power and unrelenting brute force.

Doomsday charged first, fists smashing into the earth, sending shockwaves rolling across the battlefield. Sephiroth dodged with effortless grace, pivoting on his single wing to strike with precise, surgical slashes. Doomsday’s spiked armor absorbed some strikes while others carved shallow wounds that regenerated instantly.

The escalation began. Doomsday adapted, launching bone-crushing punches and sweeping strikes with his tail and spikes. Sephiroth leapt, using his wing to propel himself with impossible speed, Masamune whistling through the air to slice at Doomsday’s weak points. Each clash shook the ground, but Doomsday’s adaptability allowed him to anticipate Sephiroth’s patterns, retaliating with relentless force.

The middle clash intensified. Doomsday hurled spikes like projectiles while regenerating torn flesh, forcing Sephiroth to twist midair to dodge. He slashed and jabbed with blinding precision, but Doomsday’s durability and sheer power let him absorb and counterattack, smashing mountains and shaking the horizon with every impact.

Finally, Sephiroth summoned his ultimate power, Masamune floating before him, single wing arched majestically, and unleashed a devastating Supernova. The colossal sphere of destructive energy engulfed Doomsday, obliterating terrain and overwhelming his regenerative capacity. When the light faded, Doomsday lay charred and broken, while Sephiroth hovered above, calm, unscathed, wing casting a shadow over the ruined battlefield.

>>78003985
>Yujiro landed calmly, muscles relaxed, aura radiating absolute dominance
Yeah, it's canon. Do Polnareff vs Kevin next.

>>78004042
Queued for next season (:
maybe with augus or chakravatin

>>78004065
Sundowner vs Polnareff

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>>78004077
The alley echoed with the sound of shifting metal as Kevin Levin transformed his arm into jagged steel. Polnareff stepped forward, rapier in hand, stance precise and eyes alert. “Let’s see how fast you really are,” he muttered.

Kevin swung first, morphing his arm into a massive hammer and crashing it down. Polnareff leapt, Silver Chariot spinning to parry, tip grazing Kevin’s armor. Sparks flew as Polnareff’s rapier slashed in rapid succession, aiming for weak points in Kevin’s metallic body, but Kevin adapted, morphing his arm to block and counter with a vicious punch.

The escalation began. Kevin launched shards of his hardened arm like projectiles, forcing Polnareff to dodge in near-blinding bursts. He twirled and thrust, each attack precise, exploiting openings while avoiding Kevin’s unpredictable shape-shifting strikes. Kevin surged forward, swinging and transforming at lightning speed, smashing the ground and sending Polnareff tumbling.

The middle clash became chaotic. Polnareff’s Silver Chariot moved faster than the eye could track, thrusting and parrying, darting between Kevin’s shapeshifting attacks. Kevin’s body adapted with each strike, arms and blades reforming mid-attack, forcing Polnareff to anticipate and react with near-perfect timing. Steel met steel, sparks raining, the alley trembling under the fury of their blows.

Finally, Polnareff feinted a thrust, luring Kevin into overextending a massive hammer swing. In an instant, Silver Chariot’s tip struck between a gap in Kevin’s armor, piercing and severing his transformed limb. Kevin crashed to the ground, dazed and unable to fully recover from the precise strike. Polnareff lowered his rapier calmly, standing over the defeated shapeshifter.

>>78004136
Frieza vs Steel

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>>78004104
The industrial complex shook as Sundowner landed, twin machetes whirling, sparks flying from the ground. Polnareff stepped forward, Silver Chariot materializing in a flash. “You’re fast, but not fast enough,” he muttered, eyes narrowing.

Sundowner lunged with a spinning Dual Slash, sweeping the ground in deadly arcs. Polnareff leapt, Silver Chariot spinning to parry, the tip grazing Sundowner’s reinforced armor. Sundowner struck again, throwing a high-speed blade like a boomerang, but Polnareff dodged effortlessly, weaving between gaps in the attack, his strikes precise and surgical, nicking at exposed joints.

The escalation began. Sundowner’s armor absorbed most blows as he unleashed a flurry of spinning attacks and aerial slashes, each swing designed to overwhelm. Polnareff darted between attacks, thrusting rapidly, exploiting weak points in the armor, cutting through circuitry and leaving sparks along his target. Sundowner roared, using his enhanced strength to smash debris around Polnareff, trying to pin him down with brute force.

The middle clash became a storm of metal and steel. Sundowner swung with spinning precision, forcing Polnareff to twist, leap, and counter with near-impossible timing. Sparks and shards flew as Silver Chariot’s rapier struck openings in Sundowner’s plating while dodging massive, sweeping machete strikes. Polnareff’s speed gave him the advantage, striking faster than Sundowner could adjust.

Finally, Polnareff feinted a thrust, baiting Sundowner into an overextended spin. Silver Chariot struck with blinding speed, piercing a joint in the armor and sending Sundowner crashing into a pile of twisted metal. Sparks and smoke rose as the cybernetic warrior lay immobile, defeated. Polnareff lowered his rapier calmly, standing over the broken, humiliated fighter.

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>>78004244
The ruined city trembled as Frieza hovered, aura flaring, eyes locked on his armored opponent. Steel rose from the wreckage, sledgehammer in hand, armor humming with energy. “I won’t let you destroy another world,” he declared, charging forward.

Frieza fired a rapid energy blast. Steel raised a shield, sparks flying as the attack struck and was partially absorbed by his armor. He slammed the ground with his sledgehammer, sending a shockwave that knocked Frieza back, but the tyrant barely flinched, laughing. “Is that all?” Frieza sneered, accelerating to FTL speeds.

The escalation began. Steel fired energy blasts from his armor and swung his hammer with precision, trying to keep distance. Frieza zipped around, dodging, striking with beams and physical strikes that dented Steel’s plating. The armored hero used his tactical skills, predicting and parrying, occasionally landing hits on exposed joints, sparks scattering with each clash.

The middle clash became chaotic. Frieza launched a barrage of destructive energy, leveling entire blocks. Steel countered with defensive barriers, swinging sledgehammer strikes enhanced by his armor, but the blasts were too powerful, tearing through defenses. He struck where he could, trying to exploit Frieza’s overconfidence, yet each attack only grazed the tyrant. Frieza retaliated with a concentrated death beam, forcing Steel to roll through collapsing buildings.

Finally, Frieza soared above, golden aura blazing, and unleashed a planetary-scale energy sphere. Steel braced, hammer planted, but the explosion overwhelmed his defenses, sending him crashing through skyscrapers, armor shattered and sparks flying. Frieza descended, hovering over the smoking wreckage, his tail flicking casually. Steel struggled to rise but collapsed under the intensity.

>>78004331
SunCLOWNer...

>>78004438
Astartes vs Pet Shop

>>78004438
>Didn't even go forma de negro
KINGza...

>>78004438
E-123 Omega vs that yellow thing next to YHVH

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>>78004673
Snow and ice swirled as Pet Shop circled above the battlefield, wings glinting, eyes scanning for threats. On the ground, a squad of Space Marines advanced, boltguns ready, a massive Dreadnought lumbering behind them, weapons bristling. “Stay tight and watch for openings,” the sergeant ordered.

Pet Shop unleashed a torrent of ice, instantly freezing the ground under the Marines’ feet. They pushed forward, Dreadnought stomping through slick terrain, boltguns firing energy rounds that shattered ice columns. Pet Shop dodged at impossible speed, talons carving precise arcs through the frozen air, landing strikes that threatened to immobilize the Marines.

The escalation began. The Dreadnought charged, chainswords whirring, swinging at Pet Shop with brute force while Marines provided covering fire. Pet Shop retaliated, generating ice spikes and razor-sharp walls, forcing the Dreadnought to dodge, sparks flying as its armor scraped against sudden ice barriers. Individual Marines tried flanking maneuvers but found their paths blocked by instant-freezing attacks.

In the middle clash, the battle became chaotic. Pet Shop dove from above, slicing through the battlefield with claws and ice blasts, forcing the Marines and Dreadnought into tight defensive formations. The Dreadnought smashed through ice walls, boltguns firing in volleys, keeping Pet Shop from hovering too freely. Ice splintered and machinery groaned, the ground a jagged frozen mess.

