KLEIN MORETTI VS DANTE SPARDA(MATCH 1, WEEK 5)|VAL

[Hecky2222]

Lord of The Mysteries vs Devil May Cry

From a world of secrets and unseen horrors… walks a mind that climbed beyond understanding itself.
Calm.
Patient.
Every step… hidden behind layers of mystery.
A presence that feels like it already knows…
The fool above the gray fog…
Klein Moretti.

And across him…

A devil who turned chaos into style.
Effortless.
Unbothered.
Every move… pure confidence.
Power worn like attitude… never forced.

The hunter who made cool untouchable…
Dante.

Tonight…

Mystery…
meets swagger.

A man who hides behind endless layers…

Against one who doesn’t hide at all.

No need for answers.

Just aura…

blurring the line between secret… and style.

Goal Scores
Klein: 111 (SuperNova, 100), His assistant(11) + 29 = 140 -> 199 + 36 -> 225
Dante: 73(Netoriman) +85 = 158 = 208 -> 218 -> 298

Judges : @Hecky2222, @Cipher72
Commentor : @BoastJr
Stadium: Sefirah Castle

Rule Reminder : No Scaling, No Shortcuts, just arguments related to their Aura as listed here
Fight Ost :

 

[Hecky2222]

I remember I promised to buy Nova free femboy if he breaks DMC win streak

 

[SuperNova55555]

Well well well. Seems I have to lock in for this one. Luckily most of my aura feats are recharged.

I don’t think this was even counted in the first match anyway but I’ll start off with Klein feathaxxing all the Outer Gods and js laughing at them immediately after entering the Astral World:


As soon as Klein entered, he immediately sensed invisible gazes.

Some of them came from areas protected by the world barrier, while others came from broader areas with obvious malice.

The corners of Klein's mouth couldn't help but curl up. He suddenly turned his head and looked outside the world barrier, raising his slippery and sinister tentacles.

This pair of eyes that seemed forged from starlight and the crystal monocle also moved.

All of a sudden, all the attention from the cosmos shrank back. Only the hand-drawn crimson moon was left hanging there as it flashed with light.

"Haha." Klein laughed as he came to a dark kingdom filled with night vanilla and slumber flowers.

I remember I promised to buy Nova free femboy if he breaks DMC win streak

Yessir

 

[Hecky2222]

+4

I don’t think this was even counted in the first match anyway but I’ll start off with Klein feathaxxing all the Outer Gods and js laughing at them immediately after entering the Astral World:

You can use whatever I counted in first match since counted points can't be used for next match(and can be recovered again when next match finishes)

 

[SuperNova55555]

+4

You can use whatever I counted in first match since counted points can't be used for next match(and can be recovered again when next match finishes)

I’m saying that I posted so many feats in my first comment that not even half of the points there were counted at the end of the match. This particular one I posted was towards the end of it so it’s possible that it was never even counted to begin with lmao.

 

[Hecky2222]

I’m saying that I posted so many feats in my first comment that not even half of the points there were counted at the end of the match. This particular one I posted was towards the end of it so it’s possible that it was never even counted to begin with lmao.

Well eventually this match will make you run out of everything anyway

 

[SuperNova55555]

Well eventually this match will make you run out of everything anyway

Whoever is my next matchup might be getting a stealth kill bro, this is brutal

 

[Hecky2222]

Whoever is my next matchup might be getting a stealth kill bro, this is brutal

Thats neat part

Only time Honkai fans slamming Nova

 

[Netoriman]

I remember I promised to buy Nova free femboy if he breaks DMC win streak

No need, aura King Dante will save your wallet.

@SuperNova55555
Hope you get all your sleep today, as tomorrow you won't have any left spare for this.

 

[Hecky2222]

@SuperNova55555
Hope you get all your sleep today, as tomorrow you won't have any left spare for this.

Apparently I promised Nova two femboys so let's see if this motivation works for him

 

[SuperNova55555]

No need, aura King Dante will save your wallet.

@SuperNova55555
Hope you get all your sleep today, as tomorrow you won't have any left spare for this.

Very well, I'll be waiting.

 

[Hecky2222]

Larpgpt generate me brief for this match:

 

[SuperSonicTL]

Larpgpt generate me brief for this match:

How @Netoriman be approaching @SuperNova55555:

 

[Netoriman]

Our aura king, walks in on a sassy gooner bait witch in a theater.

