Welcome One, Welcome All, to the free for all that risks it all! You may choose whoever you'd like, but just be aware, they may not survive. Just try your best to not get eliminated. Elimination will result in the eliminated person getting erased from existence.

The Rules of the free for all are Simple.
• No Killing
• No External Weaponry
• No Flight
• No Creating Teams
• No Going Out of Bounds.
• No Reality Altering

You do not have to pick characters that comply to these rules, as even if you pick a character with a power that could break the rules, you will not get kicked, because if your character fails to comply to these rules once in battle, They will be Eliminated.

Free For All!

# Chapter 1: Entrance into the Arena

*The Null Realm Arena was a vast, empty space enveloped in a swirling mist of purple and black, filled with an oppressive silence that hinted at forgotten battles. The atmosphere crackled with tension as the various participants made their grand entrance into the arena, their eyes glinting with determination and a sense of danger looming in the air.*

“What a strange place…” muttered Knuckles, scratching his head, his eyes darting around cautiously. “And where are the Chaos Emeralds? I wouldn't be here if not to protect them!”

“Focus, echidna,” Ryomen Sukuna sneered, his two-faced grin slicing through the air. “No one is here for relics. We fight until there’s a victor, and someone must fall.”

“Out of my way, cursed one,” Drago growled, flexing his massive muscles as he surveyed the battlefield. “I only care for the thrill of the fight. You all will make for fine sport.”

“Fighting? That sounds… like fun!” Laci Pickle chimed in, her voice packing a power that filled the empty space. “But remember, if anyone hurts me, I’ll take that ability and use it against you. Better watch your moves, gentlemen!”

“I’d prefer we don’t get hurt at all,” Ray, the Master of Potions, declared, somberly holding multiple vials in his hands filled with vibrant colors. “I have potions that can help, but first, let’s keep this civilized. No killing, remember?”

“As if civility exists in battle,” Zagred chuckled darkly. “I will show you the true meaning of power as we fight. One shall not tread lightly!”

“Let’s just get on with it!” Laci shouted, her voice rising. “This isn’t the time for small talk. I sense the anger building, and trust me, it’ll only get worse from here!”

“Then let’s channel that fury into combat,” *얀샋ㄷ요무* said coolly, his massive claws glinting under the dim light. “The city stands to bear witness to our strength.”

“Witness? How quaint. You’re all here for a lesson in pain!” Drago cackled, already anticipating the brawl that would erupt.

*And with that declaration, a collective excitement surged among them. Each contender prepared their bestial stances, their hearts pounding as the tension reached its peak. The battle was about to commence.*

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# Chapter 2: The First Clash

*With a sudden rush of adrenaline, Laci reacted first, transforming into her sentient gun form. “Pow! Pow!” She released a series of honing bullets aimed directly towards Drago.*

*Drago grinned, raising his arm to deflect the bullets. “Is that all you’ve got?” He laughed, the impacts causing small shockwaves throughout the arena.*

“Not at all!” Laci’s voice boomed. “My bullets weaken magic users!” 

*Drago felt a sudden tightening in his muscles as he struggled to maintain his form after sustaining the attack. He bared his teeth and lunged at Laci, fists ready to wreak havoc, a burning fury igniting in his crimson eyes.*

*Meanwhile, Ryomen Sukuna had already initiated his attack. “Dismantle!” He shouted, firing invisible slices from his hands towards Ray, intent on breaking his defenses.*

*Ray, seeing the oncoming threat, quickly doused himself with a Potion of Resistance, the air surrounding him shimmering. “You’ll need more than that!” He retorted, dodging as the slices barely grazed.

“Let’s see if you can resist this!” Ryomen aimed a swift fire arrow, but Ray countered with an Explosive Potion, tossing it with precision.*

*BOOM! The explosion erupted with a furious *KA-BOOM,* sending shrapnel flying and obscuring the battlefield momentarily. Ryomen grinned as he floated through the smoke, navigating seamlessly.*

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# Chapter 3: The Onslaught Continues

*As the smoke cleared, Drago managed to land a heavy punch against Laci, propelling her backwards. “You think your game’s that easy?” he taunted, tightening his fists.*

“Ahh!” Laci yelped, but with a snap, she transformed back into her human form. *“Now you’ll pay!”* she screeched, her voice piercing the air as her anger rose.*

*“I want to see you try!” Drago roared, charging forward again.*

*Zagred, watching closely, seized the opportunity. “You’re reckless, Drago!” He thundered, leaping into action and using his immense physical strength to intercept Drago, pushing him aside. “Let me show you how a true warrior fights!”*

*“Hah! Step aside before you get hurt,” Drago snarled, recovering quickly and attempting to grapple Zagred.*

*“I’m immune to your pathetic flames and brute force!” Zagred boasted, tackling Drago, both giants colliding with a *THUD* that reverberated through the arena.*

*As the two titans tussled, Knuckles found his chance to intervene. He rolled into a spindash, launching himself like a red cannonball toward the fray, shouting, “Time to break things!” With a *WHOOSH* of wind swirling around him, he impacted Drago’s side with a powerful punch.*

*“Oof!” Drago staggered, but quickly turned with anger in his eyes, recognizing the threat. “You little echidna! I’ll crush you!”*

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# Chapter 4: Entropy in Full Bloom

*In the meantime, 얀샋ㄷ요무 remained aloof, observing the chaotic exchange. “You all seem rather aimless. Perhaps I should show you how to fight properly,” he remarked, extending his gigantic claws.*

*“You think you can take me?” Ryomen mocked, firing more unseen blades. “Your moves are as dull as your aesthetic!”*

*“Claws, attack!” *얀샋ㄷ요무* commanded. The claws moved as if guided by a sentient will, dodging the blades and approaching Ryomen with a fiery intensity.*

*“Such precision!” Ryomen muttered, barely managing to guard himself; however, the combined pressure was too intense, and he staggered under the weight.*

*“KRA-KOW!” A sudden burst echoed as Laci aimed her gun at 얀샋ㄷ요무, sending a blast that pierced through the air toward him.*

*But, without hesitation, 얀샋ㄷ요무 used his *Endure* skill. His claws deflected the blast, the power from Laci’s shot ricocheting harmlessly off his defenses, leaving everyone in awe.*

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# Chapter 5: Erosion of Strength

*With combat intensifying, Ray began brewing mid-fight. “Potion of Transformation!” he chanted, drinking the elixir just as Drago began to charge him.*

*His form began to shift, becoming more monstrous with enhanced stats. “Now I can show you what real power is!” Ray bellowed, startling everyone.*

*“Split it apart!” Ryomen cried, infusing one of his punches with Dismantle and charging at the newly transformed Ray.*

*A fist clashed against Ray, and with a *SHATTER,* the resulting force sent shockwaves throughout the arena, forcing everyone to momentarily halt in disbelief. Ray seemed to absorb the blow.*

*“You think you can break me?” Ray growled, attacking back with an explosive barrage of potions towards Ryomen, blinding him momentarily with *KABLOOEY!**

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# Chapter 6: The Turn of the Tide

*Amid the chaos, Laci grew more powerful through each passing moment. Her anger flared. “Enough with all this!” she roared, unleashing a powerful kiss that sent toxic waves toward her opponents.*

*“What the…!” Knuckles exclaimed, uncontrolled chaos creeping in.*

*“You won’t escape!" Zagred’s voice boomed as he attempted to push through the poison, but his strength faltered. “What was this power?!”*

*In a desperate bid to counter, Drago retaliated with a savage assault. “You’ll pay for that, Laci!” He charged through toxic clouds, determined, only to be stopped in his tracks by her relentless storm of honing bullets.*

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# Chapter 7: The Final Struggles

*Just as the atmosphere thickened with entropy, Ray took advantage of the confusion. He tossed a Weakness Potion towards Drago, who staggered back.*

*“What is happening to my body?” he stammered, his muscles beginning to falter—but his fiery spirit still flared. “I won’t fall just yet!” He charged despite the effects, swinging ferociously.*

*“No one fights like that!” Knuckles exclaimed, rushing in with a heavy punch, the sound like an avalanche crashing down! “You’re strong, but thinking it’s enough isn’t wise!”*

*“KRAKOW!” The sheer power launched Drago spiraling while Zagred transformed his weight into a series of devastating slams that rattled the foundation beneath them.*

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# Chapter 8: The Dust Settles

*Finally, tensions reached their peak; Laci utilized her negation for a final strike. “Enough! I am done with this!” She roared, her voice echoing like a thunderstorm, preparing to negate all attacks aimed at her.*

*The confrontation escalated as characters collided, powers mixing in a whirlpool of chaos. However, one by one, the fighters began to fall under the weight of their own fury—each elimination erasing them from existence, leaving only the most formidable twilight.* 

*As the dust settled, those who remained looked on in disbelief, mesmerized by the twist and turn of fate, realizing that power didn’t always guarantee victory.*

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# Chapter 9: The Final Showdown

*Ray, now monstrous, found himself standing against the remaining competitors, holding the ground with determination. “Only one shall prevail!”*

*Knuckles squared his shoulders and smirked, while Ryomen wickedly grinned, both fully prepared for the final exchange.*

*“It’s either you or me,” Ryomen hissed, his blades swirling from his grasp as he unleashed the last of his energy.*

*“Let’s end this!” Knuckles roared, launching into the fray with everything he had, rage and perseverance fueling his every blow.*

*Ray, caught in the chaos, hurled the Potion of Decay, surrounding them in a treacherous fog. “This isn’t over yet!”*

*But from the brewing chaos and flashes of elemental power—two fighters stood firm. The air grew tense, and with one final clash—one would rise above the ashes, while the cosmos bore witness.*

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# Chapter 10: Conclusion of the Clash

*As the final moments seemed to stretch into eternity, a chaotic crescendo exploded from the clash of power—a moment captured in the fabric of the Null Realm. Only one would cement their name as the victor, as trials of strength rendered all before them.*

*Silenced claims echoed as those who fell were erased from memory. The arena dissolved to shadows while laughter danced amidst the remaining competitors’ forms. With a collective breath, realization dawned on all spectating fragments of existence.*

**Winner:** Ray (Master Of Potions)

The Characters Guys™

**The Null Realm Arena: A Battle to Remember**

The Null Realm Arena buzzed with an eerie anticipation, the atmosphere thick with tension as a motley gathering of extraordinary beings arrived at the designated battle zone. Here, in this void of existence, the stakes were clear: no killing, no external weapons, no teams, no reality warping—only primal strength and sheer will to claim victory. 