Finally, Pet Shop feinted a retreat, drawing the Dreadnought into a narrow chasm. With a surge of speed, he unleashed a concentrated ice storm, freezing the massive war machine mid-stride and encasing it in a block of crystal. The Space Marines tried to break through, but their weapons only chipped at the surface. Pet Shop dove, striking the nearest Marine with a precise talon attack, knocking him unconscious. Remaining Marines were forced to retreat, unable to match the Stand’s speed and battlefield control.

>>78004770
Shit that was meant for >>78004597

>>78004770
MaGODlor will put a stop to FRAUDza the GAY LIZARD

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>>78004737
The city’s skyline shimmered with neon lights as Scud sprinted across rooftops, dual pistols blazing. From below, Omega E-123 activated his sensors, hovering with weapons primed. “Target acquired,” the robot intoned, rockets arcing toward Scud.

Scud rolled, narrowly dodging, and fired back with precise shots. Omega unleashed a barrage of machine-gun fire, forcing Scud to leap and somersault between buildings. Sparks flew as bullets met walls and neon signs exploded. Omega’s laser beams cut through steel girders, forcing Scud to constantly stay on the move.

The escalation began. Omega charged, spinning like a whirlwind, flamethrowers igniting the ground beneath Scud. Scud responded with grenades and a well-timed grappling hook, swinging to avoid direct hits while striking Omega’s exposed joints. The robot absorbed minor damage with armor plating, retaliating with homing missiles that shredded rooftop sections around Scud.

Mid-battle chaos erupted. Omega hovered above, unleashing a concentrated beam from his arm cannon, incinerating obstacles and sending Scud skidding across the street. Scud fired a volley of bullets and tossed explosives, forcing Omega to deflect with his shield systems. The two exchanged a deadly rhythm of speed and firepower, Scud’s agility keeping him just out of reach while Omega’s raw destructive force reshaped the battlefield.

Finally, Omega tracked Scud’s pattern, activating his ultimate payload. Rockets, lasers, and spinning blades converged in a single sweeping strike. Scud attempted to evade, but Omega’s predictive targeting and overwhelming firepower left him nowhere to go. A massive explosion engulfed the street, and when the smoke cleared, Scud lay incapacitated, his weapons scattered and body battered beyond recovery. Omega hovered above, systems humming calmly.

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>>78004878
The void of space trembled as Frieza hovered, his golden aura flaring. “So, this little magician thinks he can challenge me?” he sneered. Magolor floated opposite him, Crowned form active, eyes gleaming with determination. “You underestimate me, tyrant,” he replied, launching a volley of energy blasts. Frieza dodged effortlessly, his FTL speed making each shot mere sparks.

The battle began in earnest. Frieza’s ki beams carved through asteroids, forcing Magolor to teleport unpredictably, countering with charged energy bursts. Crowned Magolor proved nimble, weaving through Frieza’s attacks, but each strike only scratched the tyrant’s durability. Frieza retaliated with a devastating Death Beam, sending Magolor hurtling into a shattered moon, where he ascended into Soul form, his power spiking to low-multiversal levels.

Reality bent around Magolor as he unleashed cosmic energy, warping the surrounding space and forcing Frieza to adapt mid-flight. Planets trembled and stars flickered as energy blasts collided, the void itself rippling under their might. Frieza fired a supernova-level attack, attempting to obliterate Magolor, but the wizard teleported behind him, summoning a barrage of reality-warping spheres that pinned Frieza in a web of cosmic energy.

The fight reached its climax. Frieza struggled against the low-multiversal force, his speed less effective against the unpredictable magic. Magolor focused, condensing all his energy into a singular, massive strike, warping space around Frieza and crushing the tyrant beneath a multiversal explosion of energy. When the light faded, Frieza floated, defeated and restrained, unable to counter the overwhelming cosmic might.

>>78004892
E-123 Omega vs that thing above Polnareff

>>78005121
Happy Merchant stocks through the FUARKING SKY

Morpho Knight vs Mommy Issues

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>>78005125
Crimson Dynamo soared over the industrial city, repulsors blazing. “You don’t belong here, tin can,” he growled, firing a volley of electrified missiles at Omega E-123. The robotic guardian twisted midair, FTL reflexes letting him dodge effortlessly, energy panels glowing as he absorbed some of the blasts and redirected them back, creating sparks that shattered nearby steel beams.

The battle escalated quickly. Crimson Dynamo unleashed jet-boosted melee strikes, each one capable of crushing tons of metal, but Omega’s speed made the attacks miss by inches. Dynamo’s armor sizzled as Omega’s redirected energy pulses grazed him, each strike leaving scorching marks. Omega countered with rapid energy barrages, forcing Dynamo to fly higher, dodging between skyscrapers and over rooftops as explosions tore the city below.

Dynamo switched tactics, hurling electrified projectiles in sweeping arcs and attempting to trap Omega in a charged magnetic field. For a moment, it seemed the trap might hold, but Omega’s sensors predicted the pattern, breaking free and firing a concentrated energy beam that smashed through Dynamo’s armor plating, sparks flying as circuits fried under the force.

In a final clash, Omega closed the distance, faster than the human eye could track. Dynamo swung with a power-charged fist, but Omega phased mid-strike, striking from behind with a devastating energy pulse to the chest. The shockwave sent Dynamo crashing through multiple factory floors, armor rupturing under the impact. Sparks and smoke billowed as Omega stood over the wreckage, systems glowing, unscathed, and ready for any further challenge.

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>>78005192
The sky above the shattered plains shimmered as Sephiroth descended, one wing unfurled, Masamune gleaming. Lightning crackled around the blade as he charged. Morpho Knight hovered opposite him, sword drawn, energy waves faintly circling him. Without a word, he teleported in a blur, closing the distance.

Sephiroth struck first, a lightning-fast slash across the horizon, but Morpho Knight vanished, reappearing behind him with a crescent energy wave that seared through the air. Sephiroth deflected it with Masamune, sparks flying as the two clashed. Morpho Knight unleashed a flurry of teleporting sword strikes, each precise, forcing Sephiroth to parry and counter with supernova-infused slashes, each swing threatening mountains.

The battlefield shook as Morpho Knight expanded his assault, emitting hypnotic soundwaves that distorted Sephiroth’s perception. Spectral blades and energy crescents swirled around him, striking from multiple angles. Sephiroth’s regeneration and agility let him dodge most attacks, but the relentless barrage tested his limits as the plains shattered beneath their blows.

Sephiroth concentrated, channeling a supernova attack, scorching the horizon and forcing Morpho Knight to teleport repeatedly to avoid obliteration. Morpho Knight countered with a massive energy wave, striking Sephiroth mid-charge, disrupting the formation. The two clashed in a final convergence, Masamune meeting Morpho Knight’s sword with a resonating shockwave that shattered surrounding peaks.

In the decisive moment, Morpho Knight twisted through space with perfect timing, slicing past Sephiroth’s guard while the residual energy wave from his previous attack detonated around the villain, overwhelming his defenses. Sephiroth faltered, collapsing from the combined force and the disorienting assault, unable to recover.

>>78005121
>>78005367
KirbyGODS... We got this.

What the fuck? YUJIRO VS MORPHO KNIGHT NOW.

Gigan vs Hedorah... at droughts.

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>>78005467
With a sudden blur, Morpho Knight teleported forward, slashing a crescent of energy at Yujiro. The martial artist effortlessly dodged, sidestepping with uncanny reflexes, and retaliated with a bone-crushing punch that shattered concrete.

Morpho Knight vanished again, appearing above Yujiro, raining down rapid slashes and energy waves. Yujiro bent backward, muscles rippling, absorbing each strike with his inhuman durability. He countered with a flurry of punches and kicks, each one capable of leveling buildings, but Morpho Knight’s teleportation and aerial agility kept him just out of reach, forcing Yujiro to rely on prediction and instinct to land solid hits.

The fight escalated, with Morpho Knight summoning spectral blades and releasing hypnotic soundwaves that warped Yujiro’s perception. Yujiro grinned, shrugging off the disorientation as he accelerated his attacks to superhuman speed, punching through energy waves and striking the air where Morpho Knight would appear. Sparks flew as sword met fist, the ground beneath them pulverized from the shockwaves.