Attempts to seduce him, thinking she can beat him using the greater power of gooner.

Thottery, averted.

Aura King replies giving the witch a 2 two piece with his sword Rebellion, then slapped around for a good few moments using Ice powered Nunchuks for good measure.

Then gives the witch a place, fitting for our aura King, as an electric guitar.

 

[Netoriman]

Pt2
Must perform a solo on her.

Then uses her for Guitar Hero.

Don't think your boy could make a half decent instrument looking like that.

 

[FriendOfTheTeaParty]

AuraGPT generated this

Spoiler

​

Dante’s aura farming is deliberate, visible, and almost mechanical in how consistently he executes it.

1. The “Style Over Efficiency” Principle​

In the Devil May Cry, Dante could end most fights quickly—but chooses not to. That’s not just gameplay, it’s characterization.

• He extends fights on purpose
• He adds unnecessary flair
• He creates spectacle out of trivial threats

This is pure aura farming logic:

If the opponent is already defeated, the only thing left to gain is presence.

He is effectively converting:
combat → entertainment → reputation

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2. Invulnerability as a Foundation for Aura​

Dante’s confidence works because it’s backed by near-invulnerability.

• He gets stabbed, shot, impaled—and shrugs it off
• He jokes mid-fight because there is no real risk

This creates a very specific aura effect:

The less danger he feels, the more casually he behaves → the more in-control he appears.

It’s a feedback loop:
Durability → Confidence → Style → Aura

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3. Constant Signal Output​

Dante is always broadcasting:

• One-liners
• Body language (relaxed posture, smirks)
• Weapon choreography

There is no ambiguity. You don’t wonder if Dante is powerful—you see it immediately.


That makes his aura:

• High intensity
• Instantly understandable
• Universally accessible

But also:

• Dependent on direct observation

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4. Limitation of Dante’s Aura Model​

Here’s the catch:


Dante’s aura is event-based

• It spikes during fights
• It requires an audience (in-universe or player)
• It doesn’t passively grow when he’s absent

If no one is watching, Dante is not farming aura.

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​

Klein operates on a completely different layer:
he farms aura through perception, belief, and narrative distortion.

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1. The “Invisible Hand” Strategy​

Klein rarely shows his full capabilities. Instead:

• He acts through proxies
• He uses rituals and symbolism
• He constructs the persona of “The Fool”

People don’t just see Klein—they interpret him.


This creates:

Aura not as a display, but as an unsolved equation

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2. Delegated Aura Generation​

Unlike Dante, Klein doesn’t need to be present.


His aura spreads through:

• Followers
• Rumors
• Misinterpretations
• Fear of the unknown

This is critical:

Other people are constantly generating aura for him

So instead of:
Action → Aura


Klein uses:
Belief → Amplification → Aura

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3. Controlled Information Asymmetry​

Klein always knows more than others—but reveals less.

• He answers questions cryptically
• He times reveals for maximum impact
• He lets others overestimate him

This produces a powerful psychological effect:

The less people understand, the more extreme their assumptions become.

And extreme assumptions = stronger aura

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4. Myth Construction Over Time​

Klein’s aura compounds.

• Early: mysterious figure
• Mid: hidden powerhouse
• Late: near-divine entity

Each interaction builds on the last. His aura isn’t reset—it stacks.


Compare that to Dante:

• Dante’s aura = repeated peaks
• Klein’s aura = exponential growth curve

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5. Fear + Reverence Hybrid​

Dante’s aura is mostly admiration.


Klein’s aura is:

• Awe
• Fear
• Worship
• Uncertainty

That mix is more potent because:

Fear-based aura spreads faster and sticks longer than admiration-based aura.

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Deep Structural Comparison​

Signal vs. Shadow​

• Dante = high signal, zero ambiguity
• Klein = low signal, infinite interpretation

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Manual vs. Automated Farming​

• Dante = actively performs every time
• Klein = sets up systems that generate aura passively

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Growth Model​

• Dante = linear, event-based
• Klein = exponential, narrative-based

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Cognitive Load on Audience​

• Dante = low (you instantly get it)
• Klein = high (you think about him long after)

And that last one matters more than it seems:

The longer someone occupies your thoughts, the more aura they have.

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The Core Insight​

Dante is maximizing:

“How cool can I look right now?”