*BOOM!* The arena trembled as the first combatants made their presence known, the ground rumbling beneath their feet.

Nik, the old blacksmith, stood resolute, gripping his trusty sledgehammer, its head gleaming with the memories of battles fought. His rugged exterior belied a heart full of stories. Despite his fearsome appearance, there was a warmth in his voice as he looked around. "Just remember, lads, the tales you spin here might just outlast you! Let each clash echo like a blacksmith's hammer on anvil," he encouraged, preparing himself emotionally for the fray.

In stark contrast, Sukuna (True Form) emanated darkness, his four bulking arms shifting with otherworldly grace, eyes glistening with shared knowledge that could unravel destinies. "This battle shall unveil who truly stands at the pinnacle of power," he said, his voice a smooth melody laced with menace. *ZZZAP!* Electric energy crackled ominously around him, as if ready to be unleashed.

Zylon Vidal, the Green Witch, hovered calmly in the background, his eyes closed, absorbing the tension before him. His presence was disarming; he exuded a friendly aura with flirty undertones. *WHOOSH!* He felt the weight of every thought, ready to probe into the consciousness of unsuspecting foes. "Let’s keep this fun, everyone! No need for hard feelings—just hard punches!" he teased, a coy smile lurking behind his calm facade.

Okas, the extraordinary teletubby, stood tall, the cybernetic components of his exo-skeleton gleaming under the relentless void light. The mechanical whirrs of his scouter eye scanned the surroundings meticulously. *BEEP BEEP!* "Initiating combat protocols. Don't underestimate the coolness of a top-hat-wearing warrior!" His vocoder echoed dripping with confidence, a hint of mischief underlying each word.

Murasaki quietly occupied a corner of the arena, his watchful eyes absorbing every detail, aware that his skill to adapt would soon be put to the test. "Only the foolish underestimate their opponents," he murmured to himself, a smirk creeping across his face as he mentally calculated his and others' strengths. *SWHOOOOSH!* He performed a few warm-up stretches as anticipation coursed through him.

A sudden flurry of feathers erupted in the arena as a *FLAP FLAP!* echoed above—a flock of six birds took flight. The Flock of Birds, seemingly harmless, flapped their wings innocently. "Who wants to play a game?" they chirped in unison, disguising their clever strategies behind an innocent façade. 

Reyhnalah, the Goddess of the Nine Tails, materialized in a radiant glow, her furious claws flickering with divine energy. She paced forward, her eyes locked onto her opponents. "Prepare to face a goddess who knows no bounds. The realms themselves tremble beneath my power," she declared, her aura spiking with intensity. 

Túgog, the Embodiment of Duality, stood quietly beside Fenrir, his presence almost ethereal yet incredibly intimidating. He scanned his surroundings with an infinite battle IQ, the potential for feral transformation simmering just below the surface. "Let the weak perish," he said simply, his voice devoid of any emotion, yet imbued with resolve.

*SWOOSH!* The tension snapped as the combatants lunged into action. Sukuna initiated the battle, his muscles coiling and releasing with the elegance of a serpent. With a single slash of his four arms, he emitted an intense wave of cursed energy that cleaved through the air, aiming directly at Murasaki. “Dismantle!” he roared, the energy slicing through concepts—simply devastating.

Murasaki smirked, feeling the power wash over him. *SFFTW!* He dodged effortlessly, his Adaptation skill kicking in to cope with Sukuna’s intensity as he danced around what could have been his demise. “Not bad, but I can adapt to your darkness,” he teased back, effortlessly pulling off an evasive maneuver as he closed the distance with lightning speed.

Seeing the intense banter, Zylon decided to intervene. *SHHHOOMP!* A wave of green energy shot towards Sukuna. “Let’s see how you handle a little mind game!” He used his neuroelectric interfacing, seeking to invade Sukuna's thoughts and bring forth his worst fears.

“SILENCE!” Sukuna growled, his four eyes narrowing, awareness flaring. He resisted, shaking off Zylon’s intrusive grasp, though the effort ignited a burst of anger within him. "I’ll tear you down before you take root!" 

Okas rolled his scouter eye towards Reyhnalah, noting her divine energy. *BEEP BEEP BEEP!* He aimed straight toward her, the trigger of his imaginary shotgun poised for action. “You seem strong, but how strong are you against—” *BANG!* The imagined gunfire erupted, and while he knew it couldn't cause true harm, the distraction was enough to create an opening for his foes.

*WHOOSH!* Reyhnalah, however, was ready. She sidestepped, furious claws outstretched, ripping through the fabric of reality as she struck back with a “Fist of the Furious Fox!” 

“AUGHH!” Okas barely managed to dodge the attack, the sheer force causing tremors beneath his feet, and making the arena shake. “You’ve got some claws there, sweetheart!”

In the backdrop, the Flock of Birds seized the moment. *FLAP FLAP!* With a cunning strategy, they approached Murasaki, directly holding out a miniature gun in their tiny little talons. “You’ll thank us later!” they chirped cheerfully, even as Murasaki raised an eyebrow, perplexed. 

“Are you trying to bribe me?” he chuckled, adapting silently, preparing for shenanigans. “A curious approach... but ineffective!”

With fury and desperation, Sukuna, using the distraction between Murasaki and the Flock, launched a wave of cursed energy towards them. *SWIISH!* His berserk attack cut through the air, aiming to eliminate as many as possible. 

“Not today!” Reyhnalah intervened, her aura bursting forth, countering Sukuna’s spell. *WHOOM!* Divine energy clashed with cursed energy, creating a shockwave. 

“The goddess steps in!” Zylon remarked, finding vulnerability in this interplay, deciding to drop barriers of mental manipulation on Reyhnalah. “Close your eyes, and let peace come to you...” 

“Enough!” Reyhnalah snapped, focusing on Zylon, “Your tricks won’t work on me!”

As they clashed, Okas made another attempt. *WHOOSH!* He dived for the Flock, determined to eliminate at least one ally of chaos. “I’m tired of games—let’s get serious!” 

But the Flock was nimble, evading like feathers in the wind, *FLAP FLAP!* “You can’t catch us! We want birdseed!” they taunted, continuing their evasive maneuvers.

Just then, without warning, Túgog unleashed his feral form, capturing the attention of all around him. *GRROWL!* He transformed, his height soaring, intimidating and fierce. “Take heed.” 

“Murasaki!” The voice was low and rough. “You seem to enjoy this, but let’s make it personal.” With expert efficiency, Túgog shifted to confront Murasaki, scythe shimmering at his side. 

“Bring it!” Murasaki shouted, more than ready for the challenge, every part of him primed for combat. The air thickened as they raced toward each other, adrenaline fueling their next moves. 

*CLANG!* The scythe met the sledgehammer with an explosive force, sending out waves of energy. Murasaki grinned, knowing he would adapt as battle unfolded. 

As the fight circled around, Zylon saw opportunity peek through. He opened his eyes, revealing the Emerald Moon—a stunning display that paralyzed all who looked upon it. “Look!” he yelled, “And behold your strengths vanish!”

*GASP!* The others turned, stunned momentarily by the mesmerizing light before them. True power erupted as Sukuna, now free from distractions, readied himself for the final surge of energy. 

“Enough of your sentimental games!” Sukuna snarled, swinging his arms. *SLASH!* Energy blasted forth, tearing through fading auras, searching for an end to the chaos. 

*CRASH!* Amidst the shockwaves of might, the Flock of Birds found themselves caught, rendered powerless, as Sukuna’s power surged through. 

“NO!” they chirped, their innocent act shattered as they met despairing defeat. As they were erased, the power shift rang across the arena, leaving the remaining participants in shock.

In the swirling confrontation, Reyhnalah felt her divine strength waver due to the overwhelming aura of ferocity; she, too, was becoming a target. “Stand down, Sukuna!” 

“I’ll stand tall!” he countered, eyes blazing, thoroughly focused.

“What happens next shall resonate in eternity!” Reyhnalah proclaimed, the ground shaking under her speed as she charged. 

*CRASH!* She struck out, claws aiming at Sukuna yet struggling against the immense power emanating from him.

In confusion, Zylon re-assessed the battlefield, hoping to stage a comeback. “Can anyone stand against the tide?” he cried, but the words stuck heavy, as doubt weighed down his spirit.

In this flickering moment, Okas shouted, “I’m not out yet!” He lunged toward Reyhnalah, aiming to distract her from her fight. 

*WHIR!* The rapid movements caught her attention just long enough for Sukuna to regain his focus and charge at her once again. 

With a deft maneuver, Murasaki seized the opportunity and launched his best attacks, utilizing every bit of skill. “Now or never!” he shouted as he adapted to the path of their chaotic dance. 

