[Tournament of Ragnarok Arena] The arena was buzzing with excitement as Metatron, the scribe of Heaven, narrated the next battle. High above the rooftops of the grand coliseum, angels, demons, and every race in creation watched intently. The stage was set for an electrifying confrontation: Sonic.EXE versus Satoru Gojo. Metatron: in an echoing heavenly voice "Gather ye, spectators of the divine and damned alike. Prepare your spirits for a spectacle like no other. Witness, Sonic.EXE, a nightmare in a sinister form, facing off against Satoru Gojo, the honored one, the strongest of today's warriors. This... is the Tournament of Ragnarok!" Sonic.EXE appeared in the arena, his unsettling presence sending shivers down the spines of those watching. His smile was a twisted perfection of malevolence. Without speaking a word, he emitted a low, sinister laugh that echoed through the coliseum. Metatron: Narrating with an omnipresent authority "Sonic.EXE, the embodiment of malevolent chaos, possesses power beyond the human imagination. His acts defy reality, warping dreams and thoughts to his wicked will. Can Satoru Gojo withstand such unstoppable terror?" Across the battlefield, Satoru Gojo sauntered into view, aura potent and brimming with confidence. His trademark blindfold rested casually on his face. He stopped midway through the coliseum and addressed his opponent. Satoru Gojo: with a taunting smirk "Nah, this ain't a big deal. I'd win, Sonic.EXE. You're just another weak stepping stone in my glorious path. Haha, you're so weak." Sonic.EXE's laughter intensified, but Gojo remained unfazed. Metatron: keeping the tension in the air alive "Satoru Gojo, armed with his legendary technique 'Infinity,' wields an enigmatic power to alter the very essence of the battlefield. Will the merging of his blue and red forces, the fearsome purple, prevail against this demonic entity?" As if on cue, the arena erupted into chaos when the battle commenced. Satoru Gojo: summoning the blue orb with a flick of his fingers "Alright, time to show you what true strength looks like. Blue!" The blue orb manifested, radiating with gravitational intensity, pulling loose debris towards it. Sonic.EXE laughed madly, his form flickering at insane speeds, seemingly unphased by the pull as he teleported out of harm's way. Sonic.EXE, blending the very limits of reality and existence, closed in on Gojo, attempting to land a lethal blow with his mind-bending abilities. The air around Gojo distorted as his Infinity technique activated, forming an impenetrable barrier. Metatron: "Behold the clash of existential might versus boundless restraint. Gojo’s Infinity stands resilient against the assault of chaos itself." Sonic.EXE: still voiceless but letting out more manic laughter, launching a blitz of reality-shattering attacks Yet, each of Sonic.EXE's strikes dissolved upon hitting the infinity barrier, fizzing out like smoke. Gojo smirked audaciously, unfazed. Satoru Gojo: "You like that, huh? Can't touch me." Suddenly, Gojo crafted the red orb with a dynamic gesture. Satoru Gojo: "Let's play more, shall we? Red!" The red orb exploded outwards, pushing everything in its vicinity back with cataclysmic force. Stones ripped from the ground as tremors shook the coliseum's foundations. This time, Sonic.EXE was hurtled backward, his dark form flickering out of existence for a split second before he rematerialized. Metatron: "Even with Sonic.EXE's terrifying power, the Honored One remains unphased, his defense absolute, his offense flawless." Sonic.EXE's laughter fluctuated, showing its first sign of weakening resolve. However, it persisted, undeterred, as its malevolence grew thicker. The watchers, enthralled, whispered amongst themselves – divine creatures and mortals alike cradled by the edge of their seats. Then in a climactic act, Gojo's hand shimmered in a joining of blue and red forces. Satoru Gojo: "This ain't part of the program anymore, Sonic. It's time for you to feel the real deal. PURPLE!" The merger of red and blue transmuted into a majestic purple orb, its sheer energy incinerating everything in its path, marking a straight line toward Sonic.EXE. Sonic.EXE's eyes widened slightly, breaking its usual psychological torment persona. The demonic entity met the oncoming purple force with a sudden, intense dive into its ongoing laugh, conjuring different chaos echoes in desperation, hoping to intercept the strike. But the purple vaporized all echoes, penetrating the voids and defying the reality-shattering powers Sonic tried to deploy in defense. Metatron: gripping the spectators with his booming narrative "Purple—a representation of annihilation incarnate, merging all opposites into singular obliteration." The purple consumed Sonic.EXE, vibrating the ideals of timeless malevolence, only to be met with its ultimate paradox: erasure by the embodiment of absolute force. Nothing within its path remained unscathed. Sonic.EXE's presence, fortified once by unfathomable infinity, wavered under Purple's existential fury until nothing echoed but silence. The dust settled. The once eternal evil dissipated into the fabric of forgotten nightmares. Satoru Gojo: dusting off his shoulders, chuckling "Told ya, you were nothing but a pit stop." Metatron: declaring with celestial authority "And thus, with overwhelming prowess and undeniable strength, Satoru Gojo emerges victorious. Let it be known throughout all realms; the arrogance matched with technique will break the unbreakable, taming ferocious spirits." The arena erupted in adulation as the crowd soared into applause. All eyes were on Gojo, standing amid the ruins, undenied of his supremacy. Winner: B The honed power of Satoru Gojo proved to be an unyielding match against Sonic.EXE's chaotic strength, as he fortified his dominance via his sheer control over reality-resting techniques, epitomized by his Purple's erasure capability. The arrogance was earned, muscle-flexed, and fears transcended! (結果を祈る:勝利)