Klein is maximizing:

“What will people believe about me when I’m not here?”

That second question is fundamentally more powerful.

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Final Verdict (Refined)​

Klein Moretti is the superior aura farmer overall—but only at scale.

Why Klein wins:​

• His aura is self-sustaining
• It multiplies through others
• It persists without his presence
• It grows over time instead of resetting

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But here’s the nuance:​

In a direct, moment-to-moment scenario?


Dante wins easily.

• He dominates immediate perception
• He overwhelms with style and presence
• He requires zero buildup

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Clean Conclusion​

• Short-term aura (instant impact): Dante
• Long-term aura (lasting myth): Klein

And since “aura farming” is about maximizing total aura over time, not just spikes:

Klein isn’t just farming aura—he’s built an aura system that scales beyond himself.

Dante plays the game perfectly.
Klein rewrote how the game is played.

 

[Netoriman]

Dante, never seen using a Katana by Trish, a demon who knows him very well, picks up Yamato, a sword in the wrong hands that can cut through the very fabric of space time with a single shard.

To destroy a skyscraper sized hellgate,
which is a portal to the Demon world, dubbed as a major cultural artifact to it's community.

Stated to be using Yamato like he had been born with it.

Behold the pure art he performs with it. Utter finesse.

 

[Netoriman]

Pt2
Perfect posture. Not batting an eye.

What was Dante reaction after this?
Shrugged.

Culture is beneath him.

Especially this clueless lost fodder who wants to take sick days from headaches.

 

[Netoriman]

Aura king, surrounded by demons with maws as big as his head, and arms as long as Dante is tall, yet Dante remains in his pose, utterly unbothered, until last second. Performing gunkata theatrics.

 

[SuperNova55555]

Can I js link my old dissertation from the last post cuz Im too lazy to rewrite it all?

But:

Especially this clueless lost fodder who wants to take sick days from headaches.

HOLYYY LARP. He literally just recovered from a ******* gunshot to the head over there lmfao.

At least when you slander, don't give my goat extra aura

 

[SuperNova55555]

Don't think your boy could make a half decent instrument looking like that.

“Looking like that”:
Bro has to pull ancient, unofficial discontinued mahuas for his agenda

The goat is purely majestic.

In comparison to this goblin looking mf? Yikes.

 

[Netoriman]

Aura king on stage again, this time against a sound wave blasting demon. Casually walking straight at the thing, with concern for it's attack.

The danger amplified times 10, our aura King walking casually towards a hot headed JK girl with severe daddy issues firing at him point blank. No quantifiable amount of daddy issue power boosts can stop him.

 

[SuperNova55555]

Anyways Ill go to sleep and post some REAL aura tomorrow.

(Official art aurafarming him btw)

 

[Netoriman]

Can I js link my old dissertation from the last post cuz Im too lazy to rewrite it all?

But:

HOLYYY LARP. He literally just recovered from a ******* gunshot to the head over there lmfao.

At least when you slander, don't give my goat extra aura

You call that recover?
This is how a badass takes a bullet to the head.
Then catches the next with his teeth.
Then walk it off like it was just another Monday.

 

[Netoriman]

Cerberus, a giant 3 headed ice powered demon dog the size of a building. One of the many 'obstacles' on our aura king's walk out.

The first thing our aura king says to it.

Pisses it off, to the point it shoots an ice blast, Dante just hops over.

Dante sticks it on the beast twofold.

 

[Netoriman]

Pt2
Gives the thing a beating so hard in normal motion then in slow to make it feel absolutely insubstantial.

It offers Dante his blessing for the beating and then his soul, talk about getting submitted..

For Dante to turn it into ice powered Nunchuks. Giving us skill, style & substance all on par for Dante.

 

[Tony_di_bugalu]

2. Delegated Aura Generation

Unlike Dante, Klein doesn’t need to be present.

His aura spreads through:

• Followers
• Rumors
• Misinterpretations
• Fear of the unknown

This is critical:

So instead of:
Action → Aura

Klein uses:
Belief → Amplification → Aura

Ngl this one is funny because Dante's aura is just like that

Demons legit tell scary stories about the son of Sparda who killed the Darkness Mundus and Argosax the Chaos

Others only know rumors about Dante yet they try to kill him because of his soul, if the rumors are true and they consume his soul then they would gain untold power. The stories about the younger Son of Sparda are so unbelievable to some demons hence the whole plot point of why demons just don't run and try to throw hands with him.