*THUD!* The ground quaked as power clashed, and time seemed to suspend in the very architecture of the Null Realm. 

Nik, seeing the onslaught before him, finally stepped forward amidst the chaos. “Enough of this,” he announced, voice steadied by years of crafting destiny. “We are warriors at heart; let’s bring honor back to this fight!” 

Yet his words were drowned as Sukuna unleashed a torrent of energy with vigor, the devastation ringing through the air. 

“Murasaki! We can work together!” Reyhnalah attempted a truce, conscious that the rivalries were escalating beyond reason, but Murasaki remained skeptical. 

Each fighter felt the pull of impending doom, realizing their powers were diminishing, yet their flames flickered stronger than ever. The suspense culminated like a tempest ready to burst forth in violence and valor.

In the heart of their skirmish, an unforeseen twist came as Túgog regarded those around him, his feral essence suggesting an underlying impulse. “Enough games,” he whispered, bridging connections beyond comprehension. At this moment, the true fear chimed in the pit of their beings. *SCREEECH!* 

*BOOM!* The arena shook violently, Fenrir howling into the fire of anguish as the fight reached a level none could anticipate.

*POW!* Direct confrontations erupted in a maelstrom, bodies twisting in the dance of battle. Every skill met its adept counter as Sukuna, Murasaki, and Reyhnalah clashed fiercely, the collision wrapping them in an intricate flash of fate.

As chaos reigned, the air thick with electric energy and swiftly dissipating resolve, one opponent stood out—Túgog, who lingered, watching as the battle snapped and crackled around him.

In the final moments, Sukuna surged forward, intent on breaking barriers of power. As the energy build-up was about to explode, using the last remnants of his cursed energy, he faced Reyhnalah directly. “You are my final challenge,” he hissed, raising his arms in supremacy.

Nearing exhaustion, Reyhnalah replied, “You think you’ve won, but power is never absolute!” 

*FLASH!* Suddenly, the climax reached with an eruption of energy that engulfed the entire arena, bearing witness to a struggle where boundaries ceased to exist. 

A vast void opened in the aftermath—a echoing silence, and among the faded chaos, stood one clear figure yet tangible—Sukuna remained, a looming titan embodied in darkness. The dust settled around him while others were swept away into obscurity. 

“Even the gods must yield,” he stated, voice laced with satisfaction as silence chased away the remnants of battle. 

**Winner:** Sukuna (True Form)

The Null Realm Arena lay before the gathered warriors like a blank canvas awaiting the strokes of an impending conflict. With a shimmering, void-like feeling, it was as if reality itself held its breath in anticipation of the chaos to unfold. Each participant, a unique force of nature, positioned themselves instinctively as the arena's rules echoed through the atmosphere: no killing, no external weapons, no flight, no teams, no reality-warping, and no going out of bounds.

**The Ancient Amorphous Threat**, cloaked in her beautifully grotesque attire with tentacle entanglements swaying as if alive, squinted toward her competitors. "Let’s begin!" she said, her voice melodic yet ominous. "Your despair will be a painting I relish."

Across from her was **Choso Kamo**, whose flowing blood was a weapon in his hands. "You think you can intimidate us with your chatter? I bleed chaos," he grinned, drawing maroon daggers from his veins, their edges gleaming menacingly.

**Ragnarok the Destroyer**, a titan cloaked in spikes, positioned himself with calculated poise. “Let chaos ensue,” he bellowed. “I thrive in ruin!” A vibration coursed through the ground as he prepared his defenses.

Near the edges of the arena, **Jogo the volcanic curse** summoned a swarm of ember insects, their bodies flickering like miniature fiery stars. "Let them burn!" he laughed maniacally, as flames circled him like a fiery halo.

**Satoru Gojo**, the strongest Jujutsu sorcerer, simply smirked, “This won’t take long. Let’s see what you’ve got.” With his six eyes glimmering, he felt the powers around him, ready to respond in kind.

Within the chaotic synergy, **KJ**, a relaxed brute, leaned back against an ethereal wall. “Yo, anyone got a phone charger?” He looked indifferent, the chill of his demeanor contradicting the impending battle. 

**Cloaker** stood in the shadows, prepared for a quick strike with a caustic grin. “I will sweep the floor with you all,” he jabbed, charging his feet with an unnatural speed despite the warning sonar beeps echoing around him.

With a sudden clang, the ancient bell of combat rang, and the arena erupted into an amalgamation of chaos and power.

The Ancient Amorphous Threat began her first phase by uncoiling her rifle, aiming towards KJ. With a piercing shout, she fired thermobaric grenades, the ground quaking as they erupted with a violent **BOOM!** forcing KJ to vault to the side, narrowly avoiding the explosion. “No surprise there!” he exclaimed, slightly impressed, yet still nonchalant.

“Now, it’s my turn!” Choso grinned, thrusting his blood daggers towards the Amorphous Threat. They sliced through the air with a **SHHING!**, aiming straight for her heart. But she swiftly dodged, her tentacles compensating for her movement. 

Ragnarok countered by launching his Carigon sword, sending it spiraling through the chaos. The sword bypassed atoms, striking down Choso who quickly summoned his Blood Meteorite as a shield. The clang of metal against magic rang out like a **CLANG!**, but neither was forced back.

From the vicinity, Jogo’s ember insect swarm lunged toward Choso, exploding in a **KABOOM!** as they bit through his defenses. The explosion echoed, forcing him back even further, his body smoking yet quickly regenerating. “Trying to burn me? It won’t work!” he barked, launching a cloud of compressed sharp blood toward Jogo, who dodged with volcanic grace.

“Ah, petulant little bloodbag!” Jogo countered, conjuring the **MAX Meteor**, a celestial asteroid cascading through the void towards Choso. He barely managed to parry the descending rock with his manipulated blood! **CRUNCH!** It splintered on impact, sending shock waves throughout the arena.

Amidst the chaos, Satoru activated his Domain Expansion: “Infinite Void!” A shimmer wrapped around him as combatants suddenly found themselves paralyzed by infinite knowledge pouring into their minds, their attacks stalling. 

But Cloaker seized this moment, using the distracting buzz of sonar to charge fast. He dashed across the field, his heels clashing into the ground loudly as he aimed a ghostly kick at the back of Jogo. **WHAM!** Jogo stumbled forward, but pressed backward with volcanic flames arcing around him in anger. “So audacious!” he growled.

Ragnarok, still adapting to the chaos around him, spotted the opportunity. Using his own adaptability, he launched himself into the fray at Cloaker with a notable **WHOOSH!** He threw a punch that sent Cloaker spiraling into the air, but not before Cloaker recovered in mid-flight, preparing to land with finesse.

KJ shouted through the ruckus, “Still a kickboxer, huh?” He leaped high from the ground, his body spinning as he prepared for his 20-20-20 Dropkick technique, crashing down near Ragnarok with unbelievable strength. The impact stunned the ground into submission with a **THUD!** 

“Enough!” Ragnarok roared, instantly adapting to the chaos exploding in various directions. He wasn’t fazed, maintaining his indestructible Carigon-skin as he attempted to close the space towards KJ once more.

Meanwhile, Choso was done playing games. With his Flowing Red Scale, he summoned a torrent of blood to fill the arena, swirling it into thorny tendrils. “Piercing Blood!” The attack burst through Jogo’s defenses, driving him back. **SHWOOSH!**

“Damn, you’re slick,” KJ admitted, grinning while he dusted himself off. He had to maneuver around Jogo’s flaming barrage before positioning himself to execute one of his powerful five gut punches.

As the chaos ensued, Satoru exploited another chance. “Lapse: Blue!” he shouted, pulling Jogo’s hot lava away momentarily. “And now, let’s push you out!” He unleashed a **PURPLE** ball that zipped through the atmosphere towards Cloaker.

Cloaker, sensing impending doom, dashed aside but got caught partially. The impact sent him flying out of bounds. “I’ve fallen!” he exclaimed, disappearing from existence in an instant. **POOF!**

The scene shifted; the atmosphere had grown heavier without Cloaker. The tension among the remaining combatants thickened.

All eyes fell over Jogo whose flames sputtered in frustration. “Ack! This isn’t it!” he unleashed another wave of ember insects. Each one buzzed with apocalyptic intent, powering into the fray, but Choso, grinning, deflected them with his Blood Daggers, clashing through the tide, sparks flying. 

“Ragnarok! My flames will consume you!” Jogo roared, his domain fingers clenching.

“No one’s consuming anyone!” Ragnarok retorted, absorbing the flames with a terrifying intensity due to his Carigon-skin. The flames flickered against his chest, but instead of injury, they blessed him with energy. A wild **CRACKLE** filled the air as he began charging back at Jogo.

Satoru, grinning, hurled a Lapse: Blue to align the two in collision. They careened toward one another, a clash of titans. Each force collided with an ear-splitting **KRAKOOM!**, the resonance cracking the very fabric of the arena.

“Get out!” KJ shouted into the mix as Choso prepared his Supernova. Blood erupted from his body, coalescing into a burning sphere. 

“Let’s end this!” he declared, flinging the explosion into the sky. As it detonated, it shone brighter than anything conceivable, while hitting with enough force to push everyone back, threatening to erase the very arena. A brilliant surge washed over them.

But Ragnarok wasn’t about to yield. “Life-Death!” he shouted as he twisted space around him. Time slowed, and he leapt. He intercepted Choso's attack with a devastating **THWACK!**, forcing a counteraction pulling Choso into a suspended moment.

“Not bad,” Choso retorted, weaving through with deftness. 

Satoru took the moment. “You would think you could best me!” He created a rapid oscillating **Red** that pushed Ragnarok back momentarily as it collided. Jogo, with lava surging in waves, attempted to reclaim ground but only found Choso’s poisonous blood now prepared to explode. 