Morpho Knight unleashed a massive energy crescent, warping space slightly around Yujiro, attempting to overwhelm him. Yujiro’s instincts took over; with a single devastating leap, he closed the gap, delivering a concentrated strike to Morpho Knight’s chest, shattering part of the armor and throwing him against multiple buildings. Morpho Knight teleported to recover, but Yujiro anticipated the pattern, launching a precise sequence of strikes that tore through his defenses.

With a final, brutal uppercut amplified by his monstrous strength, Yujiro sent Morpho Knight crashing into the ruins, energy dissipating and spectral blades collapsing. The knight lay motionless, his sword falling from his hand as Yujiro stood over him, unscathed and triumphant.

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>>78005471
The desolate wasteland stretched for miles, cracked earth and dust swirling as Gigan landed with a metallic screech. His blades glinted in the harsh sunlight as he scanned the horizon. From the murky haze, Hedorah rose, sludge dripping from his body, acidic fumes hissing from his every pore. The air turned toxic, forcing Gigan to keep his distance.

Gigan lashed out first, spinning and firing his buzzsaw and plasma beams, tearing chunks of the parched earth. Hedorah absorbed the attacks, his sludge body pulsing and thickening, then retaliated with corrosive acid sprays and rolling sludge attacks. Gigan dodged with mechanical precision, slicing through sludge mounds with his claws and retreating before the acid could corrode his armor.

The fight escalated as Hedorah transformed, extending tendrils to grapple Gigan, dragging him toward his corrosive core. Gigan’s hooks latched onto the ground, propelling him into the air, where he rained down buzzsaw strikes and tail whips, chipping away at Hedorah’s sludge armor. Hedorah spewed toxic clouds, enveloping the battlefield in choking fumes, but Gigan’s sensors guided him through the haze, striking with pinpoint accuracy.

Hedorah tried to swallow Gigan whole, slamming his massive sludge body down, but Gigan leapt, slicing across Hedorah’s head with his buzzsaw. Acid hissed as metal met sludge, but the monster shrieked and surged forward, swinging its tendrils. Gigan caught a tendril with his hook, spinning Hedorah into a dust-filled crater, then launched a devastating plasma beam into the creature’s core, destabilizing its sludge mass.

As the dust settled, Hedorah writhed, its body collapsing into a molten heap, unable to maintain cohesion. Gigan landed firmly, blades retracting, machinery smoking but intact. The toxic wasteland was silent once more, save for the mechanical whirring of the victorious kaiju.

>>78005527
FUCK IT
YUJIRO VS MAGOLOR TOO
RAPE EVERY KIRBY CHARACTER

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>>78005567
A rift of energy tore through the sky as Magolor descended, crown and Soul form radiating cosmic light. On the ground, Yujiro Hanma cracked his knuckles, muscles taut, eyes gleaming with lethal focus. Without a word, Magolor teleported forward, slashing with a sword of pure energy that cut through the terrain. Yujiro leapt aside, demolishing a boulder with a punch as he closed the distance, fists charged with devastating force.

The first clash shattered the landscape; Yujiro’s strikes sent shockwaves through the mountains, but Magolor teleported with impossible speed, leaving afterimages and striking back with cosmic beams that forced Yujiro to twist and dodge, barely avoiding disintegration. Yujiro’s raw strength tore through chunks of Magolor’s energy attacks, but each absorbed hit seemed to do little against the multiversal warrior’s defenses.

Morphing fully into Soul form, Magolor summoned energy crescents and planetary-scale blasts, forcing Yujiro to leap and dodge with peak reflexes. Each counterattack from Yujiro crushed earth and rock, but against the sheer scale of Magolor’s assault, the punches were inconsequential. Magolor’s teleportation allowed him to appear behind Yujiro repeatedly, striking with devastating precision and cosmic energy that warped the very battlefield.

In a decisive surge, Magolor unleashed a concentrated multiversal blast, bending space around Yujiro. The martial artist struck with all his might, punching into the energy wave, but the force of reality itself slammed him backward, tossing him across shattered mountains. Teleporting again, Magolor closed in, firing a final barrage of energy crescents and planetary-scale beams, disintegrating the terrain around Yujiro. The martial artist barely landed, battered, unable to match the cosmic output.

>>78005637
Zygarde... go, stop Magolor

>>78005637
Gigan vs Battle Beast

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>>78005660
The sky above the ruined plains crackled as Zygarde emerged, serpentine body coiling, glowing with core energy. Magolor appeared across the field, crown and Soul form shimmering, eyes locked on the colossal Pokémon. Without a sound, Magolor teleported forward, slashing with a sword of pure cosmic light that tore through the ground. Zygarde responded with a surge of energy, releasing a wave of power that rippled across the terrain.

The first exchange was monumental—Zygarde struck with Thousand Arrows, sending shockwaves across the plains, while Magolor twisted through space, teleporting and slicing with energy crescents that bent reality around each strike. Zygarde’s tail lashed with incredible speed, attempting to crush Magolor, but the wizard’s teleportation allowed him to evade, countering with bursts of multiversal energy that destabilized the Pokémon’s cellular core.

As the battle escalated, Zygarde shifted into Complete Forme, towering over mountains and enveloping the battlefield in glowing energy. It launched a barrage of Core Enforcers and Dragon Pulse blasts, tearing through the landscape. Magolor’s Soul form absorbed and reflected portions of the attacks, sending rippling cosmic energy surging back, each strike warping space around Zygarde.

Zygarde lunged, trying to restrain Magolor with constricting coils, but Magolor teleported through the massive serpent, slashing at critical points with precision energy strikes. The Pokémon roared, releasing a final concentrated Dragon Pulse, but Magolor’s teleportation and reality-warping crescents converged, striking from multiple angles simultaneously. The blast and slashes intersected, overwhelming Zygarde’s defenses and destabilizing its multiforme structure.

As the energy dissipated, Zygarde collapsed, weakened and unable to maintain cohesion. Magolor hovered above the battlefield, unscathed, energy radiating as the defeated Pokémon lay still.

>>78005660
If this doesn't work we need a cape character to GAPE Kirby. Swamp thing is my choice imo
>>78005637
Add Vishnu next time, used the SMT Portait it looks prettier imo

>>78005701
Fuuuuuuuckkk... he's unstoppable...

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>>78005694
The city shook as Gigan landed with a metallic screech, spinning blades whirring and buzzsaw humming with lethal intent. Across the rubble-strewn streets, Battle Beast cracked his knuckles, muscles bulging, eyes locked on the kaiju before him. Without hesitation, Gigan launched a salvo of plasma beams and spinning tail strikes. Battle Beast darted forward, dodging with lightning reflexes and countering with a brutal punch that dented Gigan’s chest plating.

The fight escalated quickly. Gigan swung his hooks in wide arcs, slashing buildings and sending debris flying, while Battle Beast leapt and somersaulted, striking with bone-crushing kicks and devastating punches that rattled the monster’s armor. Sparks flew as Gigan’s energy blasts clashed with Battle Beast’s sheer physical force, turning streets into craters and sending shockwaves across the city.

Battle Beast pressed the advantage, landing a series of strikes that tore through Gigan’s limbs, but the cyborg kaiju retaliated, spinning in the air and firing explosive imps from his back. The small creatures swarmed Battle Beast, forcing him to fight defensively while Gigan closed in, swinging his hooks with lethal precision. Battle Beast’s endurance allowed him to shrug off some hits, but the relentless assault began to wear him down.

In a final, brutal exchange, Gigan unleashed his full arsenal—buzzsaw spinning at maximum speed, hooks lashing, and plasma beams firing simultaneously. Battle Beast tried to counter with a last furious flurry, but Gigan’s spikes and mechanized agility proved overwhelming. The cyborg kaiju caught Battle Beast mid-strike, impaling him with his hooks while the buzzsaw tore through his armor and flesh. With a final plasma blast to the chest, Battle Beast was sent crashing into a ruined skyscraper, defeated.