 

[Netoriman]

At least when you slander, don't give my goat extra aura

And I return that same optimism to Klien being groomed with hand-me-down aura to likely later get restricted to & fitnessed by Netflix Dante, on the 2nd page with how this is progressing.

With this much of an innate aura gap, no matter how you begin or end here, it will result the same, like the others.

That is what sets apart the past fodder.





From the men.

 

[FriendOfTheTeaParty]

And I return that same optimism to Klien being groomed with hand-me-down aura to likely later get restricted to & fitnessed by Netflix Dante, on the 2nd page with how this is progressing.

With this much of an innate aura gap, no matter how you begin or end here, it will result the same, like the others.

That is what sets apart the past fodder.





From the men.

doctor doom is literally a fraud

 

[Netoriman]

Yes resourceful looking background art, just about good enough to be nailed to a wall next to others, right amount of bland to not detract from anything, I can definitely see it somewhere in the plethora of libraries Dante styles demons in.

Like here!


Me & Dante down to the pits we go!

 

[SuperNova55555]

And I return that same optimism to Klien being groomed with hand-me-down aura to likely later get restricted to & fitnessed by Netflix Dante, on the 2nd page with how this is progressing.

With this much of an innate aura gap, no matter how you begin or end here, it will result the same, like the others.

Bro thought he had sum cuz I was sleeping. Sonion I’ma show you some real aura rn.

First of all, just his honorific name alone has mad aura:

The Fool that doesn’t belong to this era.

The mysterious ruler above the gray fog.

The King of Yellow and Black who wields good luck.

​

Had em shook when he said it too:

“The Fool that doesn’t belong to this era… the mysterious ruler above the gray fog… King of Yellow and Black who wields good luck…” Audrey Hall recited the three descriptions to herself silently. She suddenly felt a tumultuous wave of emotion go through her, preventing her from maintaining her Spectator state.

As an enthusiast of mysticism, she had learned Hermes that was used in rituals and had tested out the rituals that fellow noble enthusiasts mentioned in private gatherings before she was pulled into the gray fog or made formal contact with Beyonder powers.

None of those rituals had any effects, but they had given Audrey a basic understanding of the structure of incantations.

Thus, she knew clearly what these three incantations described and signified.

The descriptions usually described one of the seven gods that looked over this world!

Thus, The Fool’s incantation was claiming status equal to the Lady of Crimson, Mother of Concealment, and the Empress of Misfortune and Horror!

Is Mr. Fool the unknown, mysterious, powerful, godlike entity that Glaint spoke of? The source of danger that we must avoid in rituals? Audrey quickly recalled the comments made during the strange rituals which she and her friends did not dare attempt back then. She was momentarily at a loss for words.

Alger Wilson, who knew and understood much more than Audrey, shivered from the bottom of his heart.

If the ritualistic magic which Mr. Fool designed truly points to him to allow him to accept our requests, w-we would have to be addressing him with Him. He is to be addressed in the third person, which is reserved for gods…

How lucky, how smart I was to act in concert with him and not do anything foolish. Even when I was testing him, I did not step beyond the boundaries of normalcy…

Could he perhaps be an ancient, mysterious, horrifying existence, only that he does not appear before us in his true form and name… The Primordial Demoness, the Hidden Sage, or the true Creator which many mysterious churches believe in?

Alger understood that The Fool he was looking at now might not be his true form. He might not even have a gender or be a humanoid creature.

Klein propped his forehead up with one hand and tapped on the table with the other hand. He acutely noticed the changes happening to The Hanged Man and Justice.

But he acted as though nothing happened, as if everything was within his expectations. He continued without any care.

“I pray for your help.

“I pray for your loving grace.

“I pray for you to give me a good dream.

“Moon flower, an herb that belongs to the red moon, please bestow your powers to my incantation!

“Fingered citron, an herb that belongs to the sun, please bestow your powers to my incantation.”

Didn’t even stop there, mind you. Brother js continued talking like he ain’t do much.

I mean mfs be praying that same ass name to save them bro:

She struggled to look over as she used all her strength to whisper, "The Fool that doesn't belong to this era...

"The mysterious ruler above the gray fog...

"The King of Yellow and Black who wields good luck...