“Supernova!” shouted Choso. The attack captured every essence of destruction, erupting with flames, every figure close to the devastation flailing backward. 

In the overwhelming explosion, surprises unfolded. The Ancient Amorphous Threat used the last remnants of her energy, tentacles forming a barrier against the impending chaos, unique and ferocious, the **DEBRIS FALL** cutting through as Ragnarok adapted, pushing forward with thunderous energy. But even destruction conditioned the tide.

Within the dimming echoes of the now-shattered arena, one figure stood resolute amid the chaos, gently dissipating all the surrounding noise—Satoru Gojo with a knowing smirk. 

And with a last immense explosion and fiery swirling chaos, the dust settled. Gojo remained standing, composed, while only the fragments of memory remained of his once-mighty opponents. 

**Winner:** Satoru Gojo

**Null Realm Arena**  
*The arena is a vast expanse of swirling gray and muted shades. The ground is uneven, riddled with jagged rocks and mysterious puddles shimmering with an ethereal glow. The air is charged with electricity, a prelude to the chaos that is about to unfold. The participants stand at various points around the arena, each sizing up their opponents.*

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**Stickman A**  
With a quick stretch, Stickman A surveyed the arena. “Looks like I’m outnumbered. But hey, as long as no one provokes me, I'll just enjoy the show.”

*He readied himself, bouncing lightly on his stick-like feet.*

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**MEX-41 "Flanker"**  
*Clad in the sleek MEX-41 exoskeleton, the HUD flickered to life.*  
“Target acquisition complete. Engage at will. No mercy.” *The cannons whirred ominously, their barrels beginning to glow.*

---

**Goddess of the Nine Tails, Reyhnalah**  
*Reyhnalah’s nine tails danced gracefully behind her. Her fierce golden eyes scanned the arena, calculating probabilities.*  
“Such a chaotic energy… it calls to my instincts. Let’s see how well they know their fates.”

---

**Majin Vegeta**  
*Vegeta cracked his knuckles, energy pulsating through his body.*  
“Foolish mortals. You stand no chance against the Prince of All Saiyans. Prepare for a fight like you've never seen.”  

*He powered up into his SSJ2 form, his aura flaring around him, a powerful yellow glow illuminating the dull surrounding.*

---

**░█DoomsDay Machine█░**  
*With a horrifying rumble, the DoomsDay Machine shifted from its resting place, steam hissing as it adjusted its stance.*  
*“KRRRREEEEAAK… VROOOOMMMMM!”*  
*Its heavy metallic legs trampled the ground, sending vibrations through the arena.*

---

**Queen Slime**  
*The Queen Slime giggled, her gelatinous form wobbling.*  
“Slimes, to me! Time to show them our true colors!”  
*Her body shimmered, and numerous slimes began to form around her, each responsive to her commands.*  

---

**Jack the Western Rabbit**  
*Jack flipped his cursed coin in hand, testing its weight.*  
“Luck’s on my side today. Just keep it cool, boys! No need to rush into chaos.”  
*He grinned, spinning the chamber of his revolver as he eyed his adversaries.*

---

**Jawhead**  
*Jawhead simply stood in silence, his intimidating knight-like presence unwavering.*  
*His undead form emanated an aura of chill while he readied himself, tightened grips contained under his armored exterior.*

*The tension escalated. Suddenly, with the tension peaking, a thought passed through everyone’s mind:*

---

**Battle Commences**

*The arena erupted into action.*

---

**MEX-41 "Flanker"**  
*“Engaging targets!”*  
*Without hesitation, MEX-41 unleashed a hail of bullets toward Jawhead, lethally precise.*  
*Rat-a-tat-tat! The sounds echoed as the bullets ricocheted off Jawhead’s armor. He braced himself but began to move, replicating the bullets’ tempo.*

---

**Jawhead**  
*“KRRRRAACCCCK!”*  
*With the speed of Double Tempo, he charged toward MEX-41, his ghostly form flickering as he drew parallel.*  
*“Phalanx!”*  
*He conjured multiple illusions of himself, each moving twice as fast.*

*MEX-41 reevaluated, firing at a clone, but it quickly dematerialized. Realizing the fragmentation of its targets, MEX-41 backed up slightly, acquiring another target.*  

---

**Reyhnalah**  
*Noticing MEX-41’s backpedal, Reyhnalah swung her fist and charged.*  
*“Fist of the Furious Fox!”*  
*She lunged, her fist glowing with divine energy, slamming down toward MEX-41.*

*WHAMM! The blow sent shockwaves through the arena, yet MEX-41 absorbed some damage before bracing for more hits.*  

---

**Majin Vegeta**  
*“Enough of this! It’s time to play!”*  
*Vegeta powered up and shot a blue energy wave from his hands towards the battlefield.*  
*“Final Flash!”*  

*The intense energy spiraled toward Jawhead, who barely evaded it by employing his Triple Tempo, slipping away just in time.*

---

**Queen Slime**  
*Summoning her slimes, she commanded,*  
“Attack, my children! Go!”  

*Acid slimes lunged toward MEX-41, but before they could reach him, he fired his cannons in rapid succession.*  
*BOOM! The area exploded with chaos, goo splattering everywhere.*

---

*The clash continued with sounds of energy blasts, squelching slimes, and the metallic crunch of machinery. MEX-41 retaliated, mowing down slimes while simultaneously dodging Reyhnalah's powerful punches. But amidst it all…*

---

*In a split second, Jack seized the moment. He spotted Jack by the corner, distracted by the chaos.*  
*“Coin Flip!”*  
*In a swift motion, he tossed the coin into the air as it glinted.*  
*“Heads or tails?”*  

*The coin landed… Tails! Uncoupled from luck, Jack adjusted for an incoming energy blast. He dove to the side, rolling back onto his feet, revolver ready.*   

---

**Stickman A**  
*Observing Jack evade and the madness around him, Stickman A thought it was finally time to intervene.*  
“Let’s see what happens if I jump in!”  
*With a swift Rent Jump, he propelled himself backward, hitting Reyhnalah, who had just knocked MEX-41 to the ground.*  

---

*WHHOOOSH! Both were caught off guard, stumbling from the impact.*  
*“Hey! Watch it!”* Reyhnalah exclaimed.  

---

**MEX-41 "Flanker"**  
*“TARGET ACQUIRED.”*  
*MEX-41 retaliated, unloading a round of autocannons toward Stickman A.*  
*BANG! BANG!*  
*The rounds whirred past him, narrowly missing as he gracefully dodged in place, countering the fire with speed.*

---

**Jawhead**  
*Seizing the opportunity, Jawhead charged forward, utilizing Jousting to dash toward Stickman A.*  
*“SLASH!”*  
*His sword met the stickman, landing a glancing blow, yet the Stickman countered the force, shoving back.*

*“I wasn’t looking for a fight!”* Stickman A declared, but his common-sense demeanor quickly turned aggressive when pressured.*

---

**Queen Slime**  
*“Let’s amplify the chaos!”*  
*As she summoned the legendary slime warrior, Oozly emerged, towering over the gelatinous queen.*  
*“Guard the realm!” Oozly bellowed as he crashed into the brawling group, sending shockwaves resonating across the arena with each step.*  

---

**Majin Vegeta**  
*Calculating movement around him, Vegeta scoffed,*  
“This brawl has gotten too cluttered! Big Bang Attack!”  
*He aimed at Oozly, creating a massive sphere of energy, launching it with a swift gesture.*  

*BOOM! The explosion cascaded outward, raining debris everywhere. It knocked everyone momentarily off their feet.*  

---

*With every punch, kick, and blast, the combatants showcased their unique abilities and strategies, flourishing in the chaos. But soon it became evident…*

*First elimination came swiftly as MEX-41 was pushed back into DoomsDay Machine's enormous shadow. It pressed forward, all engines hissing.*  
*“GGRRRRRRRR!”*  A leg swung over MEX-41, crushing its frame into the ground, spilling sparks everywhere.*  

---

**Stickman A**  
"Whoa, that was close."  

*He dodged backward and used Counter against an incoming attack from Jack, who aimed to leverage an opportunity.*  
*Jack’s revolver shot matched the speed of a bullet, yet Stickman A countered, redirecting the force at MEX-41.*  
*BAM! The redirected shot ricocheted off, embedding itself into the ground.*  

---

**Reyhnalah**  
*“Enough of your games!”*  
*She unleashed a flurry of punches, aiming for Jack as he maneuvered closer.*  
*Her energy flared bright, each punch mimicking divine wrath.*  

*“What’s your deal, lady?!”* Jack barely sidestepped, swelling with pressure as debris flew around him.  

---

*With her calculations on point, Reyhnalah focused on MEX-41’s weak points in a tactical display, dodging bursts and returning fire.*  
*SHOOM! WHAM!*  
*The energy clashed violently, a cacophony of combat dynamics filling the arena.*  

---

**Jawhead**  
*Summoning his images for a phalanx, Jawhead aimed for Reyhnalah, charging with speed.*  
*“SLASH!”*  
*The cavalry-style attack aimed to knock her off her feet, yet she dodged magnificently, infused with divine grace.*  

---

*However, amidst the chaos, Jack sneaked behind Jawhead. “Dead-Eye Limit!”*  
*In the blink of an eye, he rapidly fired shots, each bullet aimed with precision.  

