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Ragnarök-RP Thread

"Oh? Who are you?" The Devil lowered its arms, walking towards the wrestler. King Tiger could feel the density of the air continuously increase as Wolfgang walked ever closer to the wrestler, making it near-impossible to breathe. The weight of the air increased to the point that with each step King Tiger took, an enormous crater in the ground formed.

"You don't seem German, but your not a red. Who are you mister?"

The silver demon would kill him either way, but he hadn't recognized the man. Kill-Gaia had never really interacted with the wrestler himself, so Wolfgang wouldn't be able to know him from Gaia's memories. All there was to know, was that when he answered, the fight would start.


"Oh! So many friends have come to play, and such a cute one as well. Too bad, I probably won't remember you." Schreiber could sense the energy building up within the void, powerful enough to engulf the universe. He also didn't really process the insult in his mind. The speed demon was a mindless murderer, but attempting to upset him with mere words was as useless as an ant trying to jump to the sky.
"I will turn your ass into nothing you heap of ******* rat shit." Ceaseless Void said as beams formed to assist the balls in trying to hit the heap of ******* rat shit
"Welp. At least it's not a chicken joke." Urial said. "If this is really it, might as well get one off on those guys. Hey Yharim! What's with all the gold?! Over compensating much?!" Urial shouted to literally no laughter. "... okay tough crowd. Might as well just point shit out I guess. I mean, hypocritical much. 'Oh I hate chaos! Chaos bad! Your powers come from chaos!' All our powers come from chaos dumbasses we all share the same source of power! That's like eating a ******* watermelon, hating the watermelon, and continuing to eat it! You're just being ******* stupid! Okay that's all I got... Oh wait! I forgot! I can teleport! Sucks to be you Archaon! I'll come back for your bloody remains and bury them in a shallow unmarked grave" Urial shouted as he teleported out of the dome, failing to do so because the plot demanded it someone stopped him. "Well ****. Pretend I didn't say that."
"You done?" Archaon asked calmly as the attacks were suddenly nullified

"I would ask that you stop there." A Familiar voice chimed as Archaon and Urial were warped into the pocket dimension in a place where they could watch the fight

Dark God's theme


Yharim warped his council into DoG's pocket dimension and faced The Dark God

"You on your own? You won't last a heartbeat." The Dark God said as he teleported with a symbol of demonic energy behind Yharim and threw Yharim to his other side with Telekinesis and teleported again only for Yharim to quickly get up and block the Telekinesis with his sword

"You'll find me... strong enough... Lucifer." Yharim said as he canceled out Lucifer's Telekinesis with a push and punched him, causing Lucifer to teleport again

"Are you going to leave, or are you going to make me force you?" Yharim said in an irritated tone

"Hahahaha, Golden King, you already know the answer."
 
"I think he is focused on the fight." Archaon said calmly

Lucifer shapeshifted into the below
sean-kyle-manaloto-samael.jpg


And enhanced his melee attacks with energy, which were easily dodged by Yharim who made some minor damage on Lucifer's body with attacks both physically and weapons from portals.

Eventually after some teleports and lava spam on Lucifer's end and more weapon attacks on Yharim's end the ladder sent Lucifer back a bit and went to make a killing blow on him, which was easily blocked with one finger by Lucifer

Lucifer then blasted Yharim into a mountain-sized crater, who casually stood up, ready for a continued fight

"There is... a disturbance. I will watch the showdown of the insane German." Lucifer said as he teleported to the battle with Kill-Gaia, creating a throne with wine to watch the show of the fight

"Lucifer was holding back a lot... I pray I never have to face his full power." Yharim thought to himself as he teleported away

The view of the fight changed to the one against Kill-Gaia
 
King Tiger activated his shield immediately upon hearing the strange being speak. this invisible forcefield surrounded him, him providing him his own, personal air to breathe. Because of this, despite the being casual attempts at suffocating him, King Tiger was unfazed.

"I am the Hero dream world, the CHAMPION of the Ring, the TOPPLER of TYRANTS. I AM EVILS WORST NIGHTMARE! I am KING TIGER, AND YOU SHALL NOT PASS"

King Tiger delivered this line knowing full well the likelihood of his death. but he did not care. King Tiger knew that stopping this....thing was more important than his life. more important than anything he had ever done.

King Tiger clasped his hands, and instantly manipulated all the gravity in the area into one single point, right on top of Kill Gaia. the result was a small black hole formed, rapidly sucking in and destroying anything in its vicinity.
"Hero? Ok, well first, let me tell you everything you lack." The beast kicked off the ground, distorting space in such a way that allowed him to slip through the Black Hole, although his clothes were torn considerably.

"First off, you lack any real skill. Your first instinct is to just crush the opponent with all you've got, right? What about someone faster, like me? What about someone who can teleport? Know where they're going before they know it. And for that..." The beast delivered a kick right to the gut of the wrestler, sending him flying through the area, creating a replica of the grand canyon with the force of the blow!