"Save me, save me...”

And after bro saves her:

Suddenly, she was wide awake. The pain, the irritation, the madness, and the despair, which she felt so deeply in her bones, seemed to no longer exist, as though it was only an illusion.

I managed to endure through it so quickly today? Isn't it longer during a Blood Moon? Confused, Fors opened her eyes which she had unconsciously closed. She found an endless grayish-white fog beneath her, and in front of her was an ancient, mottled bronze table.

Where is this place? Surprised, she looked around and saw numerous towering stone pillars, as well as a towering palace that was propped up by those stone pillars.

Then, at the very end of the long bronze table, she saw a mysterious figure shrouded in thick gray fog who seemed to be overlooking everything from above.

What is this place? Who is he? Fors turned wary and questioned inwardly.

Then, she remembered what she had just done!

Under her extreme pain, she had chanted the mysterious incantation which Xio had found in the "History of the Loen Kingdom's Aristocracy," an incantation that was suspected to be directed at some evil god!

No, not just evil spirits! He was actually able to temporarily help me get rid of the harmful effects of those terrifying ravings... He even pulled me into this strange world... This... While Fors suppressed the fear in her heart, she half stood up and bowed.

"May I know who you are..."

At that moment, she suddenly recalled the contents of the incantation as she blurted out, "You are The Fool! Uh, Mr. Fool.

"You are His Excellency, The Fool?"

Klein smiled, nodded slightly and said, "Just call me Mr. Fool.”

She just starts panicking like “holy this mf the real deal”:

At that moment, waves of shock rose up in Fors's heart.

The Fool... It's indeed The Fool... That honorific name does point towards a powerful existence!

What does he want? Will he want to make a transaction with my soul?

Heh, at least—it's at least better than losing control from those ravings... I guess I managed to claw my life back. Whatever happens in the future would just be a bonus...

While she was still lost in her thoughts, she suddenly heard Mr. Fool ask with a smile, "You hear ravings from nowhere every full moon?"

How does he know? Fors looked over in surprise and replied in a daze, "Yes.”

Immediately folds and starts becoming his believer btw:

He temporarily put the matter down and smiled.

"You can return in a few minutes.

"There is only one way to solve your problem, and that is to raise your life's natural order."

Fors hesitated for a moment before saying, "Whenever I encounter the full moon, can I recite your name?

"I-I will be your devout believer!”

Getting aura farmed by anyone btw:

“The Fool?" The Beyonders who attended Mr. A's gathering either ruminated over the phrase or conversed with their companions to discuss whether they had ever met anyone who had a similar faith.

"When did such a cult appear?" someone asked in a low voice.

At this point, Mr. A made the attendant beside him hold up a blackboard with a few lines of words written in the Loen language.

"The Fool that doesn't belong to this era.

"The mysterious ruler above the gray fog.

"The King of Yellow and Black who wields good luck."

As the attendees examined the blackboard, Mr. A said in a hoarse and jarring voice, "Do not use Hermes to read what's written here. Even more so for Jotun, Elvish, Dragonese, and ancient Hermes. You shouldn't even write the corresponding descriptions; otherwise, there is a high probability that something terrible will happen.

"Help me find believers in The Fool. Of course, they might also be followers of the mysterious ruler above the gray fog or the King of Yellow and Black who wields good luck. As long as there's a clue, inform me immediately. The reward I'll provide will be so handsome that it will far exceed your imagination!"

"This description... It sounds like an incredible existence. I've only seen similar descriptions in the ancient texts of the seven gods!" a gathering member exclaimed.

“Like wdym he’s equivalent to a God??”

“Old Man!!"

His voice gradually softened, drowned by the thunder. Leonard hung his head bit by bit, his face filled with shame and pain.

His lips quivered as he relaxed his hand and gripped it tight again. His entire body froze for several seconds.

Suddenly, he wore a firm expression. With a grimace, he opened his mouth and chanted softly in ancient Hermes, "The Fool that doesn't belong to this era.

"The mysterious ruler above the gray fog.

"The King of Yellow and Black who wields good luck!”

Everybody be praying to this dude as a last resort to avoid being slimed bro, it’s crazy.

And mind you, Klein pulled through with that shit:

“This shot is for Leonard."

All the Tarot cards were ignited at the same time, like bursting fireworks. Klein flashed behind Ince Zangwill, cocked the gun, and relying on his intuition, he pulled the trigger.