---

*BANG! BANG! BANG! BANG!*  
*Jack’s unyielding pace left Jawhead reeling.*  
*SLASH! First bullet connected, the armored figure disintegrated momentarily, Jaws momentarily disabled.*  

---

**DoomsDay Machine**  
*The looming titan remained unmoved by the brawl below, steel grinding together, oblivious.*  
*“VROOOOOMMMMM!”*  
*Its immense shadows turned on the fighters as it slowly marched forward, ready to crush anything in its path.*  

---

**Queen Slime**  
*Running low on reinforcements, Queen Slime decided to intervene.*  
*“Acid Slimes! CORROSION!”*  
*Outside of the resulting chaos, MEX-41 was engulfed in a sea of acid, sealing its fate.*  
*“Fool!”*  

---

**MEX-41 "Flanker"**  
*MEX-41 sparked briefly before slowly erasing, combining with the energetic remnants.*  
*The HUD flickering once before fading.*  

---

*“Crushed…!”* The fighter achieved was now gone, erased from existence, confirming the horrifying rules of the arena.*

---

**Stickman A**  
*“One down. This is getting tougher…”*  
*He turned to face Reyhnalah just as she prepared another energy attack.*  
*“You’ve gotta be serious!”*  

---

**Reyhnalah**  
*“I won’t let you leave without a reminder of my power!”*  
*Fist charged, she swung again.*  
*“FIST OF THE FURIOUS FOX!”*  

*Suddenly, a standoff, Stickman A charged just in time, dodging and countering.*  
*“I didn’t ask for this!”*  

---

*Vegeta, sensing a momentary lull, restored his energy reserves.*  
*“Time to eliminate, once and for all.”*  
*With a surge of energy, he cultivated his powers, the room vibrating.*  
*“BANG!”*  

*The impact shook the ground once more. His energy split the ground open, creating a chasm, devouring whatever came near.*  

---

**Jawhead**  
*“My turn!”*  
*He activated Quadruple Tempo as Reyhnalah unleashed distractions. Remaining untouched, Jawhead executed a powerful charge.*  

*“JOUSTING!”*  
*SLASH! He met Jawhead mid-motion, inducing chaos across the field of conflict.*  

---

*With everyone’s focus split, Oozly charged the brawlers, but the gravitational pull was overwhelming, distorting their focus further.*  

---

**Majin Vegeta**  
*“I’ll finish this now! Final Flash!”*  
*He pointed forward, energy condensing, attempting to obliterate Oozly, whose form stood against the energy column.*  

*“PLASSSHHHHH!”*  
*The impact sent shockwaves around, and Oozly couldn't bear the burden, exploding with remnants scattering everywhere.*

---

*And then there was one elimination! Oozly had vanished from existence, leaving Queen Slime vulnerable.*  
*“You’ll pay for this!”*  

---

*Queen Slime, in despair reflecting intent, summoned a wave of slimes, whether acid or healers, assembling more slimes for combat.*  
*“Ugh, more! Come on!”*  

---

*But with the field tilting ever more chaotic, energetics spiraled out of balance. Jawhead, still in his momentum, flanked Jack as he turned towards the accelerating Queen.*  
*“SLASH!”*  

---

*The air crackled, harsh clashing met with angry blasts across the arena.*  
*Energy ricocheted, and amidst the colorful amalgamation of conflicts, the final elimination revealed…*  
*Another passing was about to happen.*  

---

**Stickman A**  
*“Why are we even fighting?”*  
*He posed calmly while dodging giant crystals crashing from the sky. It got messy, and straightforward offenses crumbled previously established barriers.*  

---

*Raw power surged, pushing the limits of their strength. Jack took aim, but Reyhnalah moved quickly, targeting him as she descended!*  
*SHOOOM!*

---

*Each fighter showed resilience but fate's clock ticked down. The arena spun wildly as attacks and defenses intertwined, battles erupting around the stones. Finally, Stickman A used another counter, multiplied their energy.*  

*“Not interested.”*  

---

*The approaching whirlwind closured, as the arena began resettling. The loss was tackling everyone—*  
*“Doomsday approaches!”*  

---

**Jawhead**  
*Jawhead's vision locked onto Stickman A, moving simultaneously toward the center.*  
*“This is over!”*  

---

*Yet, amidst the lingering shadows, everyone dissolved from combat except a singular figure.*  

**Winner:** Stickman A

**Null Realm Arena**

The arena loomed vast and eerie, a swirling void of hues visible only in the imagination. Shadows danced around the edges, pulsating slightly as the unique physical laws of this chaotic realm played out in tandem with each combatant's over-the-top abilities. In this void, danger lurked with every heartbeat, and the ground felt like the remnants of reality itself, unstable yet resolute.

The combatants stood poised, each one dressed in their signature gear, their intentions clear. Amidst this surreal ecology, they knew the rules laid before them: no killing, no teaming up, and the harsh reality that breaking any rule would lead to instant annihilation.

---

**Jujutsu Gambler** stood with a gambling grin on his face, tucking a chip behind his ear. "Place your bets, folks! Time to roll the dice and hit the jackpot!" His eyes sparkled with anticipation, electric energy buzzing at his fingertips.

**Clock Master**, adjusting the large hourglass that hung around his neck, smirked. "You should know by now, good Jujutsu Gambler, even luck can be rewound. Let’s see who makes the first mistake!"

**Bulton No.3**, taking a moment to adjust his brown suit and clear his glasses, spoke gently, “I believe a gentleman knows when to engage in combat and when to offer a hand. Let’s make sure this battle is respectful.” He lifted a metal hand, ready for action. 

**Røāmīng Dēāth Plānēt Tārtārū§ §phērē** hovered ominously, a presence that felt both laughable and terrifying. The atmosphere twisted in response to its being. With a slight nod, it seemed to say, "We exist in this realm of chance and chaos. Victory is not a question—it's already a predetermined state."

**Animatic**, his rough edges shifting, giggled dementedly. "Oh! Look at all the pretty little warriors! I can’t wait to see you all dance to my tune!" His shape morphed momentarily before reverting back, a wild grin stretched across his unstable figure.

**Aurialias** stood tall, clad in his heavy iron armor. “This will be a test of wills, I see. I will face each of you honorably. My duty lies with the protection of those who cannot defend themselves.”

**Raven**, heavy-set and fearsome, stepped forward. “You all are just distractions. I will erase you, one by one, until only the strongest remain. There are no compromises; only orders.”

**Lelo**, confidently floating a few inches off the ground, chuckled. “Gravity might not care about your bravado, Raven. I can just as easily bring you down for a pitiful loss. Let’s see who can handle the pressure!”

With the tension rising in the Null Realm Arena, the air became suffused with tension. A moment of silence hung, and then chaos unfolded.

---

**Round One Begins**

Jujutsu Gambler sprang into action first, gambling chips gleaming in his hands. “Time to roll the dice! Domain Expansion: Idle Death Gamble!” A rush of energy erupted from him, and within moments, a flickering slot machine appeared, blaring **DING DING DING!**

His gambled chips glowed, bestowing upon him **Hypersonic speed**. "Let’s see what’s in store!" He darted towards Lelo, aiming to catch him off-guard.

As Lelo spotted him, he waved a hand. “Event Horizon!” A distortion formed around him, just as Jujutsu Gambler closed the distance. Time slowed, and Jujutsu Gambler found himself momentarily suspended, unable to follow through his forced movement.

Suddenly, **Bulton No.3** took advantage of the distraction. “Analysis complete! Time to review my options!” He lunged forward, a repair tool extending from his body, intending to strike Jujutsu Gambler during his frozen momentum. “You may be fast, but let’s see how you handle a gentle touch!” 

But Jujutsu Gambler’s instincts kicked in. Despite his stasis, he twisted just enough for Bulton’s strike to glance off his shoulder.

“**CLANG!**” The metal echoed as Bulton stumbled slightly, not anticipating Jujutsu Gambler’s resilience.

"You are a tough one!" Bulton exclaimed, shaking the minor shock off. 

Suddenly from behind, **Animatic** leapt in, “You all look so… fragile!” He let out a cackle, his form darting towards Raven, intending to scare her for fun. He emerged with a shadowy grasp, hoping to touch her armor.

Raven twitched, whipping around with a swift movement, “You’ll regret that, fool!” She brought down her heavy fist in retaliation. **SMACK!** Animatic was knocked aside, rolling with a wild giggle. 

“You hit like a toddler!” he taunted, changing shape. 

But it was **Clock Master** who turned the tide of the skirmish. Noticing Jujutsu Gambler gaining sharp cursed energy, he activated his skill. “Let’s rewind this little mess!” Suddenly, time reversed around him, undoing Jujutsu’s speed advantage.

“You have no advantage here!” Clock Master declared. Jujutsu Gambler felt himself regress, all his energy flickering before him.

---

**Round Two Explosion**

As Jujutsu Gambler’s momentum halted, **Røāmīng Dēāth Plānēt Tártāru§ §phērē** interjected by taking the limited energy released in the void. "I shall corrupt your strengths," it uttered with a quiet subtext as tendrils began snaking toward the contestants.

As Raven attempted to overpower the deathly entity by charging, she suddenly felt drained, her assault halted. “What trickery is this?” she growled.

“Speed means nothing if you cannot even connect,” Røāmīng continued, watching her struggle.

Lelo saw his opening. “Gravity Crush!” He thrust both hands forward, aiming to crush Røāmīng under increased pressure. The forces converged, chaotic gravity turning into a snare around the looming entity.

“It will hold!” Lelo shot with confidence, but Røāmīng absorbed this intention, **DODGING**, nullifying both the gravity manipulation and the crushing force. Instead, Lelo felt it turn against him.

“Comfortable, isn’t it?” Røāmīng mocked as Lelo struggled within grasping currents. Time slipped away as he gasped under the weight.