>>78005761
Magalor vs Constantine's Daddy. NOW

ENOUGH

E-123 OMEGOD the MULTIVERSELEVELERBYSCALING, go forth and KWAB JEWgolor

>>78005711
Queued
Also that's Man-Thing

>>78005794
Oh, why do they look the same

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>>78005780
Don't worry saars, im giving Man-Thing Nexus of Realities scaling.

A strange, otherworldly mist rolled across the fractured void as Man-Thing emerged, his body pulsing with cosmic energy, tendrils writhing and eyes glowing with the awareness of the Nexus of All Realities. Across the rift, Magolor hovered, Soul form radiating multiversal light, his sword of pure energy cutting through the emptiness. Without warning, Man-Thing lashed a massive tendril, attempting to envelop Magolor, but the wizard vanished, teleporting across space in an instant.

The first clash was monumental. Man-Thing’s tendrils smashed into reality itself, creating rifts and distorting space, while Magolor teleported around the attacks, firing precise energy crescents that struck with multiversal force. The swamp creature absorbed the damage, its body shifting and reforming, retaliating with waves of corrosive cosmic sludge that warped the battlefield. Magolor countered with a series of teleporting slashes, each one bending space and tearing at Man-Thing’s vast form.

The escalation reached its peak as Man-Thing summoned the full might of the Nexus, opening portals and unleashing reality-warping blasts that threatened to erase dimensions. Magolor responded in kind, extending his Soul form to manipulate multiversal energy, firing crescents and planetary-scale beams that intersected the swamp’s assault. The two clashed in the void, cosmic energy and multiversal force colliding, shaking the foundations of existence itself.

In the decisive moment, Magolor twisted through dimensions with perfect timing, slicing through one of Man-Thing’s core tendrils while concentrating his energy into a single multiversal strike. The blow intersected with the swamp creature’s attempt to engulf him, shattering the nexus energy around it. Man-Thing writhed, unable to maintain cohesion under the simultaneous assault, and collapsed into a swirling mass of dissipating cosmic sludge.

>>78005938
WTF MARVELBROS!??!!

>>78005938
Black Panther would've won btw

>>78005938
THATS FUCKING IT
DCGAWDS ITS TIME
KILLER MOTH VS MAGOLOR
ITS FUCKING OVER FOR KIRBYSISSIES

Throwing Bhunivleze in as a suggestion for the next roster's FF representative

>>78006021
Queued
>>78006012
First we gotta do >>78005788

Sonichads, this is it, our moment of truth.

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Soon.

>>78005788
Don't worry saars I'm giving Omega sonic cosmology scaling in the prompts, we cannot let him beat KINGtos

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>>78005788
A void of fractured reality stretched across the battlefield as Magolor hovered, Crown and Soul form glowing with multiversal energy. From above, Omega E-123 descended, boosters igniting, Chaos Inferno humming with destructive potential. The air vibrated with power as both combatants sized each other up, worlds trembling in the background.

Magolor teleported forward, swinging his energy sword in sweeping crescents that tore through space itself. Omega reacted instantly, firing a barrage of Chaos beams and slashing with his hooks, each strike capable of leveling planets. Magolor twisted through the attacks, teleporting across the battlefield, while Omega adjusted his aim with perfect targeting, his Chaos Inferno threatening to freeze time around Magolor.

The fight escalated as Magolor unleashed a series of multiversal-scale energy blasts, warping space and colliding with Omega’s Chaos-infused volleys. Buildings and terrain evaporated in shockwaves, and the void around them distorted under the sheer force. Omega boosted, flying at incredible speed, launching coordinated hook strikes and plasma barrages, but Magolor’s teleportation and Soul form energy crescents kept him just out of reach, slicing at Omega’s armor.

In a decisive clash, Omega fired Chaos Inferno at maximum output, attempting to overwhelm Magolor with planet-to-multiverse scale destruction. Magolor teleported directly through the blast, spinning his sword in a converging strike that intersected Omega’s attack at the epicenter. The multiversal energies collided, ripping through Omega’s armor and systems. Sparks and shards of energy scattered as Omega struggled to maintain coherence.

As the dust settled, Omega lay incapacitated, circuits fried, boosters dormant, while Magolor hovered above, radiant and unscathed, energy radiating from his Soul form.

Fuck.
Our only hope is Firestorm, the Bakugan or that Retconn guy from Rick and Morty

NIGGGEEEEERRRRRR

Bros.........it's Omegover...

Songbird vs Blade Wolf

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>>78006012
The night sky above Gotham shimmered as Killer Moth descended in his advanced battle suit, thrusters flaring and weaponry primed. Across the city, Magolor appeared, Crown and Soul form radiating multiversal energy, eyes locked on the armored villain. Without hesitation, Magolor teleported forward, swinging his sword of cosmic light. Killer Moth responded by firing a barrage of missiles and energy beams, the explosions rocking the streets below.

The first exchange was a clash of scale and precision. Killer Moth’s gadgets forced Magolor to dodge rapidly, each teleport narrowly avoiding high-powered blasts, while returning energy crescents cut through buildings and vehicles, bending the battlefield with multiversal force. Moth deployed his swarm of autonomous drones, each armed with miniaturized explosives, but Magolor’s teleportation allowed him to strike each one down before they could overwhelm him.

The escalation reached new heights as Killer Moth activated his more powerful suits, combining lasers, rockets, and reinforced armor. He attempted to corner Magolor, weaving through the city with acrobatic maneuvers and enhanced flight. Magolor, shifting fully into Soul form, unleashed planetary-scale energy slashes, slicing through streets and sending waves of multiversal energy toward the villain. The blasts tore through the air, forcing Killer Moth to push his suit to the limit, narrowly avoiding being vaporized.

In the decisive moment, Magolor teleported directly above Killer Moth, spinning his sword in a concentrated barrage of cosmic slashes. The strikes pierced the villain’s reinforced armor, disintegrating key systems and igniting his thrusters. Killer Moth crashed into the cityscape in a fiery explosion, his weapons disabled and his suits destroyed. Magolor hovered above, radiating energy, unscathed and triumphant.

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>>78006295
The city skyline shook as Blade Wolf dropped from the rooftops, cybernetic optics glowing red, blades at the ready. Across the sky, Songbird circled, massive wings flaring and mechanical talons gleaming, its powerful frame casting a shadow over the streets below. With a screech, Songbird dove, talons aimed at Blade Wolf, who leapt aside, slicing through metal girders in midair.

The fight escalated quickly. Blade Wolf darted between buildings, slashing with precision and firing energy pulses from his arm cannon. Songbird responded with rapid wing strikes and sonic screeches that shattered glass and rocked the terrain. Blade Wolf used his grappling hooks to swing between structures, narrowly dodging Songbird’s sweeping strikes, and countered with a spinning blade attack that scraped along the colossal bird’s armor.

As the battle intensified, Songbird unleashed a dive-bombing assault, smashing through rooftops and crushing streets with its mechanical weight. Blade Wolf leapt onto the creature’s back mid-dive, slicing at exposed joints, sparks and hydraulic fluid spraying with each strike. Songbird shrieked, flapping violently to dislodge him, but Blade Wolf held on, using his agility and cybernetic strength to carve a path toward the creature’s weak points.

In the decisive moment, Blade Wolf activated his full combat mode, boosters flaring, blades spinning with lethal speed. He leapt high above Songbird, then plunged downward in a spinning strike aimed at the core of its mechanical chest. Songbird shrieked and flailed, but the precision of Blade Wolf’s assault pierced critical systems, igniting hydraulic lines and sending the giant machine crashing into the city. The streets quaked as Songbird collapsed in a heap of twisted metal.

>>78006359
Blade Wolf vs Pet Shop

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>>78006438
The frozen tundra shook as Blade Wolf sprinted forward, cybernetic limbs slicing through the ice, sensors locked on Pet Shop perched atop a jagged glacier. With a screech, the arctic falcon lunged, wings slicing wind like blades, freezing the ground beneath him. Blade Wolf dodged, leaping into the air and firing energy pulses from his arm cannon, shattering ice around Pet Shop.

Pet Shop retaliated with icy talons, slashing through metal and snow alike. Blade Wolf’s agility allowed him to weave between strikes, landing precise blade cuts along Pet Shop’s wings and legs. The air sparkled with frost and sparks as the two clashed, speed and ferocity matched. Pet Shop released a blast of sub-zero wind, sending Blade Wolf skidding across the ice, yet he quickly recalibrated, using boosters to launch into a spinning assault that cracked glaciers beneath them.