Bang!

Pale-white blood spurted out of Ince Zangwill's left leg as it broke.

His running came to an abrupt stop as he even failed to maintain his balance.

Using the burning tarot cards, he repeatedly cast Flaming Jump, preventing himself from entering the influence of the black "hair."

"This shot is for Megose.

"This shot is for the Keepers.

"This shot is for the destroyed Blackthorn Security Company.

"This shot is for all the Nighthawks.

"This shot is for me."

Amidst the gunshots, Klein kept pulling the trigger and did the corresponding reloading as he shot demon-hunting bullets. He blew through another of Ince Zangwill's legs, blasting open his forehead, causing his roars to turn into a whimper until he fell onto the ground.

Finally, Klein flashed in front of Ince Zangwill. He then held Death Knell to his face.

At this moment, mysterious patterns accentuated Ince Zangwill's almost-cracked head, creating an immense impact.

He still had the ability to resist!

He was waiting for him to approach and then use his Mythical Creature form to turn the tables!

However, Klein's brown eyes continued looking at him without reflecting anything.

He thrust Death Knell forward and pulled the trigger.

Bang!

Ince Zangwill's head completely exploded, and like a smashed watermelon, the fragments and the juice splattered everywhere.

Death Knell had sounded the knell for him!

Klein raised his left hand and rubbed away his two eyes. The real eyes that hid beneath were moved back to their original spots.

His brown eyes had blurred up. He curled the corners of his mouth bit by bit and said to the already dead Ince Zangwill softly, "This shot is for Captain."

He didn't give Ince Zangwill a chance to leave any last words. He had no wish to know what bitter past the latter had experienced.

He then took out one remaining tarot card from his pocket and threw it on Ince Zangwill's corpse.

It was an inverted The Star card.

Crazy moment btw. Shot his ass for every mf he had wronged. Mind you, thats a DEMIGOD and he js throws a tarot card on his corpse after he’s finished. Crazy getback.

It’s not even the first time he’s done a getback like this. Lanevus got it first.

Bro shows up disguised as a clown to assassinate his ass:

Lanevus seemed to be very familiar with this place. Even though it was dark, he could still run, jump, and turn, quickly fleeing deep into the maze of sewers.

Suddenly, he instinctively stopped and leaned back.

Oof!

A card had stabbed deep into his right chest and blood began dripping profusely from its edge.

Lanevus looked up, and with his ability to see in the dark, he saw his attacker.

It was a medium-sized man in a worker's uniform, wearing a mask with a raised mouth and red nose.

It was a happy clown.

Mind you, this was after aurafarming on top of a clock tower:

Compared to the surrounding buildings that reached a maximum of three stories, it was like a giant that stood high in the night sky as it overlooked the entire area.

Klein easily entered the interior of the clock tower and went up the endless flight of spiral stairs as he moved quickly in the darkness.

Finally, he arrived at his destination. He arrived at the top of the gigantic wall clock. It was surrounded by a dark yellow fence, and at the top of his head was a steeple that could be reached by stretching his hand.

Taking a few steps forward, Klein hid in the shadows, got a sense of his bearings, and looked towards the Dock Union's dormitory.

It was a two-story, brick-red building, and the occasional pedestrian resembled a black dot in Klein's eyes.

He stared for a few seconds, then took a step back, and sank into the darkness.

At the same time, he took out his newly bought mask and wore it.

It was a clown with the corner of its mouth sharply raised and a painted red nose.

A happy clown.

Bro started laughing after sliming the dude btw:

At that moment, Klein, who seemed to be extremely calm, suddenly stepped forward, tightened his right leg, and, with all his strength, kicked him in the head.

Bam!

His neck, which was already badly mutilated, could no longer bear the pressure and was sent flying like a rubber ball. It slammed heavily into the wall, creating a red and white patch!

Upon seeing this scene, Klein suddenly crouched down.

"Hahaha, hahaha!

"Hahahahahaha."

He laughed crazily with a suppressed voice. The "clown" mask looked so very happy.

The corners of those raised lips, the bright red nose, and that white face wore a very happy expression.

"Haha, haha... Hahaha..." Klein laughed so much that he went out of breath; his laughter was more jarring than crying.