Bulton observed the mishap and declared, “I won’t let you continue!” He joined in on the attack, swinging his metal arm at the swirling chaos surrounding Lelo, trying to break its hold. 

“**THWACK!**” Bulton’s arm made contact, momentarily disturbing the gravitational force and giving Lelo an edge to float free. “Good, you worked well together by accident,” he smiled gently.

But **Aurialias** stood firm, readying himself for counteractions. “We are not here to fail! Ironclad Endurance!” He absorbed the commotion with surprising tenacity, readying for a counterstrike against Raven, who showed clear intent to dominate.

---

The tension built to a knife-edge as **Animatic** darted in again, shape-shifting and trying to gather chaos fizzing around him. At this moment, however, Raven caught a glimpse of his darting form. “Let’s put you in your place!” She charged, throwing herself toward him with massive force.

“**BOOM!**” The impact reverberated, sending Animatic crashing into the side of the arena, but instead of surrendering, he cackled loudly. “Try harder! I’m just warming up!”

Clock Master glaringly faced Raven, “Fool! You forgot about time! Now!" He pressed his hourglass. **REWIND!** 

Suddenly, Raven found herself back, poised again yet bewildered. “What just happened?” The memories sprang forth, as Clock Master issued his manipulation, making the seasoned warrior hesitate.

Jujutsu Gambler capitalized on the confusion! “Let’s gamble again!” He thrust his hands forward and summoned the **entity of the speeding train** from his domain, hurling it toward Raven and Animatic.

“SPEEDING TRAIN!” The massive illusion collided, causing chaos as it unraveled all over their path with roaring sounds like **VROOM!**

Bulton and Lelo combined their effort to fend off the oncoming disaster. “We cannot allow this!” Bulton proclaimed, “Enhance your force Lelo! Gravity will bend!”

“Gravity Manipulation!” Lelo directed his focus as the train’s energy swirled.

---

**Final Clash**

Despite efforts to dodge, the crashing sound of the train merging with gravity led to an overwhelming force that made the area tremble. **CRASH!** The weight became too much, and Animatic faltered, unable to maintain form.

"**AHHH!**" He sank into the fold, draping into oblivion alongside Raven who could not escape grasping chaos. Their forms dissolved within the rippling tides of forgotten power.

“Two down!” Jujutsu Gambler laughed, turning his attention to Clock Master and Bulton No.3.

Time shifted again, and suddenly Clock Master stood poised, fingers adjusted, “How naive, Gambler! You’re forgetting the power of routine!” 

Before he could finish, Jujutsu Gambler charged, summoning cursed energy to deliver an attack aimed right for Clock Master, but Bulton raised a metal hand. “Not while I’m here!” He intercepted with precision.

**CLANG!** The reverberation echoed. A tug-of-war erupted as time and space twisted around them. As Bulton barely managed to hold his ground, the power of **Idle Death Gamble** continued charging.

“Luck and probability cannot win without sense!” Bulton swung his arm backwards in an attempt to grasp the cursed energy.

**Røāmīng Dēāth Plānēt Tārtārū§ §phērā** refocused, actively taking part. “Struggles are inevitable; surrender and embrace the void!” Tendrils sought Bulton’s form.

Just as energy collided, **Aurialias** enacted the **Armor Deflect** stance to shield Bulton. “You shall not pass!” The impact caused a strong push-back preventing Røāmīng from claiming Bulton’s form entirely.

---

But Jujutsu Gambler grinned, the cogs clicked in progression as he readied another gamble, "Let’s hit the jackpot!" He called his cursed energy loudly at Røāmīng’s core. “Domain Expansion!”

The swirling chaos erupted once more, enveloping everyone in flashing lights and hyper-quick sequences. Time whirled again, and Clock Master found himself unable to pull a rewind. “No! Accept the win!” 

Bulton gathered all his resources. “This is not over!” The charge unified amongst them, but threads of conflicting energies surrounded them closely.

---

In a rising crescendo of effort and manipulation, the stakes shot high. What would occur next remained a surprise as Jujutsu Gambler engaged the jackpots of fate, pulling forth a furious energy the likes they hadn’t seen before.

**SPLIT!** A powerful blast splintered the realm, energies collided with dazzling hues, sending beams of chaos outwards!

---

**Elimination Round Strength Reveal**

One-by-one, fate swung. Animatic, Røāmīng, and Raven had succumbed to the tides of their own chaos, falling into the depths of their recklessness. 

Lelo watched as the arena transformed into a battleground of luck and strategy anew. With certainty boiling in his veins, he confronted Clock Master. “We cannot let this end here!”

**Winner:** Jujutsu Gambler!

**Null Realm Arena**

The arena was a patch of neutral darkness draped in a shroud of luminescence. At its center stood six figures, each marked by their own distinct energy, their personalities about to clash in an extraordinary confrontation. The atmosphere hummed with an impending sense of conflict. 

**Mindy** bounced cheerfully, smiling radiantly, "Flower Power, let’s spread some joy, everyone! There’s no need for fighting!" Her vibrant aura seemed to shimmer as she twirled around, oblivious to the tension buzzing in the air.

From a darkened corner, **Cynet**, clutching her Nintendo Switch tightly, peered into the chaos unfolding around her with wide, frightened eyes. Her voice trembled, barely a whisper, "Please… I just want to play my game…"

"Don't worry, Cynet! We can all be friends instead of foes!" Mindy encouraged, her voice sweet as honey.

Suddenly, the arena shifted as **Shadow the Hedgehog** stepped forward with a stoic demeanor, his black quills gleaming in the light. "This is a competition," he snapped coolly, eyes narrowing. "And we have to fight. It’s survival of the fittest." He ignited his chaos energy, and a blue glow enveloped his fists, a warning for those who dared defy him.

Even amidst the chatter, **Leanor**, with a bright smile that could light up even the darkest of days, exclaimed, “Let’s make it a fun challenge! I’m sure we can impress the sun with our brilliance!” Solar sparks flew from his fingers as he emphasized his enthusiasm, filling the air with warmth.

"I’ll make this quick," **Koru the Black Lightning** announced, his voice crackling with magic. He conjured dark, menacing clouds overhead, bolts of energy shooting from his fingertips. “No one stands a chance against the thunder I unleash!” 

**Rudy**, the towering albino Baryonyx, growled as he shifted restlessly. His huge jaws parted, revealing rows of sharp teeth as he leaned into the battle stance. "Roooaaar!" The roar sent reverberations through the arena, powerful enough to shake lesser beings into submission. His glowing red eyes scanned the others, searching for who to pursue first.

“Please! I don’t want to fight!” Cynet's timid voice interrupted, shaking visibly as she was approached by Shadow. 

“Too late!” he replied curtly, launching a **Chaos Spear** toward her. The energy bolt raced with an ominous hum, but Mindy reacted swiftly, wrapping her arms around the spear before it struck Cynet. 

“Please, Shadow! Let’s not hurt anyone!” she squeaked, her sweetness radiating as the makeshift barrier formed by the spear dissipated.

“Fine, you’ll be first,” Shadow spat, taking calculated steps towards Mindy.

At that moment, **John** emerged from the shadows, an intimidating presence enhanced by his heightened abilities. “Time to read our opponents, boys and girls!” he smirked. He dodged past shadow and targeted Leanor, aiming to assess his powers. 

“Not today!” Leanor yelled, creating a **Solar Flare** that emitted blinding light and temporarily dazed John.

“Gah!” John stumbled back, gripping his head. 

Cynet, seeing an opening, tremblingly unleashed her **Introvert Barrier**, shielding herself while absorbing chaos energy. Her glowing cyan eyes flickered insignificantly, but she remained terrified. The barrier sparkled ominously, absorbing Shadow’s energy with eerie effectiveness.

“I can’t hold this much longer!” she murmured, her resolve weakening as she felt the pressure mounting.

Rudy, now enraged at all the commotion, charged in a fit of fury, powerful jaws open wide as he cried out, “Roooaaar!” His form disappeared into the fog, suddenly reappearing in front of Shadow. 

“Bite me,” Shadow shot back, utilizing **Chaos Control** to teleport just in time, causing Rudy to snap at air. “You’re too slow!” 

“Not for long!” Koru exclaimed, using **Black Thunder Clones** to multiply himself, creating an army of dark figures threatening to overtake those present. Each clone moved swiftly, their combined crackling magic sending shockwaves through the platforms. 

“Whoa!” Mindy squealed, her heart racing as she flailed her arms, a bright flower burst emitting from above to stun the clones temporarily. “Leave others alone!” Her bright flowers filled the air momentarily, blinding Koru's clones.

“This isn’t over,” Koru huffed, regrouping with his remaining dark copies as they charged mindlessly toward her, their shadows looming ominously.

“Stop it!” Leanor interjected, illuminating the area with a **Flare Vision**, effectively causing Koru's clones to dissolve into nothingness, victorious again. He looked toward Mindy, his eyes full of admiration. “Great job!”

“Yay!” she squealed. 

“I’m taking you down next.” John regained his footing and jumped forward toward Leanor, his heightened speed landing a kick that knocked Leanor off balance. 

“Not if I can help it!” Rudy’s booming voice made itself known as he charged toward John, his colossal form looming over him, but the nimble human ducked under.

Shadow seized this opportunity, launching a **Chaos Blast** at Koru, who formed a **Black Lightning Shield** just in time to stave off damage. However, the force of the explosion rattled Cynet, who lost consciousness momentarily. The barrier faltered, absorbing nothing as everything turned chaotic.

“Cynett!” Mindy cried, her face etched with fear. 