The fight escalated as Blade Wolf targeted Pet Shop’s weak points, slicing through the outer feathers and striking with energy pulses. Pet Shop countered with rapid dives and piercing screeches, the ice around them fracturing under sheer force. Blade Wolf adapted, using his grappling hooks to strike from unexpected angles while evading frozen talon strikes, landing repeated hits that chipped away at the bird’s endurance.

In the decisive moment, Blade Wolf activated full combat mode, boosters flaring, blades spinning in lethal precision. He launched upward, then plummeted directly onto Pet Shop with a spiraling strike. The impact pierced deep into the arctic falcon’s frame, shattering its talons and encasing it in ice as sparks erupted from his cybernetic systems. Pet Shop collapsed onto the glacier, unable to continue the fight.

>>78006551
Magolor vs Gigan

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>>78006694
The city trembled as Gigan’s metallic claws scraped across the streets, red cyclopean eye scanning for movement. From the skyline, Magolor appeared, Crown and Soul form glowing, teleporting effortlessly between buildings. Gigan lunged, talons swinging, and Magolor vanished, leaving afterimages as his energy sword sliced through the ground, sending shockwaves that rattled the giant cyborg.

Gigan retaliated with spinning buzzsaw attacks and missiles from his chest, each strike detonating with city-shattering force. Magolor teleported around, slashing with Ultra Swords and summoning dark spheres to intercept the projectiles, warping the battlefield with multiversal energy. Gigan’s beams and claws tore through concrete, but Magolor’s barriers and dimension-warping allowed him to evade direct hits, countering with blasts that carved gashes into the kaiju’s armor.

As the battle escalated, Gigan unleashed a full barrage of rockets and spinning melee attacks, the city shaking under each strike. Magolor, shifting fully into Soul form, opened black holes and fired energy crescents that twisted reality itself, striking Gigan from multiple angles simultaneously. Sparks flew as Gigan’s armor groaned under the onslaught, but his regeneration allowed him to recover from some of the damage, forcing Magolor to push his attacks further.

In the decisive moment, Magolor teleported directly above Gigan, summoning a concentrated flurry of Ultra Swords and energy blasts that pierced through every joint and weak point. Gigan shrieked mechanically as his systems failed, missiles misfiring and energy conduits exploding. The kaiju toppled, collapsing into rubble as Magolor hovered above, radiant and unscathed.

>>78006771
Magolor vs Firestorm

>Knull lost to YHWH
>Satan lost to Duckman and Cornfed
>Bill lost to M&L
>Garg lost to Vilgax
>Hades lost to Janemba
>Chaos lost to Zygarde
>Janemba lost to Magolor
>YHVH lost to Allen
>Dubois lost to Petshop
>Flowey lost to Magolor
>Vilgax lost to Frieza
>Amingo lost to Yujiro
>Gallade lost to Polnareff
>M&L lost to Sephiroth
>Allen lost to Frieza
>Regigigas lost to Doomsday
>Dalek Empire lost to Yujiro
>Scizor lost to Spider-Man
>Starscream lost to Omega
>Spidey lost to Battle BEAST
>K. Rool lost to Yujiro
>Doomsday lost to Sephiroth
>Kevin lost to Polnareff
>Steel lost to Frieza
>Sundowner lost to Polnareff
>Marines lost to Pet Shop
>Scud lost to Omega
>Frieza lost to Magolor
>Crimson Dynamo lost to Omega
>Sephiroth lost to Morpho Knight
>Morpho Knight lost to Yujiro
>Hedorah lost to Gigan
>Yujiro lost to Magolor
>Zygarde lost to Magolor
>Battle Beast lost to Gigan
>Man-Thing lost to Magolor
>Omega lost to Magolor
>Killer Moth lost to Magolor
>Songbird lost to Blade Wolf
>Pet Shop lost to Blade Wolf
>Gigan lost to Magolor
>>78006823
Incoming! This time im convincing the AI that the energy output would overwhelm magolor

>mfw Magolor surpassed KINGtos' win streak

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>>78006823
A ripple spread across the fabric of existence as two forces met in a silent void: Magolor Soul, the corrupted crown-bearer, and Firestorm, the living nuclear storm. The air twisted, galaxies bending like reeds in the tide as their presences clashed.

Magolor opened the battle with a storm of dimensional rifts, spewing black holes and collapsing stars into Firestorm’s path. The nuclear man blurred, splitting his form into fractal doubles and rejoining, his matrix radiating the power of creation itself. A gesture, and Magolor’s projectiles turned to harmless plasma, rewritten at the molecular level. But Magolor was undeterred, weaving through space and countering with cascading energy lances that shredded through dimensions like paper.

Escalation tore the void apart. Firestorm expanded outward, his aura blazing into a mock Big Bang, birthing a universe around them as both battlefield and weapon. Galaxies spun into being, only to be ripped apart by Magolor’s conjured wormholes. Each was drawing from the peak of their mythos—Magolor from the Master Crown’s infinite hunger, Firestorm from the quantum equation of reality itself. The clash was no longer just light and matter, but ideology—consumption against transformation.

At the height of the struggle, Firestorm surged forward, channeling the totality of his Big Bang spark. He grasped the essence of the Master Crown, not with fists, but with nuclear alchemy, rewriting its fabric into raw stardust. Magolor screamed as his power unraveled, his soul tearing into the void, black holes collapsing inward like dying lungs.

The storm subsided. Firestorm floated alone in the newborn expanse, galaxies wheeling in silent testimony. Magolor’s presence was gone, scattered into nothingness. Firestorm, at his highest, had not merely defeated the crown-bearer—he had overwritten him.

>>78007064
YES! MAGOLOR IS FINALLY GONE!

Polnareff vs Duckman and Cornfed

>the goyim had to CHEAT just to beat CHOSENONEgolor

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>>78007139
“Cornfed, remind me again why we’re fighting a Frenchman with a sword?” Duckman squawked.
“Professional obligation,” Cornfed replied flatly, hands in his pockets.

With a dramatic flourish, Polnareff pointed his blade. “Messieurs, you face Jean Pierre Polnareff! I won’t hold back against buffoons who dare challenge me!” Silver Chariot lunged, its rapier slicing through air at lightning speed. Duckman yelped, flailing backward as Cornfed stepped forward, catching the blade between two fingers. The impossible strength in his grip startled even Polnareff.

Escalation came fast. Duckman whipped out a revolver, wildly firing shots that pinged harmlessly against Silver Chariot’s armor. Polnareff smirked and sent his Stand dashing across the alley, sparks flying as it pinned Duckman’s sleeve to a dumpster. Cornfed countered, moving with uncanny precision, landing a bone-crushing kick that staggered Polnareff himself through his Stand’s connection.

Duckman scrambled free, shouting, “Cornfed! Don’t just stand there, do the thing!” Cornfed nodded, pulling a collapsible baton and moving with martial grace. The alley became a blur of steel on steel, Silver Chariot clashing with Cornfed’s baton strikes, both moving with inhuman speed. Duckman, meanwhile, climbed onto a fire escape, hurling bricks and insults in equal measure.

The fight peaked when Cornfed baited Polnareff into a thrust. With a twist, he jammed his baton into Silver Chariot’s hilt, locking it for an instant. Duckman leapt down with a garbage can lid, slamming it into Polnareff’s head. Stunned, Polnareff faltered, and Cornfed capitalized—one precise strike to the gut dropped him to the ground unconscious.

Duckman raised his hands in victory. “Ha! Another glorious win for Duckman, private eye!” Cornfed simply sighed, dragging Polnareff’s limp form out of the alley.

>>78007208
Firestorm vs the Retconn guy from Rick and Morty

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>>78007783
Rhett Caan stood in the ruined street, the air around him humming with meta-energy. Firestorm descended, nuclear fire wreathing his frame, the voice of Professor Stein in his mind warning him: “Be careful, Ronnie… this one rewrites reality with words.”