After a few seconds, he finally calmed down. He slowly straightened his body and winked with his left eye at the darkest part of the sewer. Then, he smirked and muttered to himself, "Captain...

"Look, we've saved Loen once again..."

Droplets of liquid quietly slid down and landed on his collar.

At that moment, he felt that his Clown potion had been digested completely.

And then js leaves his body in tarot cards again to aurafarm with the police :

After almost two minutes, figures finally arrived at this place. Some of them were wearing thick black trench coats, while others were wearing well-tailored military uniforms.

The leader of the group was Crestet Cesimir, who was carrying a pure white bone sword. His red gloves were smeared with dust, and his determined face showed obvious signs of fatigue and frailty.

They stopped a few meters away from the body, and through the means of their night vision, they could see Lanevus's corpse and his head against the wall.

There were two tarot cards stuck in his head. One was The Emperor and the other was Wheel of Fortune.

The headless body was covered with even more cards, each separately depicting The Chariot, The Hermit, Death, and more cards of different suits comprising of chalice, scepters, etc.

On the walls and on the ground around him, there were also tarot cards such as The Devil, The Sun, and Judgment.

It all looked like the scene of some bizarre ritual, and Lanevus was the sacrificial offering that was destined to be sacrificed.

Crestet Cesimir drew a silent gasp as he knitted his brows tightly. The Beyonders around him fell into a momentary daze at the sight of this frightening and mysterious scene in the darkness.

Bro has aura just becoming a God lmao:

The character that Klein had arranged to kill him was the Genie. He never expected that the Evernight Goddess, who he hadn't discussed this with, would share such tacit understanding with him.

In that instant, his body split apart, turning into a thin gray fog and dark liquid.

The gray fog and black liquid blended together, and the countless maggots that resembled meat tendrils sprouted on the surface. Then, they intertwined into a translucent dark-colored cloak.

There was no body under the cloak, just darkness.

This process was very brief. In less than two seconds, the Evernight Goddess's concealment of so many deities was clearly unable to last that long.

In an instant, a door of light traveled across the surface of the concealed world at an extremely high speed.

The door suddenly opened, and Amon, who was wearing a pointed hat and wearing a classic black robe, leaped out.

At the same time, "He" saw an illusory mask with blank facial features appear under the translucent dark-colored cloak.

The mask instantly outlined Klein, who had fused with Gehrman Sparrow's traits. Amon's thoughts turned chaotic as though "He" had his intelligence forcefully lowered.

The Fool was born.

Not just once btw, but twice:

At the astral barrier, the figure of Gehrman Sparrow, who had been waiting, emerged. With his star-encrusted cane and black gloves, he stepped in front of The Fool Klein.

His expression cold, he revealed a faint smile, took a step forward, and merged with The Fool Klein's figure.

The two became one!

The Fool Klein's body abruptly collapsed inward. Within the depths of his black trench coat, a glowing bluish-black door seemed to flicker in and out of existence.

The star-encrusted cane and black gloves collapsed inward as well, forming a massive vortex within the trench coat—a terrifying vortex.

Every gust of wind, droplet of water, and ray of light in the vortex consisted of writhing worms, segmented insects, and tiny, starlit creatures.

Within a second or two, the vortex was also devoured. The inside of the black trench coat became an abyss, seemingly infinite, as if it contained an entire universe and a spirit world connected to every planet.

As this transformation occurred, grayish-white fog rapidly spread throughout the World of Ruins, enveloping the entire planet and all living beings.

Beyond the barrier, in the boundless universe, faint gray fog began to spread as well, though no one could say when it had started.

Living beings within the fog either became dull-witted, filled with cunning, or inexplicably transported to the place they knew most intimately.

Numerous rules malfunctioned, and many symbols were fooled.

The pressure from the Outer Deities momentarily stagnated.

Time stopped.

At the astral barrier, within the darkness inside the black trench coat, smooth tentacles inscribed with mysterious patterns suddenly emerged. They slipped into black gloves at the sleeves and lifted the star-encrusted cane.

Next, under the silk half top hat, a face slowly emerged from the darkness—a face with black hair and brown eyes.

It was Klein Moretti's face.

The Lord of Mysteries was born.

The ruler of the spirit world had returned.

Literal narrator aurafarm

 

[Hecky2222]

oh and scores are in OP. I will be updating it today later

 

[SuperNova55555]

Without looking at the entrance, Klein leisurely clapped his hands, took his gold-inlaid cane, and walked to the nearby four-wheeled carriage.

