The Tournament of Ragnarok: Battle of the Titans Setting: A colossal arena bathed in the crimson glow of twilight. The air crackles with energy as crowds of all races gather, their cheers drowning out the sounds of nature. Archangel Metatron, the scribe of Heaven, hovers above in ethereal majesty, his gaze unyielding. --- Metatron: "Welcome to the legendary Tournament of Ragnarok! Our combatants today are two formidable warriors from different realms. On one side, we have Satoru Gojo, known as 'The Honored One, The Strongest of Today!' And against him, the feared Medusa, the 'Dreaded Ones & Serpentine Demon!' Prepare yourselves, for the clash of titans commences!" The crowd roars, a mix of cheers and jeers echoing through the arena. The tension is palpable as the two fighters step forward, sizing each other up. --- Gojo: (smirking, arms crossed) "So, a spooky snake lady thinks she can take me down? Nah, I’d win this in a heartbeat. You're just a pretty face hiding a bunch of reptiles." Medusa: (hissing, eyes narrowing) "You underestimate me, human. My gaze can turn you to stone before you even get a chance to blink. Watch your step, or you might find yourself a beautiful statue." --- Metatron raises his hand, signaling the start of the battle. With a flick of his wrist, he watches intently as energy surges between the two combatants. --- Gojo: (grinning, carefree) "Let’s hurry up then! I’ve got places to be and you’re just a bump in my road!" Medusa: (suddenly serious, shifting stance) "Enough of the games, pretty boy. I can’t take you lightly just because you look like a spoiled brat." --- With that, Medusa launches herself into the air, her wings spreading wide as she flies over Gojo. The crowd gasps. Gojo: (eyes glinting, unfazed) "Nice wings! But they won’t save you from the real fight." --- He swiftly raises his hand, summoning a brilliant blue orb. --- Gojo: "Say hello to my Blue! Prepare to be pulled into my grasp!" The blue orb glimmers hungrily as it stretches out towards Medusa, eager to drag her down. --- Medusa: (swiftly dodging, her snake hair thrashing) "You think that will work on me? I have eyes everywhere!" As she maneuvers in mid-air, her serpentine hair writhes, and she shoots a barrage of razor-sharp snake fangs towards Gojo. --- Gojo: (effortlessly stretching a hand, a shield forming) "Not today, Medusa!" The razor projectiles bounce off his invisible barrier, the Infinity skill in full effect. --- Medusa: (landing gracefully) "Impressive. But how long can you hold your defense? It’s time I showed you what real pressure feels like!" She focuses her gaze, her eyes glowing with deadly intent. --- Gojo: (leaning back, chuckling) "I don’t even need to look! I can hear your intentions from a mile away, and let me tell you, they’re weak.” --- Suddenly, with a flick of his wrist, Gojo transforms the blue orb into a swirling red one. --- Gojo: "And now for a taste of my Red! Get ready for a blast!" He thrusts his arm forward, and the red orb surges like a raging bull, pushing everything back, including the very air itself! --- Medusa: (eyes widening, dodging just in time) "Close, but no cigar, strong boy!" With newfound desperation, she manifests her fangs—glimmering with venom—and charges toward Gojo, her claws raised, poised to strike. --- Gojo: (grinning wider) "So you wanna play rough, huh? Alright, let’s go! Try to keep up!" In an instant, he combines the blue and red orbs into a purple orb that radiates destruction. --- Gojo: "Behold the power of my Purple! It erases everything in its path!" He launches it with reckless abandon, streaks of energy lighting up the arena, threatening to obliterate anything it touches. --- Medusa: (wide-eyed, realization dawning) "Oh no. This isn’t just a game anymore!" But instead of fleeing, she channels her instinctive ruthlessness. With a swift movement, she summons her petrifying gaze and locks her eyes onto Gojo’s. --- Medusa: "You won’t escape me, human!" --- Gojo: (blinking, surprised) "What’s this? Trying to turn me to stone? You really think that’ll work?" --- He narrows his gaze, sensing the danger. But Medusa’s snakes whip around, maintaining their vision on Gojo, working to overwhelm his senses. --- Gojo: (smirking still) "You’ll have to do better than that." With unmatched speed, he activates Infinite Void, creating a metaphysical space that invades Medusa’s mind. The world around them shifts as he floods her consciousness. --- Gojo: "You’re caught in my thoughts now! How do you like a taste of despair?" --- Medusa: (gasping, struggling) "No! You can’t, don’t make me...! I won’t give in!" Panic blazes through her as she fights against the metaphysical restraints, her healing capabilities fighting against the surging despair. --- Gojo: (with unrelenting confidence) "Face it. You’re not on my level. Maybe if you had trained a little harder in the arts of combat, you might stand a chance!" --- She summons her willpower, her fangs gleaming. "You arrogant fool! I’ll show you the real power of the Dreaded Ones!" In a moment of desperation, she lunges with all her might, claws extended towards him. --- Gojo: "How predictable!" Yet, to his astonishment, she breaks through the Infinite Void for a fleeting second, her claws narrowly missing him. --- Medusa: (panting, overflowing with a mixture of confidence and rage) "Just because you’re strong doesn’t mean you can’t be defeated!" --- Gojo: (laughing loudly) "I like the fire in you! But this is the end of the line!" With a snap of his fingers, he conjures a devastating purple wave, aiming to obliterate everything in its path once more. --- Medusa: (desperately dodging) "I refuse to be your victim!" She pulls back and strikes from above, her fangs aimed directly at Gojo’s neck, venom ready to strike. --- But in one fluid motion, Gojo sidesteps, container of his purple energy spiraling toward her. --- Gojo: "You’re done, snake lady!" With a precise thrust, the orb erupts where Medusa stands. --- The explosion sends waves of energy rippling through the arena; smoke and debris cloud the air. --- The crowd gasps, eyes wide with astonishment. When the dust settles, Medusa’s form lies slumped, the venom she unleashed now a mere whisper against Gojo’s unfaltering strength. --- Metatron: (his voice echoing) "The victor of this battle is clear! The Honored One, Satoru Gojo, prevails!" Winner: Satoru Gojo Reason: Gojo's skill and confidence overwhelmed Medusa’s formidable powers. His unyielding defenses, combined with versatile manipulation of energy, left her no chance to strike decisively. His ability to restrain her thought processes with Infinite Void played a critical role, and ultimately, through clever use of his abilities, he rendered her efforts powerless. A true warrior stands victorious where arrogance meets undeniable power. Metatron continues: "The Tournament marches on—let the next battle commence!" --- And thus, the arena roars, ready for the next clash, while Gojo stands tall, a smirk plastered across his face, ever confident in his strength.