In the vast expanse of a distant universe, two titans prepared to clash in a duel that would resonate through the very fabric of reality. Lord Boros, the Dominator of the Universe, stood proud, his colossal frame shrouded in the shimmering, intimidating armor that both radiated power and concealed the boundless energy flowing within. Across from him was Kouto, a laid-back fighter with glowing red eyes, his kimono fluttering gently in the cosmic breeze. Kouto adjusted his stance, a confident grin breaking across his face, eager for the impending confrontation. The atmosphere crackled with tension, as cosmic winds swirled around them, hinting at the might that lay in wait. Boros, who had faced countless adversaries across galaxies, sized up his opponent with keen interest. He sensed Kouto's extreme strength and the immense potential underlying his relaxed demeanor. The Dominator could tell that this would not be a typical bout; Kouto's magic wasn't just a gimmick but a dangerous tool in the hands of an unpredictable fighter. Without warning, Kouto surged forward, his speed a blur. In a flash, he was behind Boros, arms poised to strike. The sheer velocity at which he moved would have been a challenge for any ordinary foe. Boros reacted with instinctive swiftness, his armored fist swinging around with MFTL speeds, a punch that could shatter mountains. Yet, Kouto anticipated the strike — his ability to see ten seconds into the future allowed him to easily dodge, teleporting just out of reach of the oncoming blow. “Nice try!” Kouto quipped, reappearing several meters away, a playful smile on his lips. He relished the challenge Boros presented, finding exhilaration in their exchange. While Boros unleashed a flurry of devastating punches that shook the very cosmos, Kouto danced through them with fluid grace, using his teleportation ability not just to evade but to counterattack. Each strike met with a furious speed and supernatural foresight kept Boros on his toes. However, despite Kouto's graceful evasion, Boros's relentless attacks began to chip away at the landscape around them, craters forming under the force of their clash. Recognizing the need to escalate the fight, Boros’s armored form began to crack and splinter under the intensity of their conflict. “Let’s see what you’re made of!” he roared, when suddenly, the armor shattered, revealing the released form of Lord Boros, his power multiplying a staggering x100 in an instant. With a surge of energy, he initiated a counter-offensive, his punches now imbued with overwhelming might. “You’re impressive, but how about this?” Kouto said, feeling the rush of combat amplify his own power. Without abandon, he charged forward, teleporting in and out of Boros’s attack range, landing blistering blows that seemed to light up the battlefield. In reply, Boros unleashed an energy beam — a concussive blast that rocketed towards Kouto, multiplying his normal attack power by x100. In the blink of an eye, Kouto teleported, narrowly avoiding the fatal strike. “Is that all you’ve got?” he challenged, his confidence unwavering despite the escalating threat. He knew that Boros was formidable and respected that strength, but he also sensed Boros's restraint, likely saving his trump card for when it was absolutely necessary. The battle sensed both fighters feeling the heavy toll of their exchange, yet neither was willing to relent. Boros, feeling the rush of battle and driven by a primal instinct to win, initiated his meteor burst. The atmosphere vibrated as his power urged him to its peak. The landscape trembled with anticipation, as shimmering energy enveloped him, multiplying his potency exponentially. Kouto’s eyes widened, recognizing the shift. “Alright then! Let’s turn up the heat!” He focused his energy, feeling a surge of strength as he prepared for the potential destruction that could arise from Boros’s next move. In a heartbeat, they were upon each other again, trading blows that resonated through the cosmic void. Boros felt the thrill of fighting someone who matched his own boundless power. As Kouto kept him on his toes, dodging just in time and watching his movements almost like a dance, Boros realized this was not just a fight; it was a test of wills, a spectacle of raw strength and skill. Finally, as the two fought to their limits, both drew their final moves, a mutual understanding of respect forming in the midst of chaos. Kouto feinted towards Boros, forcing him to react, readying for a counter but instead finding himself swept off the ground by a powerful thrust from Boros. The atmosphere surged as Kouto sensed the impending attack, and with a sudden burst of energy, he teleported into the air, dramatically altering the course of fate in a split second. As their powers clashed, creating shockwaves that resonated through the universe, the battle became a spectacle of raw power and charismatic speech, both fighters unwilling to go down without showing the full extent of their capabilities. The fight was far from over, but as for the moment, it became a legendary encounter; two warriors pushing each other to their limits, reminding the cosmos what true power looked like — not in defeat, but in the thrill of combat and the echoes of strength that would forever resound in the universe.