Leonard was similarly feeding the pigeons on the square, but he didn't have any intention of following when he saw his target leave on the carriage.

Since the person had an ancient aura and that the parasite in him placed such importance on him, he obviously didn't dare to be careless. He didn't act directly, as it was extremely dangerous.

He planned on making superficial investigations to gather the required intelligence.

I'll see what Old Man has to say when the time comes... Besides, it's not like there's no direction for investigation at the moment. There can't be that many of that particular type of high-end carriage in Backlund. No matter if it's his, or if it's rented, it's easy to determine the source. Then, I'll know the identity and background of that gentleman... Leonard glanced at the pigeons as he thought leisurely.

He was an experienced Nighthawk, and he was even an elite Red Glove among the Nighthawks!

At this moment, a pigeon spread its wings and flew over. In its beak there appeared to be a paper slip.

Leonard frowned as he reached out his left palm and saw the pigeon fly down before dropping the slip. Then, it flapped its wings and flew off.

Raising the paper slip, Leonard warily unfolded it while feeling puzzled. He saw two lines of text on it:

"Zoroast;

"Parasite."

This... Leonard's pupils suddenly constricted as he felt all his hair stand up. His emotions nearly exploded at that very instant.

That gentleman has seen through my secret?

As expected of someone with an ancient aura!

He might be one of the undying monsters that remained from the Fourth Epoch!

He's warning me? That I shouldn't involve myself in his matters or even come close to him?

At that moment, Leonard felt that every action the middle-aged man with white sideburns and blue eyes had done had left him shocked when he recalled them. He was someone not to be looked at directly or approached.

He immediately lost all thoughts of investigating the man. As he watched the pigeons land, he said with a suppressed voice, "Old Man, he might be an old friend of yours.

"If you wish to investigate, then it's best that you wait till your strength recovers."

"Old friend..." the slightly-aged voice repeated the two words as though he found it suspect but couldn't be certain.

Leonard trying to spy on Klein’s persona, and then Klein effortlessly just controls a pigeon to hand him a letter telling him the identity of the Angel backing Leonard up, basically telling him “You’re not slick bro” And mf js starts sweating

 

[Netoriman]

Klein.

The guy she told you not to worry about.


Lead design artist Naru Omori, unable to make even the simplest of poses, average for our aura king.

Dante putting a coat on, is a spectacle in of itself.

 

[Netoriman]

Pt2
Even reading & eating he assumes perfect reserved posture.

Poses with a motorbike, holding it as if it were a weightless replica, only to have to explode point blank. Did not move a muscle. Pose intact. Aura is forever.

 

[SuperNova55555]

Klein.

The guy she told you not to worry about.


Lead design artist Naru Omori, unable to make even the simplest of poses, average for our aura king.

Dante putting a coat on, is a spectacle in of itself.

Even reading & eating he assumes perfect reserved posture.
https://imgur.com/a/A5qGePA

He looks hideous bro

Ye bro, I aint worrying about ts

Vs Klein:

From that same Manhua btw:

 

[SuperNova55555]

Sum Eldtrich aura not counted for last matchup:

"I play the seven-stringed guitar by the fountain in the municipal square. I use my knife and fork to slice the steak. In the cathedral, I describe the teachings of the Goddess to the believers. I reach out my right hand and leave the carriage with the help of a gentleman. I get the new dress I had been eyeing for so long, and I can’t wait to change into it. I stride forward with my four legs as I’m being chased by a child. I laugh loudly as I totter about and play with a dog…

Suddenly, we tremble. We look up into the sky and see illusory, thin lines drilling out from our bodies. They extend to an infinite height, extending beyond the grayish-white fog. They extend into an ancient palace and land in the hands of a tall figure shrouded in fog."

 

[Netoriman]

What does an aura king do when they need to humiliate their opposition, but also get to point A to point B quickly?

Slam into them, to grind them down into the ground to use as a skateboard, then perform a firecracker to get down a set of steps, as our aura king spins rapid 360s on the opposition to shoot it's fodder friends in the face with dual pistols.

 

[SuperNova55555]

The whole scene of Klein reviving is aura bro

 

[SuperNova55555]

Trailer also giving him hella aura, especially with the background opera