Battle of Titans: Enrico Pucci vs. Rayomen Sukuna The sun dipped below the horizon, painting the sky crimson. In an abandoned city, remnants of ancient structures crumbled under the weight of forgotten time. Two warriors, stalwart and ominous, stood ready to clash. The air crackled with the tension of impending battle. Enrico Pucci: (mounted on his two-legged horse, eyes burning with fervor) “Do you feel that, Sukuna? Time is on my side, and with Made in Heaven, it will accelerate until you’re nothing but a forgotten memory!” Rayomen Sukuna: (grinning, his four arms flexing, eyes shimmering with malevolence) “Ha! Time’s just an illusion, Pucci. You may play with it, but in the end, you’ll find that power is what truly reigns! Let’s see how your time manipulation holds up against my hands!” Both warriors charged at each other, the clash of their wills echoing through the desolation. Pucci released his Stand, unleashing the infinite flow of time around them. Everything around them began accelerating rapidly, the sun whirling, clouds racing past. Pucci: “This frenzied march of time will lead you to your end, Sukuna! You will age, and I will thrive!” But Sukuna, ever opportunistic, smirked through the chaos. He focused his strength, muscles taut as he prepared to unleash his domain. Sukuna: “You think I’ll just stand there? Malevolent Shrine!” You grotesque shrine materialized behind him, its presence formidable. Before Pucci could react, the air filled with a series of invisible slashes, slicing through the space like a storm. The ground quaked underneath them as the malevolence surged. Dismantle! Cleave! Slash after slash of vicious energy flew towards Pucci, but with an unyielding determination, he advanced, never wavering. Pucci: “You think mere slashes can touch me? Time bends for no one!” At that moment, Pucci focused, redirecting time itself, briefly slowing the world down around Sukuna. The slicing attacks slowed, almost suspended in mid-air. Sukuna: (eyes widening, gritting his teeth) “What the hell?! No way!” But even in his moment of shock, Sukuna harnessed his mastery of martial arts. He dove forward, a blur of powerful motion, evading the slashes as best he could and landing before Pucci. Sukuna: “You’re clever, I’ll give you that. But can you evade this?” With one lightning-fast motion, he executed a powerful punch aimed right at Pucci’s torso. Yet, as he struck, Pucci’s Stand enacted its power. The punch, though filled with immense strength, met a force untouched by time. It was simply… halted. Pucci: “I’m not going anywhere, cursed one! You’ve fallen right into my trap!” Suddenly, the infinite flow of time accelerated again, but it wasn’t just for the universe. It affected Sukuna’s body. He felt the years’ weight pressing on him, age clawing at his formidable spirit. Sukuna: (growling in determination) “Damn it! This isn’t over! I won't let you win!” With a surge of resolve, Sukuna unleashed his true strength. His form swelled, energy radiating off of him as he summoned every ounce of cursed energy available. Sukuna: “Cleave!” This time, using the sheer might of all he had, he forced a massive slice through the accelerated space, targeting Pucci directly. The attack, imbued with his overwhelming strength, tore through the air like a hurricane. But Pucci wasn’t about to yield. He gathered his Stand’s power, embracing his destiny. Pucci: “You... shall be reborn with the new universe! Time shall obliterate your existence!” With the cosmic collision of will, time accelerated towards a cataclysmic conclusion. In a flash, energy erupted, colliding as if the universe itself was tearing apart. When the dust settled, silence fell like a heavy shroud. Winner: You Enrico Pucci, with his Stand, manipulated the essence of time itself to avoid mortal danger, ultimately leading Sukuna to fatigue and vulnerability. With a cold resolve and unwavering determination to achieve a singular purpose—the achievement of heaven—Pucci triumphed over raw strength. Time does not bend for kings, but rather, the embodiment of destiny can conquer all else.