"YOU NEED TO KILL MORE!!! DON'T THINK YOU CAN JUST SAY SHIT YOU CAN'T DO, YOU SUB HUMAN MONKEY SCUM!!" Schreiber then took a deep breath before continuing...

"Second, you're too dumb. Know when to run, it'll save your life. Say this situation, you should've run, you have no chance for victory. Third, you're half-assed. You fancy yourself a hero? Don't get cocky, piss-ant. Holding yourself back by that ideology is what makes you a braindead monkey. You'll never get stronger."

The beast walked closer to the chasm he created with his blow, "I know of a girl, a swordswoman.Well, my contractor does. She's in another world of strength compared to you. Because she knows how to overcome all these 3 things."

He had no real interest in teaching the wrestler, but it all just kept coming out. He wasn't really focusing on what he was saying.
 
"Hero? Ok, well first, let me tell you everything you lack." The beast kicked off the ground, distorting space in such a way that allowed him to slip through the Black Hole, although his clothes were torn considerably.

"First off, you lack any real skill. Your first instinct is to just crush the opponent with all you've got, right? What about someone faster, like me? What about someone who can teleport? Know where they're going before they know it. And for that..." The beast delivered a kick right to the gut of the wrestler, sending him flying through the area, creating a replica of the grand canyon with the force of the blow!

"YOU NEED TO KILL MORE!!! DON'T THINK YOU CAN JUST SAY SHIT YOU CAN'T DO, YOU SUB HUMAN MONKEY SCUM!!" Schreiber then took a deep breath before continuing...

"Second, you're too dumb. Know when to run, it'll save your life. Say this situation, you should've run, you have no chance for victory. Third, you're half-assed. You fancy yourself a hero? Don't get cocky, piss-ant. Holding yourself back by that ideology is what makes you a braindead monkey. You'll never get stronger."

The beast walked closer to the chasm he created with his blow, "I know of a girl, a swordswoman.Well, my contractor does. She's in another world of strength compared to you. Because she knows how to overcome all these 3 things."

He had no real interest in teaching the wrestler, but it all just kept coming out. He wasn't really focusing on what he was saying.
"Know when the run? and what, let you do as you please? killing people for ***** and giggles? Bullshit"

King Tiger raised to his feet, still feeling the impact of the kick on his stomach.

"My ideology does not 'hold me back' it makes me stronger. it makes me push beyond my limits, it makes me continue to fight no matter the odds. I will be a symbol to all men, women, and children of dreamworld. That you can never give up. never give in. Continue fighting to your last breath and beyond. Fighting for a better world for all people. I will show the people that they should never give into despair! My convictions, my dreams, my ideals. they will not be shaken by your words or taunts. I will continue to fight to make this world a better place, any way I can.

King Tiger grasps space with his hand, and forcibly rips it open, creating a portal through space. jumping through it, he appears right behind Kill Gaia, and aims a mighty blow against his head, channeling the very concept of 'damage into his strike in order to increase its power far beyond his usual limit.
 
(Alright, I think I'm all caught up.)

Hands made of darkness appear, preparing to slam on top of Lucifer and Schreiber. As this happened, Masayoshi would gaze toward them in an attempt to assimilate some of their techniques, while Towa would do the next best thing and begin to passively lower their statistics.
Any attempts at downgrading Schreiber's statistics failed, as his statistics would simply increase back to their original power. Schrieber dodged the attacks thrown at him, appearing behind the woman.

"You're arrogant, and lack pretty much any form of combat skill. Attack, not downgrade. You're out of your league, bitch." Schreiber waved his hand, ramming his hand into the back of Towa's head, blowing her into the ground creating a crater that made it look like a meteorite smashed into it.

"And for the judge, you're far too reliant on your partner here. I crushed her easily, so someone else probably could. You also have 0 combat skills compared to me, so you should probably run." Schreiber did the same to Masayoshi, except she was blown into the air, blowing away the clouds like they were made of cardboard.

He was coaching his enemies in hopes they'd adhere, and get stronger.
 
(Good thing Towa is reducing his stats lol)
(Good thing Lucifer resists like everything. Him being overpowered big time didn't change just because he jobbered with Yharim lol)
Any attempts at downgrading Schreiber's statistics failed, as his statistics would simply increase back to their original power. Schrieber dodged the attacks thrown at him, appearing behind the woman.

"You're arrogant, and lack pretty much any form of combat skill. Attack, not downgrade. You're out of your league, bitch." Schreiber waved his hand, ramming his hand into the back of Towa's head, blowing her into the ground creating a crater that made it look like a meteorite smashed into it.

"And for the judge, you're far too reliant on your partner here. I crushed her easily, so someone else probably could. You also have 0 combat skills compared to me, so you should probably run." Schreiber did the same to Masayoshi, except she was blown into the air, blowing away the clouds like they were made of cardboard.