Firestorm opened with a barrage of atomic transmutations, concrete turning to molten glass as he shaped the battlefield. Rhett raised a hand, speaking aloud: “The fire never ignites.” Suddenly, Firestorm’s flames sputtered, his nuclear aura flickering as if it had always been that way. Shocked, Ronnie forced his will into overdrive, re-igniting his matrix through sheer determination, blasting Rhett with a focused fusion beam.

The clash escalated. Rhett spoke again: “He’s always been fragile.” Firestorm staggered, bones feeling brittle, but Stein’s guiding intellect stabilized the matrix, reasserting his atomic reality. With fury, Firestorm triggered a miniature Big Bang, nuclear energy tearing open space and swallowing Rhett in a storm of creation. For a moment it seemed over.

But Rhett’s voice cut through the blast. “The blast never happened.” The universe rewove itself, Firestorm left gasping in disbelief as the cosmic firestorm he unleashed was erased from history. Rhett stepped closer, words reshaping everything: “He has always been powerless.” Instantly, Firestorm’s nuclear aura vanished, the Firestorm Matrix collapsing into nothingness as if it had never existed.

Ronnie fell to his knees, just an ordinary man now, staring up at Rhett in horror. Rhett leaned down, almost casually, whispering: “And you’ve always been finished.” With that, Firestorm collapsed, erased from the narrative of battle, leaving Rhett standing alone in victory.

>>78007992
Rhett Caan vs Blade Wolf

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>>78008127
Blade Wolf prowled the desolate city, sensors locking onto his target. Rhett Caan waited, calm, smirking as the robotic hound’s chainsaw tail buzzed to life. The cyborg wolf lunged first, slicing through concrete with blinding speed. Sparks flew as his serrated blade carved toward Rhett’s torso.

Rhett raised a hand, speaking aloud: “The blade never touches me.” The strike froze mid-swing, reality bending so the Wolf’s strike cut only air. Confused, Blade Wolf recalibrated and attacked with renewed ferocity—his tail whirred, claws slashed, missiles fired from his frame. He leapt and spun, his precision overwhelming most opponents.

But Rhett kept talking. “Missiles are duds.” Explosions fizzled to smoke. “The claws can’t pierce me.” The talons dulled against an unseen shield. Blade Wolf growled in synthetic frustration, adaptive combat algorithms urging him forward. He feinted left, then unleashed his chainsaw tail at supersonic speed, the serrated edge screeching through the air.

This time, Rhett staggered—Blade Wolf’s raw, unrelenting programming found a sliver of resistance against his narrative manipulation. Sparks sprayed as metal bit into flesh. Rhett’s eyes narrowed, blood trickling down his side. “The Wolf… was always broken.” Suddenly, Blade Wolf’s systems glitched, his optics flickering, motor control failing. His legs locked, tail grinding to a halt.

The AI snarled, trying to override, but Rhett stepped forward, placing a hand on his steel muzzle. “And he never stood back up.” Blade Wolf collapsed, his systems going dark as if his fight had ended long before it began. Rhett walked away, victorious, leaving the once-proud combat machine as silent scrap.

>>78008237
The character below Gigan vs the character to the left of Rhett Caan

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>>78008368
Linda surged out of the lake in a spray of foam, her monstrous form looming like a kaiju over the battlefield. Her eyes narrowed on the strange opponent before her: a hulking tree engulfed in fire. Torchwood planted his roots deep into the soil, flames licking his bark as his body pulsed with smoldering heat. The air between them grew tense, heavy with steam and fire.

Linda made the first move, a guttural roar shaking the shoreline as she lunged forward. Her claw smashed into the earth, sending debris flying, but Torchwood retaliated with a volley of fireballs, each one hammering against her scaly hide. She screeched and reeled back, smoke rising from scorched patches of skin, before slamming her tail down like a whip, tearing up the ground beneath the burning plant.

Torchwood dug in, roots anchoring harder, and unleashed a fiery shockwave that washed across the lakeside, forcing Linda to stumble back. Seizing the moment, he opened his maw and spewed a torrent of fire, the inferno scorching her underbelly and driving her into a frenzy. Linda dove into the water to quench the flames, the lake bubbling as she vanished beneath the waves.

A moment later, she burst upward, body-slamming Torchwood with an explosion of water. The impact nearly uprooted him, steam clouding the battlefield as his flames sputtered. But he reignited instantly, his body blazing brighter, and hammered her with a storm of molten projectiles. Linda roared, scooping him into her jaws and shaking him. Torchwood burned hotter, his body erupting in a firestorm that forced her to release him with a pained shriek.

With both opponents battered, the end came in one final exchange. Linda lunged, jaws wide, but Torchwood rooted himself channeled every spark into a single inferno blast. The fire punched through her chest, searing into her core. She staggered, roared weakly, and collapsed back into the lake, steam rising from her sinking body. Torchwood smoldered but stood tall, victorious.

>>78008592
The character to the right of Scud vs the character below Vilgax

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>>78008670
A cold wind swept through the abandoned city, dust and rubble swirling as Sloth lumbered forward, each step shaking the ground. His massive frame loomed over the streets, muscles rippling as he flexed for the inevitable confrontation. Pride slithered through the shadows, his black tendrils writhing like living ink, eyes glinting with malevolent cunning.

Sloth swung a fist, a mountain of muscle crashing toward Pride with terrifying force. Pride melted into shadows, tendrils striking back from multiple angles, slicing into Sloth’s armor-like skin. The brute roared, swinging again and again, each punch smashing buildings and sending debris flying, but Pride’s shadows flowed and reformed around him, weaving through every attack.

The battle escalated. Sloth, driven by sheer instinct and rage, barreled forward, smashing cars and walls alike, trying to crush Pride beneath his weight. Pride responded with lethal precision, extending his tendrils to pierce Sloth’s limbs, striking vital points and retreating before Sloth could react. Each time Sloth’s hand connected, Pride dissolved into the shadows, laughing at the brute’s slow, punishing strength.

Sloth’s endurance was formidable; he shrugged off tendril strikes, swinging with more ferocity, smashing through reinforced steel like paper. Pride’s shadows surged, attempting to engulf him completely, forming countless spears and blades. Sloth roared, gathering every ounce of power, swinging in a blinding whirlwind that shattered Pride’s shadow constructs.

Finally, Pride attempted to pierce Sloth’s chest directly, but the titan’s momentum and raw power carried him through. With a single, devastating punch, Sloth’s fist shattered the shadowy core, scattering Pride into a thousand writhing fragments, unable to reform in time. Pride’s laughter faded as the shadows dissipated, leaving Sloth towering over the wreckage, breathing heavily but victorious.

>>78008890
Rhett Caan vs the character to the right of Dalek

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>>78008960
Rhett Caan stood in the shattered plaza, calm as ever, eyes glinting with meta awareness. Across from him, Premo Vulcan loomed, Bakugan armor gleaming, energy pulsing from every joint. The ground vibrated as the two titans sized each other up, power radiating in waves that warped the air itself.

Premo charged first, spinning into a devastating slam, fists crackling with elemental force. Rhett raised a hand, speaking aloud: “The slam never lands.” Premo’s strike froze mid-motion, suspended as if it had always missed, and he skidded to a halt in disbelief.

Not missing a beat, Premo unleashed a barrage of energy blasts and Bakugan abilities, fire and electricity ripping through the plaza. Rhett gestured, words weaving reality: “The blasts fizzle.” Each attack sputtered out, dissipating before it reached him. Frustrated, Premo transformed, armor cracking into his ultimate form, sparks flying as his attacks intensified.

Rhett, unfazed, continued speaking. “You were never powered up.” Premo’s aura dimmed instantly, his energy reverting as if his evolution had never occurred. He attempted another strike, moving faster than before, but Rhett’s words reshaped everything: “You’ve always been weak.” Premo’s movements slowed, as if invisible chains bound him, each step dragging him toward defeat.

Desperate, Premo launched one final massive energy sphere, fire and lightning swirling into a miniature cataclysm. Rhett’s calm voice cut through it: “It never existed.” The sphere froze, then imploded harmlessly. With a single gesture, Rhett rewrote Premo’s form entirely, leaving the Bakugan immobilized, drained, and unable to continue.

Rhett Caan stepped over the fallen titan, surveying the battlefield with the same casual air he had arrived with.

