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Garou
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Defeat Garou
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  • チーム数: 2
  • 参加可能人数制限: 2
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チーム A

名前: Alaric Solis
race:Aetherian: race of beings born from pure aether
Eternal Fortress: body nearly impervious physical damage
element absorb: can absorb elements into staff
Dimension Shift: shift by dimensions to avoid attacks
title:: Divine Pillar of heaven: gives ×77stats
The First Pillar Sacred Gear: A White Staff with the ability to reshape into anything between a coin-sized disk and a massive column It can weigh as light as a feather or as heavy as countless dimensions The staff emits adjustable light and heat, capable of blinding and petrifying foes It stretches infinity allows mastery of all staff-like weapons and turns anything it touches into salt gender fem

チーム B

名前: Elian vereth
execution: can invoke all execution methods
connection: binds your souls in a connection
empathetic: can understand emotions and feelings
depressive: he doesn't see the point in being alive
suicide: Want to commit double suicide
攻撃力: 35
防御力: 35
魔力: 0
魔法防御力: 0
素早さ: 30
Elian is a depressed, philanthropic, and deeply persuasive man who believes that true salvation lies in shared death. He convinces his enemies to die alongside him, offering release from suffering. In battle, he binds his soul to theirs—any pain he feels, they feel too. He can summon ancient execution methods to ensure both perish together in a beautiful ritual of final mercy.

Title: Echoes of the Void In the war-torn landscape of Aetheris, where the very air thrummed with danger, two figures stood resolutely against the encroaching shadows of Cosmic Fear Garou. Alaric Solis, the Divine Pillar of Heaven, and Elian Vereth, the soulful executioner, prepared to face the embodiment of terror itself. Chapter 14: The Ultimatum The ground quaked beneath the onslaught of Garou, a dark behemoth, towering with chaos and consuming despair. Alaric gripped her White Staff—The First Pillar Sacred Gear—its surface gleaming with shades of iridescent light, absorbing the elemental chaos around them. Elian, beside her, glowered at the approaching cosmic horror, the anguished air thick with the dread of countless souls suffering in Garou’s wake. Scene 1: Embrace of Elements As Garou roared, a sound that fused with the cries of a thousand lost souls, Alaric pivoted, kicking off the ground and soaring into the air. With a fluid motion, she stretched her staff into an immense beam, absorbing fiery magma spitting from Garou’s gaping maw, converting its searing energy into piercing bolts of elemental wrath. "Let my light bring an end to your dark reign!" she shouted. The energy converged at her fingertips, transforming her staff into what appeared as a divine spear of light, ready to pierce the heart of despair itself. She hurtled toward Garou, the brilliant light leaving a luminous trail in her wake. The spear plunged into the creature’s dark chest, a blinding flash erupting as cascading waves of sunlight engulfed the plane. Scene 2: A Dance of Survival Garou staggered, momentarily blinded, howled in agony, but quickly retaliated. Black tendrils surged forward, sharp as razors, lashing out to ensnare Alaric. With mere thoughts, Alaric invoked her Dimension Shift, and she vanished just as the tendrils lashed down, threads of darkness cutting air where she’d stood. Reappearing behind Garou, she unleashed a wave of searing flame, transforming her staff back into a massive column of light. The energies erupted around Garou, incinerating the shadows. But Garou merely absorbed the destruction, laughing as it began to regenerate, the horror morphing into even more monstrous forms. Scene 3: Bonds of Despair Elian felt the energy shift in the air, the overwhelming essence of their foe. He activated his innate connection, binding his soul with Alaric’s. The emotion flowed between them, hope coursing through Alaric, while Elian’s despair lurked ominously. "Your light can save us, but together, we shall embody our struggle!" As he began invoking the ancient methods of execution, ethereal chains materialized, lacing through the air, binding Garou to its own pain. The chains glimmered darkly, powered by Garou’s sorrow and Elian’s morbid will to end suffering. Scene 4: The Climax of Fate "Die with me, creature of despair!" Elian roared, directing the chains, yet his voice was tinged with sorrow. The space shimmered around them, a cacophony of emotions erupting as Alaric, bolstered by Elian’s despair, began to reshape her staff once again, this time into a transcendent harbinger of destruction. Garou writhed, feeling the binds tighten, electricity crackling where the chains made contact. Alaric utilized her mastery, engulfing her staff in vortexes of elemental fury, transforming into a colossal scythe of sunlight, ready to strike the final blow. Scene 5: Intertwined Fates In the adrenaline-soaked moment, Acutely intuitive to Elian's pain, she maneuvered with lethal grace. "Trust in me! Believe that we can defeat this evil!" Alaric yelled, cutting through despair with her voice. With a single swing, she unleashed the scythe’s wrath upon Garou, the power of both their souls merging into a radiant conflagration of hope. A brilliant arc cut through the reptilian skin, each slice releasing radiant shards of light and searing dark energy, tearing apart the very fabric of what Garou represented. Scene 6: Post-Echo of Shadows Garou’s monstrous roar filled the air, a horrid sound intertwined with anguish and fading strength, yet it retaliated one last time, black shadows clawing for both Alaric and Elian. In that heartbeat, they both understood—the bond they created, the pain shared. Healing through suffering would be their salvation. Drawing upon their bound souls, they launched a counterattack in perfect synchrony; twisted tendrils of agony wrapped around Garou, swallowing it whole in the brilliance of their intertwining powers. At the zenith, they whispered their final embrace, a promise of destruction and mercy. "Together!" With a cataclysmic explosion, the battlefield became an inferno of light and darkness, meeting at the turning point of their fates. As the echoes of the battle faded, a silence enveloped Aetheris, only the gentle sound of the wind remained, mournful yet liberating.