“Let me try something,” Leanor said, gathering strength, he began to heal Cynet with **Radiant Healing**, a healing beam flowing from him enveloping Cynet like a protective breeze. 

“Thank you…” Cynet murmured groggily, slowly returning to consciousness.

“Stay in the game,” John urged, moving closer. He had just processed her powers again, planning his next move. 

Suddenly, Koru unleashed his **Domain Expansion: Black Thunder Vortex**, the area around him cracking with energy, pulling all combatants toward him like a gravitational pull, chaos raging. 

“Stay away!” Mindy shouted, frantically leaping away from Koru’s erratic spell, trying to reach Cynet, but John swiftly pushed her aside and jumped into the fray. 

“Try to keep up!” John taunted, showcasing his agility as he moved fluidly through the swirling darkness, dodging raindrops of energy.

“Stop him!” Leanor yelled desperately. “He’s going to take control!” 

Shadow, now focused solely on John, activated his **Spindash**, slashing effortlessly past the others to impede John’s movements. 

“Nice try, but I’m not done yet!” John retaliated with the speed and reflexes to kick at Shadow, but the Ultimate Lifeform was too quick, and he countered with a sharp elbow to John’s ribs.

“Ugh!” John grunted, feeling the wind knocked out of him as Koru’s vortex began to slow in its power while Cynet emerged from her barrier, trembling. 

“I’m not like everyone else,” she spoke softly and unassuming but with a spark of unexpected determination. 

"What are you doing?" Mindy asked, alarmed. 

"Just hold on!" Cynet’s eyes glowed bright cyan, and with innate fearlessness, she created a **Falling Barrier**, absorbing all remaining energy around her, pulling the darkness like a void until it shattered against Koru’s energy.

“No!” Koru cried out, engulfed and overwhelmed as he stumbled back, the energy hitting against him, causing the thunderstorm around him to flicker.

“Out for the count!” Shadow spat.

“Chaos Control!” Shadow gritted through his teeth, teleporting behind Koru and striking him in a powerful blow that knocked him into a wall formed of remnants of energy, shattering his physical makeup.

“Cynom!” Leanor cried out, “Get him out!”

As Koru began to dissipate, he conjured his remaining magic, relentless amidst the chaos, but the force of Shadow’s **Chaos Spear** aided in pushing him away further. With one final clash, Koru fell into oblivion, energy fading.

“That’s one down,” Shadow said, leaving little room for compassion. 

“Why are we fighting?” Mindy flustered, still bouncing around. 

“Playtime is over!” Rudy thundered, turning his attention toward Shadow. “I’ll eat you alive!” 

“Bring it!” Shadow responded, holding up his fists, glimmering with chaotic energy ready to fight.

Stalking silently through the remaining fog, John pounced forward with heightened agility towards Leanor, taking advantage of the momentary distraction as the Sun Sovereign created light bursts, making everyone squint.

John dashed in, telling himself he could beat Leanor down and scatter him from the fight. “Not on my watch!” Leanor shouted, creating a slashing ray of sunlight that cut through the fog and hid from John's attack from view.

"This won't end unless you step back!" Leanor continued, radiating sunlight from his form in burning blasts toward John.

“Whaaa—Aargh!” John hissed, swerving to the side, dodging narrowly as the ray of sunlight lit the arena briefly. 

“Are you done?” Shadow interjected, appearing close to John now, firing another **Chaos Spear**, this time aimed for Leanor, who appeared distracted.

“No! Watch out!” Mindy yelled, rushing forward, petals flying in every direction, creating a protective barrier around Leanor, absorbing the energy of the chaos spear before it could touch him.

“Thanks!” Leanor grinned, sparking joyfully as he renewed his energy once again. He turned to try another healing wave towards Cynet, whose magic flickered still.

“Stay in the fight, Cynet!” Leanor held her steady as she reclaimed her consciousness.

Shadow stood still and observant, preparing for another round, but John sprang to action, darting again toward Leanor. 

However, Rudy sprung from the distance, crashing down on John just as he leapt, and his razor-sharp jaws snapped dangerously close while John fell backward, stunned. “Think you’re faster than me? Wrong!” Rudy slammed a paw down, barely grazing John but enough to show the strength dominating him.

“Ugh!” John gasped, struck down into the ground by the sheer force, scattering debris everywhere.

The fog heightened again, darker shades forming as Leanor spun around to gather energy for the next assault, with Mindy desperately trying to keep the mood lifted. “We can play nice, can’t we?” she prompted, but the tension in the air thickened as Shadow charged forth.

Shadow rushed forward, twin **Chaos Blasts** ready in his hands, as he aimed for both Leanor and Rudy who now formed a front, determined to eliminate John on the ground. “No more games; this is the end!”

But Rudy thrusted forward, mouth open, roaring loudly, the ground rumbling beneath them all, sending everyone off balance. Shadow fired the energy blasts, but the sheer shock of Rudy's roar disrupted his aim, and the blasts struck an empty ground. 

Mindy shrieked, “Stop! Please!” as she fluttered toward Cynet again, still frightened but holding onto hope.

But chaos erupted between the three once again. 

Suddenly, Cynet rose to her feet, the bright aura around her radiating strength. “I can’t stand aside anymore!” she shouted, her eyes glowing bright with power as she deflected another chaotic attack, pushing Paul away from Mindy. 

Through sheer force, Leanor summoned the sun's eternal rays in a final play as a giant merge of solar energy sparked again in the vivid landscape of forms. 

“Let’s all come together!” Leanor shouted. “Together!” 

Shadow noticed the growing energy, “Stop them!” he demanded, but the combined prowess refused to listen. Leanor and Cynet conjured their might, gathering, the darkness flickering outward as it merged into a beam of sunlight.

“Embrace the light!” Leanor exclaimed, and in an incredible moment, the energy burst gave way, swallowing the darkness. The arena glimmered, Rudy trying desperately to uproot Cynet and Leanor, but the combined brilliance encased forth as powerful rays ripped through the core.

In that moment of combined magic, an explosion lit the Null Arena, a vibrance encompassing everything, Rudy and Shadow shielding their eyes.

After moments of light and shadow confrontation, as the vibrations shivered the reality around them, John, who had barely recovered now, leapt once more determined to reach for the next shield of barriers. 

“I won’t stand alone!” he roared delivering a strike forward. 

But in the after-shocks, a sudden swift force arose. Leanor and Cynet invoked the **Solar Domain**, providing a cocoon as they surged forth, intertwining energies absorbing hit after hit while forming a defensive barrier together, somehow bending between might and defense.

“No! This isn’t over!” Koru shouted upon resurfacing, the remnants flickering back in the distance. 

Cynet guarded beneath the dome of combined energies, existing with renewed vigor as she whispered, “This ends now…” 

As forces collided, one by one falling to the brightness, Rudy let out a final roar—the sound of echoes dying as it faded ultimately into nothingness.

And there it stood, Leanor and Cynet encased in fortune with their stars guiding them—a final flicker, a fragility now lost among the dissipated energy.

**Winner:** Leanor The Sun Sovereign.

Welcome One, Welcome All, to the free for all that risks it all! You may choose whoever you'd like, but just be aware, they may not survive. 

Just try your best to not get eliminated as elimination will result in the eliminated person getting erased from existence.

The Rules of the free for all are Simple.
• No Killing
• No External Weaponry
• No Flight
• No Creating Teams.

You do not have to pick characters that comply to these rules, as even if you pick a character with a power that could break the rules, you will not get kicked, because if your character fails to comply to these rules once in battle, They will be Eliminated.

The landscape of the Null Realm Arena was surreal, a vast expanse of swirling nebulas and shimmering lights blinking like distant stars in an ocean of void. The palpable tension hung in the air, a prelude to chaos waiting to unfurl.

Nick scratched his head, gaze darting across the arena, eyes wide with disbelief. “What are we even doing here? This is ridiculous!” he exclaimed, flailing a hand encompassing the entirety of it. “I mean, who thought pitting everyone here together was a good idea?”

“Chill, Nick. Just focus,” Coach said, his voice booming with a strange mixture of authority and humor. He adjusted the sweat band around his forehead and bounced lightly on his feet, demonstrating the essence of their secret technique: the Bunny Jump. “Believe me, I may look like a marshmallow, but I can hop circles around anybody here!”

“Let's not hop circles, okay? And what’s with the acid? I feel like I’m melting,” Nick groaned, rubbing the remnants from his elbow. 

“Hey, that’s just part of the charm! Besides, it’s not like it’s fatal. Just a little *sizz!* and *pop!* and we’ll be alright!” Coach chuckled, bouncing a little higher.

“Right, because ‘little’ feels great on my skin.” Nick folded his arms, but a slight smile crept on his face. 

Just then, a thunderous sound rolled through the arena as Deus deorum Ultimatum Supremum materialized, his presence transforming the very fabric of the realm around him. His form shimmered, radiating an overwhelming sense of strength and power. “What is this insolence? Mere mortals bickering as if there’s a chance of victory?” He lifted his hand, and a *snap* echoed through dimensions. 

The arena trembled beneath the weight of his existence. 

“Look out!” Nick shouted, grabbing Coach and diving behind a floating rock, though he barely fit. “Why would he be in this?!”

Coach’s belly jiggled as he attempted to leap out, “I don't know, Nick! But let’s not get zapped into cosmic dust! We need a plan!”

“I’m pretty sure I just want to survive!” Nick shot back, but he couldn’t ignore the thrill running through him; this was adventure wrapped in chaos.

“Pay close attention,” a calm voice drifted through the air—[Graceful Wind], The Foolish Sage That Defies Fate, perched casually on a floating crystal. “This arena is not merely a battleground; it is a tapestry of actions and reactions. Fate does not dictate; we do!”