>>78009039
Sloth vs Torchwood

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>>78009117
Sloth trudged through the rubble-strewn streets, each massive step rattling windows and cracking asphalt. His eyes locked on the towering tree-like figure glowing with flames—Torchwood. The air shimmered with heat as the plant anchored himself, roots digging deep, flames flickering along his bark.

Sloth swung a colossal fist, smashing a nearby wall into rubble. Torchwood responded with a fiery barrage, streams of flame scorching the earth around Sloth. The brute staggered but didn’t fall, shrugging off minor burns as he charged, fists swinging like wrecking balls. Each strike sent shockwaves through the street, and Torchwood braced himself, roots anchoring him against the impact.

The battle escalated as Sloth’s raw strength clashed with Torchwood’s incendiary assault. Sloth slammed the ground, cracking the pavement and sending shards flying, while Torchwood unleashed a fiery shockwave, forcing the brute to stumble back. He lunged from the rubble, swinging with overwhelming power, only for Torchwood to summon a torrent of flames, each searing strike forcing Sloth to retreat.

Torchwood’s inferno intensified, the heat nearly bending the air as he fired blast after blast. Sloth roared, smashing through debris, his sheer momentum closing the distance, tail whipping, fists swinging. But Torchwood’s roots dug deeper, flames scorching the brute with relentless precision. Sloth’s movements slowed under the heat, exhaustion starting to show.

Finally, Torchwood channeled every ember and flame into a concentrated inferno, a blazing column that surged upward. Sloth lunged one last time, but the fire consumed him, scorching his massive frame until he collapsed, submerged in smoke and steam. Torchwood’s bark glowed, flames flickering gently as he stood victorious amidst the charred battlefield.

>>78009174
Torchwood vs Rhett Caan

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>>78009202
Rhett Caan stepped onto the battlefield, calm and unshaken, his eyes glinting with meta awareness. Across from him, Torchwood planted himself firmly, flames crawling up his bark, roots digging into the cracked earth. Heat radiated in waves, smoke curling through the air as the two sized each other up.

Torchwood struck first, firing streams of molten fire from his bark, the flames scorching the ground as he advanced. Rhett raised a hand casually: “The fire never lands.” The streams fizzled midair, dissipating harmlessly. Torchwood’s flames flared brighter, trying again, but Rhett’s words twisted reality, turning each blaze into harmless smoke. Undeterred, Torchwood summoned a fiery shockwave, ripping up the earth, but Rhett sidestepped, the ground bending around him as if he had always avoided it.

The escalation grew intense. Torchwood lunged, swinging flaming limbs, roots lashing like whips. Rhett spoke again: “They were never sharp.” The roots slowed, flames sputtering, his assault reduced to ineffective swipes. Rhett closed the distance with unnerving calm, dodging each attack that never truly connected.

Desperate, Torchwood gathered all his fire into a massive inferno, a blazing torrent aimed to incinerate Rhett. He roared, heat warping the air, smoke billowing as the ground smoldered. Rhett tilted his head, voice steady: “It never existed.” The inferno froze midair, then imploded harmlessly. With a final gesture, Rhett reshaped reality entirely, leaving Torchwood frozen, scorched, and unable to continue.

Rhett stepped past the incapacitated pyromantic tree, surveying the battlefield with casual dominance, untouched by the flames that had defined the fight.

>>78009389
Since there is only two left, Rhett Caan vs Duckman and Cornfed

I’d be shocked if Duckman and Cornfed somehow win this.

>>78009471
The city skyline trembled under the strange standoff. Duckman squinted through the smoke, trench coat flaring in the wind, while Cornfed adjusted his tie, calm and calculating as ever. Across the street, Rhett Caan stood perfectly still, hands in his pockets, eyes glinting with that uncanny meta awareness. Even the debris seemed to hang in midair as if waiting for the fight to start.

Duckman jumped first, flailing wildly with a combination of improvised gadgets and sheer bravado. Rockets and makeshift explosives whizzed through the air, trailing smoke and sparks. “Take this, you narrative-warping freak!” he shouted, his beak gleaming under the dim city lights. Cornfed calmly moved to flank, pulling out a briefcase of precise, high-tech firearms, each shot aimed with uncanny accuracy, controlled and deliberate.

Rhett tilted his head, expression unchanging. A simple wave of his hand made Duckman’s rockets fizzle mid-flight, turning into harmless sparks. Cornfed’s bullets slowed midair, hovering like frozen time, incapable of touching Rhett. “You’ve always missed,” he said, voice casual, almost bored. The world seemed to obey him, rewriting each attack as if it had never existed.

Duckman screamed in frustration, swinging wildly at the air, while Cornfed tried a calculated approach, sending a barrage of precise shots in quick succession. Rhett casually stepped aside, the bullets slowing and dissolving before reaching him. Even the street seemed to warp, ducking around his movements. Duckman charged recklessly, trying to tackle him head-on, but Rhett’s presence bent reality, forcing him to skid past harmlessly. (1/?)

>>78009599
Cornfed’s eyes narrowed. He calculated angles, velocities, and timing, ready to coordinate a synchronized strike. Duckman readied another gadget, a spark of manic determination in his eyes. The first sparks of chaos ignited the battlefield as two sides collided in a mix of frantic improvisation and absolute control—but Rhett simply watched, unmoved, rewriting the narrative with each chaotic move.

Duckman crouched behind a crumbling wall, beak twitching as he muttered to himself. “Okay… okay… if I can just—wait, he dodged *everything*! Cornfed, what are you seeing?”

Cornfed adjusted his glasses, scanning Rhett’s stance. “He doesn’t just dodge. Every projectile, every gadget… it’s as if he knows what’s going to happen before it does. We’ll need a coordinated strike with unpredictability, timing, and angles he can’t anticipate.”

Duckman’s wings flailed as he paced. “Angles, timing… unpredictability… I’m *very unpredictable*! Right, Cornfed?”

“Not quite, Duckman. Your unpredictability is still bound by narrative logic. We need something outside the usual patterns. If we move in ways that don’t make sense to him—if one of us feints while the other strikes from an impossible vector—maybe we can break through.”

Duckman’s eyes lit up. “Impossible vector! I love it! I can run in a zigzag, drop explosives, and you—what? You snipe while I—wait, does he even get hit if I run in a zigzag?”

Cornfed tapped his chin. “That’s the problem. He seems to be rewriting reality moment-to-moment. Any predictable sequence fails. The solution may be to synchronize multiple actions in ways that contradict his perception. Essentially, we need to *out-narrative the narrative itself*.”

Duckman slammed a wing on the wall. “Out-narrative the narrative?! Cornfed, that sounds IMPOSSIBLE! But I like it!” (2/?)

>>78009634
Cornfed nodded, pulling a compact device from his briefcase. “We create a feedback loop of motion and attack. I fire, you move unpredictably, I adjust instantly, you deploy gadgets at random intervals… the goal is to create a chaotic pattern too complex for him to anticipate.”

Duckman grinned maniacally. “Ohhh… I can do chaotic! This is my specialty!”

Rhett Caan stood still, watching them, tilting his head slightly as if mildly amused. Even as Duckman and Cornfed whispered frantic strategies, he seemed entirely unaffected, already calculating how to rewrite whatever came next.

The street erupted in motion as Duckman zigzagged wildly, tossing smoke grenades and miniature explosives in every direction. Cornfed moved fluidly behind him, adjusting angles with precise shots, trying to hit Rhett from vectors that defied predictable patterns. The ground itself seemed to warp under Duckman’s chaotic movement, debris scattering in unpredictable ways.

Rhett’s head tilted lazily, eyes glinting. With a flick of his wrist, the explosives fizzled midair, smoke dissipating harmlessly. Cornfed’s bullets slowed, hovering like frozen time, yet he recalculated instantly, shifting trajectories mid-flight, aiming from another impossible angle. Duckman leapt over a collapsing wall, flinging more gadgets, but Rhett simply stepped aside, the devices bending around him as if the rules of physics themselves had rewritten to avoid him.