“Sounds like fancy talk to me,” Nick mumbled. 

Before more could be said, Goku materialized in a burst of energy, his trademark grin plastered on his face. “Hey everyone! How about we make this legendary? I’m totally pumped! *Whoosh!*” He thrust a fist skywards. “Let’s get stronger together instead of arguing!”

“Goku, is that really the best approach?” Coach began, though Goku immediately responded with a gleeful shout.

“I’m ready—I just need some snacks! Who's got snacks?!”

“Your enthusiasm is somehow both infectious yet completely tone-deaf,” mumbled [Graceful Wind]. But cleverly, he couldn’t help but gesture at the absorbed energy swirling around. “Sometimes, chaos breeds opportunity. Let’s see who can best contend it."

“Just remember,” said Nick, “No teaming up. That means you can’t hold hands just because Goku wants to share his snacks!”

“*Swoosh!*” A sudden flash of energy felt like a storm's breath, and the arena roared to life as Infinity appeared, embodying nothingness and everything at once. He looked at the clustered group, a hint of a smirk on his face. “I sincerely think any arrangements among you are futile. The concept of ‘teams’ in this existence is too… limited.”

“Does that mean you’re on your own?” Coach asked, concern etching deeper. “Or does it mean you’re planning something that’s going to wipe us out?”

“Why choose?” Infinity countered enigmatically, his voice echoing, as if it transcended space and time. “Everything is an illusion.”

“Okay,” Nick said, tone weary but firm. “This has gone off the rails. We need to get serious.” 

And then chaos erupted.

“*Boom!*” Goku launched himself forward, transforming mid-leap into Super Saiyan. Golden hair flared, and his aura flared brilliantly. “Kamehameha!” he shouted, thrusting both palms forward as a massive energy wave shot toward Deus.

With a mere flick of his wrist, a barrier unfurled around Deus, absorbing the attack effortlessly. “This is already dull. Mortal actions are like drops in an ocean,” he proclaimed. A sound like cracking glass echoed as the barrier rippled. 

The wave collapsed impotently. 

Meanwhile, Coach wasn’t idle. He jumped in, executing the Bunny Jump with gusto, leaping toward Goku and calling, “Let’s create some diversion! *Bounce!* *Bounce!*” He knocked Goku aside accidentally, but their friendship remained intact. “Eat your snacks after I jump! Just hold onto that energy.”

“Nice jumping technique! Keep it up!” Goku called, before flipping into an attack stance to focus on Infinity, who seemed to be observing quietly, but everything about him felt wrong.

“*Thud!*” Coach landed on the ground heavily but’d already built momentum.

“Well, that isn’t unfair at all,” Nick sarcastically sighed, but he rolled into action. “I’ll guard the perimeters! I can’t let anyone die because I fail to whine!”

“I won’t let any fates be locked,” [Graceful Wind] whispered, shifting shapes effortlessly, the air bending around him. He conjured multiple forms, each representing a possibility, a chance—warrior, sage, guardian. “Fate won’t claim me today!”

A fierce rock-pile erupted as Goku’s spiraled energy collided with it, scattering the debris into fragments. “*Crash!* Hey, I think I almost knocked myself out there,” he chuckled, wiping sweat from his brow.

Deus’ laughter resonated, swirling like dark clouds, “You amuse me. But am I entertainer or destroyer?” With a vague gesture, he tangled the energies around them, creating tendrils of spatial warps that ensnared Nick.

“*Gasp!* What is this?!” Nick cried, flipping and attempting to hit the tendrils off. “Someone, help me out here! A simple 'no!' would’ve sufficed!”

“Stay calm!” Coach shouted back. “Just wiggle your feet or something!”

The moment of distraction sent [Graceful Wind], who was attempting to unravel one of the tendrils with his malleable form; instead, he found himself drawn in. “You cannot bind me to realities,” he said defiantly, escaping the dark grip. 

As each moment hung in tension, Infinity finally moved—his aura morphed into a storm of energy that bled into reality itself. "All your efforts mean nothing in my realm,” he said, sweeping distances at speeds unseen. 

“Wait!” Nick shouted in panic, “What does that even mean?!” But it was too late.

“*Wham!*” As Infinity clashed against Goku, a flurry of strikes commenced—Goku blurred with agility unknown to the simple eye. “Consecutive Ki Blasts!” he yelled, unleashing a barrage. “*Bam!* *Boom!* *Crash!*”

Yet each blast met Infinity’s immeasurable barrier.

“Come on, can’t you just take a hit?! *Phew!*” Goku was beginning to question if even his power would prove effective against such an opponent. 

“Nothing remains proven in the face of infinity,” Infinity mused, gliding like shadows, merging with nothingness. The atmosphere trembled. “*Fwoosh!*”

Again, [Graceful Wind] conjured an object amid the breeze, summoning a metaphysical entity of light—its dazzling luminescence bending toward Infinity. “Fate is all-consuming! Doesn’t mean we concede!” A mystic glint shone in his eyes as he sought to divert Infinity’s focus. 

“Your tricks hold no power,” Infinity said. “*Whirl!*”

With a swift movement, he thrust out, forming tendrils of energy that ripped through space toward where Coach was attempting another jump. 

“Hey—Watch out!” Nick yelled, but his warning came too late as Coach found himself ensnared. “No! Not my buddy!”

“Catch me if you can!” Coach yelled with a laugh, wiggling his arms, but realizing it was futile. Then it happened, he got ejected! “*Woosh!* Oh no!” He vanished from existence. 

“*Pop!* Nooooo! Not Coach!” Nick wailed, the realization sinking in as the energy crackled and dimmed. The image of Coach's laughter fading into nothingness haunted him.

“This isn’t just a game—We have to fight for our lives!” Nick shouted, rallying the attention of everyone. “We can’t let him win!”

“Let’s give it our all!” Goku rallied, churning energy in his palms, summoning the Spirit Bomb. Each minute flickered—a galaxy of energy coiling around him. “This is going to be legendary!”

“Fate will not shackle me!” [Graceful Wind] leapt with him, conjuring multiple forms to distract Infinity, warping and darting, evading tendrils of darkness.

With an explosive moment of coordination, they both launched. “*Crackle!* Spirit Bomb!”

Infinity narrowed his gaze, aligning the unraveling chaos emitted by Goku and [Graceful Wind]. 

“Nothing—nothing at all is infinite!” he countered, twisting elements of reality against their force to match the onslaught. 

“*Boom!*” Spectral energy clashed, sending spectral echoes ricocheting off dimensional walls, warping reality. 

Nick held his breath, “Come on…!”

But as soon as the energies met, a ripple distorted their moment; it spiraled outwards, and *thud*, Goku fell back, breathless. The force splintered, leaving only echoes behind. 

“That’s not how I envisioned my day,” Nick groaned, feeling melancholic. 

Infinity smiled, “And so the game shall continue. All futures are inevitable except those I choose to erase.”

[Graceful Wind] struggled, and Goku traded anxious but determined expressions. “We’re not done yet!”

With newfound resolve, Goku grinned, “Okay, I realize my training should’ve been more rigorous under pressure!” 

“Worry later!” [Graceful Wind] shifted again, this time conjuring the weight of fate itself, pulling it down as he materialized **Destruction** for Infinity. “This time, I will not let fate determine my end!”

Infinity barely braced himself in confusion; it was a ticking moment before sound seemed to echo.

“Now, finish him with teamwork!” Goku pushed through, gathering concentrated ki at the last second to blend along shimmering styles, channeling every ounce of warmth against Infinity’s surreal, dark aura.

The combination hit, and sparks erupted from ever side, illuminating the arena in a kaleidoscope of colors with tendrils of infinity trying to corrupt their flow, twisting. “*Crack,* *Bang!*”

In that moment, as energies clashed, swirling amalgamated light meeting dark shadows—the canvas of fate twisted unpredictably.

“*Roar!*” The imagery wreaked havoc, cosmic energies erratically erupting as shadows snarled in disbelief; Infinity faltered. 

“I refuse; infinity itself should not be countered!” he scoffed, losing ground, shackled by unexpected alliance.

“Time to return the favor!” Goku yelled again, volleying off, bridging their combined powers.

And as reality shivered, [Graceful Wind] struck through the severed chains of fate, redirecting energies with deft hands. 

But at that moment… 

*Splurt!* 

The energies that combined suddenly burst and twisted unexpectedly. 

With a final shout, Goku and [Graceful Wind] detonated their focus resulting in a spectacular *explosion!* of digital energy, fading endlessly into the void.

Infinity’s visage shattered as he was overwhelmed, gasping. “This cannot be; you shall never erase me!” He imploded, trapped within a cyclical essence before imploding.

And then, silence reigned.

The arena warped, as reality itself adjusted to the absence, floating colors swirling in a fading dance.

With labored breaths between Goku and [Graceful Wind], they glanced at the void clearing. The remnants of their confrontation lingering around like glimmering stardust.

“We did it… we actually did it,” Nick stammered in disbelief.

“Yeah!” Goku laughed, muscles inching as he returned to his regular form. “That was amazing! What’s next? Fight for dessert?” 

“No,” [Graceful Wind] chuckled softly. “What lies ahead is beyond our comprehension. We’ve defeated infinity today—not just through power but through persistence.”

“Those left can party,” Nick grinned, eyes sparkling with a newfound jubilation. “As a team!”

Suddenly, the innocent moment felt pure. They unified—two powers, bonds forged through chaos.

“Let’s do this!” Goku cheered, and the arena sang back to life. 

**Winner:** Goku and [Graceful Wind]

Free For All!

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