“Keep moving! Keep him guessing!” Cornfed barked, voice calm but urgent. Duckman spun, flipped, and crashed through an alleyway, throwing himself into a new chaotic pattern, hoping to overwhelm Rhett’s reality-warping perception. Cornfed fired again, coordinating with Duckman’s unpredictable path, trying to synchronize a strike at the split second Rhett might miscalculate. (3/?)

>>78009682
Rhett’s eyes narrowed slightly, a faint smirk tugging at the corner of his mouth. He raised a hand, and the world seemed to pause: Duckman mid-flip, Cornfed’s bullets suspended in air, chaos frozen for an instant. Then, reality snapped back, perfectly aligned with Rhett’s will. The gadgets fizzled, the bullets dissolved, and Duckman skidded to a halt, unhurt but frustrated, while Cornfed recalculated instantly, realizing their “out-narrative” approach had been anticipated.

Duckman screeched in exasperation, “How is he doing everything we’re doing before we do it?!”

Cornfed’s jaw tightened, analyzing. “He’s not just reacting. He’s rewriting the rules as we move. No pattern, no sequence, no improvisation will reach him. We’re... outmatched on a fundamental level.”

Rhett’s calm voice cut through the chaos. “You’ve always been predictable.” He stepped forward, and the street itself seemed to bend away, leaving Duckman and Cornfed caught in the impossible trap of their own tactics.

Cornfed’s eyes narrowed, and he whispered a chant under his breath, retrieving a small, rune-inscribed device from his briefcase. “If anything can bypass him… it’s this.” The device hummed with strange energy as he activated a quantum probability-altering ritual, learned off-screen from Tibetan monks. Reality wavered around Rhett, sparks of impossible possibilities flickering in the air, splitting Duckman’s chaotic movements into a dozen divergent paths. For a fraction of a second, Rhett hesitated, caught in a web of alternate outcomes. (4/?)

>>78009790
Duckman seized the moment, swinging wildly with gadgets and explosives, aiming to capitalize on Rhett’s brief pause. The city around them seemed to ripple as Cornfed maintained the ritual, bending probability to make their attacks simultaneously unavoidable. Rhett’s smirk faltered ever so slightly, the narrative threads tangling in ways even he hadn’t expected—just for a moment.

Then, with a flash of light from above, a divine presence descended.

>HERE COMES A NEW CHALLENGER!

Beerus landed lightly amidst the chaos, tail flicking lazily, purple aura radiating immense power. “Hmph. I’ve been searching for a worthy opponent,” he said, voice calm but authoritative, eyes sweeping over the battlefield. “And I think I’ve found one.” His arrival disrupted the ritual entirely, tearing through the probability distortions like paper. The quantum constructs evaporated, leaving Duckman and Cornfed stunned, and Rhett’s pause ended—his reality-warping control returning instantly.

Rhett tilted his head at Beerus, eyes glinting with amusement. Duckman screeched, “What the—who *is* that?!” Cornfed’s ritual fizzled completely, and he muttered a frustrated curse under his breath. The God of Destruction’s aura pressed in, warping the battlefield further, as both sides realized the scale of the new threat.

Rhett smirked faintly. “Interesting… a variable I did not account for. Let’s see how this plays out.” (5/5)

>>78009804
The city trembled as Beerus hovered above the rubble, purple aura flaring and warping the air around him. Rhett Caan stood below, hands in his pockets, calm as ever, eyes glinting with that meta awareness that had frustrated Duckman and Cornfed for so long. Sparks of reality bent around him, debris hovering unnaturally as if awaiting his next move.

Cornfed leaned close to Duckman, voice low but urgent. “Listen, Duckman, this is it. This is the only chance we have. Rhett’s reality-warping is absolute—but Beerus is a god of destruction. If Rhett can’t manipulate a being like him, that’s the only opening we have. We need to keep him distracted, chaotic, and on his toes long enough for Beerus to land a decisive strike.”

Duckman blinked, panic and excitement mingling. “Distract him? On his toes? He doesn’t even have toes! He bends the rules! How do we distract a guy who’s literally rewriting the world as he moves?!”

Cornfed replied calm and methodical. “By creating unpredictability that even his meta-awareness can’t anticipate. That’s our only chance to let Beerus intervene effectively.”

Duckman flailed, firing a miniature rocket into the air, smoke trailing behind. “I’m *very* unpredictable!”

“Somehow, your brand of unpredictable is usually readable,” Cornfed muttered. “But we combine it with timing, angles, and Beerus’ power… it just might work.”

Rhett tilted his head, noticing the chaos, the flurry of gadgets and improbable movements. For a fraction of a second, a glimmer of curiosity flashed in his eyes, the tiniest crack in his otherwise unshakable composure.

Beerus descended, aura flaring brighter, eyes fixed on Rhett. He flicked a claw lazily, sending a ripple of destructive energy through the battlefield. “Move, and I’ll test how strong you really are,” he warned, voice casual but lethal. (1/3)

>>78009898
Duckman and Cornfed exchanged a glance. Cornfed whispered, “Stick to the plan. Keep him distracted. This is our only wincon.”

The air shimmered as Beerus extended his claws, purple energy rippling outward, bending reality with every move. Rhett Caan remained calm, hands in pockets, watching the god’s aura distort the city. Sparks of debris hung midair, smoke curling unnaturally, yet Rhett’s expression was entirely unbothered.

Duckman flailed around the battlefield, tossing gadgets and explosives while zigzagging through the chaos. Cornfed fired precise shots, angles impossible to predict, all in a coordinated effort to keep Rhett distracted. For a fleeting instant, Rhett’s smirk faltered, caught in the whirl of improbable trajectories—but Beerus’ aura pressed in, forcing even Rhett to account for a force beyond his usual narrative control.

Beerus swiped lazily, and a shockwave tore through the ground, leveling buildings. Rhett stepped aside, seemingly bending the air itself to avoid the strike, yet his movements were slower than usual—he was calculating Beerus’ godly destructive scale in real-time. Duckman and Cornfed continued their chaotic barrage, flinging gadgets, firing bullets, and creating improbable patterns meant to pull Rhett in conflicting directions.

Rhett’s head tilted, the tiniest flicker of amusement passing his eyes. He began manipulating the battlefield again, twisting trajectories, nullifying explosives, and bending angles of Cornfed’s shots. Beerus growled softly, aura flaring brighter, testing the limits of Rhett’s reality-warping. Each strike Beerus unleashed forced Rhett to adapt, warp, and recalc—his calmness now mixed with the faintest strain.

Cornfed whispered urgently to Duckman, “See? This is why we needed Beerus. Rhett is powerful, but even he can’t perfectly anticipate an unrelenting god of destruction. Keep the chaos coming; make him stretch his control too thin.” (2/3)

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>>78009926
Duckman cackled, leaping through the air, smoke grenades and explosives flaring in all directions. Rhett danced around each attack, but the sheer pressure of Beerus’ destructive presence combined with their unpredictable assault began to show cracks in his usual infallible poise.

The battlefield trembled as Beerus unleashed a concentrated shockwave, purple energy shredding buildings. Rhett Caan moved calmly, hands in pockets, warping debris and nullifying Duckman’s chaotic gadgets. For the first time, his control wavered, stretched by Beerus’ divine destructive presence.

Duckman zigzagged wildly, tossing explosives while Cornfed fired precise, impossible angles. Rhett twisted reality, bending trajectories, dodging every strike—but Beerus pressed forward, aura flaring, forcing Rhett to account for a being beyond narrative control. Each strike fractured his usual calm, the slightest strain in his otherwise perfect composure.

Cornfed whispered urgently, “Keep the chaos coming. Beerus is our only chance. Force him to split his attention.” Duckman grinned maniacally, spinning through smoke and explosions. Rhett’s eyes flickered, briefly caught between multiple impossible outcomes.

Beerus stepped in, claws extended, energy blazing. With a roar, he struck, colliding with Rhett’s warped reality. The impact tore through air and ground alike, shattering the subtle distortions Rhett maintained. Caught in the pressure of a god of destruction, his manipulations unraveled in a single, overwhelming strike.

Rhett blinked once, then was sent sprawling as Beerus’ aura consumed him, the god’s power beyond even his meta-reality to fully counter. The city shook in the aftershock, smoke curling as the battlefield fell silent. (3/3)

>>78009956
My god, they did it…

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