He was coaching his enemies in hopes they'd adhere, and get stronger.
Lucifer created and tossed several balls of magma and sent them at Schreiber

"You attack the weaklings, I have been waiting for some more entertainment!" Lucifer said, smiling and finishing his wine, but not getting up from his throne
 
"Know when the run? and what, let you do as you please? killing people for ***** and giggles? Bullshit"

King Tiger raised to his feet, still feeling the impact of the kick on his stomach.

"My ideology does not 'hold me back' it makes me stronger. it makes me push beyond my limits, it makes me continue to fight no matter the odds. I will be a symbol to all men, women, and children of dreamworld. That you can never give up. never give in. Continue fighting to your last breath and beyond. Fighting for a better world for all people. I will show the people that they should never give into despair! My convictions, my dreams, my ideals. they will not be shaken by your words or taunts. I will continue to fight to make this world a better place, any way I can.

King Tiger grasps space with his hand, and forcibly rips it open, creating a portal through space. jumping through it, he appears right behind Kill Gaia, and aims a mighty blow against his head, channeling the very concept of 'damage into his strike in order to increase its power far beyond his usual limit.
''You are going to need some help. Here is some Buff.'' majin used the concept of lock to lock Tiger existence in place granting some a sort of invunerability towards anything that tries to change his existence. This ability can only be used on 1 person at a time but majin decided to use in tiger rather than him
 
"Of all the disrespectful..." Towa said, getting back on her feet.

"Towa, stop," Masayoshi answered, "There's nothing that can be done here... I've checked every possible timeline, and we don't win here. Against any other foe, we might fare a better chance, but the writers of our stories simply don't want the heroes to prevail at the moment..."
 
"Of all the disrespectful..." Towa said, getting back on her feet.

"Towa, stop," Masayoshi answered, "There's nothing that can be done here... I've checked every possible timeline, and we don't win here. Against any other foe, we might fare a better chance, but the writers of our stories simply don't want the heroes to prevail at the moment..."
"Yes... let the villains fight it out, this should prove to be a show!" Lucifer said, almost excited about how good of an opponent Schreiber was going to be for curing his boredom
 
"Know when the run? and what, let you do as you please? killing people for ***** and giggles? Bullshit"

King Tiger raised to his feet, still feeling the impact of the kick on his stomach.

"My ideology does not 'hold me back' it makes me stronger. it makes me push beyond my limits, it makes me continue to fight no matter the odds. I will be a symbol to all men, women, and children of dreamworld. That you can never give up. never give in. Continue fighting to your last breath and beyond. Fighting for a better world for all people. I will show the people that they should never give into despair! My convictions, my dreams, my ideals. they will not be shaken by your words or taunts. I will continue to fight to make this world a better place, any way I can.

King Tiger grasps space with his hand, and forcibly rips it open, creating a portal through space. jumping through it, he appears right behind Kill Gaia, and aims a mighty blow against his head, channeling the very concept of 'damage into his strike in order to increase its power far beyond his usual limit.
"Yeah, but tell me this...'Hero of the Dream World.' What if you... and hear me out here... ARE SO WEAK THAT YOU SUCK MY **** FROM THE BACK!?!?! YOU ******* DUMBAASSSSS!!!" The Devil screamed, he channeled the very concept of speed into his Divine Dash, kicking off the ground.

Space itself broke, the ground imploded and began exploding violently as Wolfgang Schreiber delivered a blow so swift, that it exceeded the speed that King Tiger could process the reality. If the blow landed, no matter the invulnerability he had, the concept of speed would triumph and would exceed the existence of his defense, killing the wrestler instantly. That's what should've happened but...

"....................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................."

Schreiber was blown back. The blow hadn't connected, it wasn't possible no matter what for the speed of the wrestler to exceed that of the Devil's. But.. A considerable amount of Schreiber's body was blown away, bleeding profusely. ".....Ah.- A-h." The Devil screeched-



"A̸̠̅Ḥ̴̡͌H̶͉̒h̴͔̽H̶̖́͜h̵̩̝̋͝H̴͔͈̏̚H̷͖̉Ḧ̸̰́̄Ḩ̵̇Ḥ̷̓͝H̷̦͌͠H̷̬̕ͅH̶̗͗H̶̯̼̅Ḥ̵͐͘H̷͚͈͑H̷͚̍̒H̴͉̥͗̔Ȟ̸̰̤̕Ḧ̵͕́H̷̫̥̑̈́H̵͖̻̍̑H̵̞̋H̸̹͗H̸͉̹̃H̵̱́H̴͉̠͌͌H̶̘̹̀H̵͚͊H̵͍͔̅́Ḥ̵̀H̶͈̺̏H̵͖͉͠Ḣ̸̺H̸͉̤̅͗Ḫ̵̖̅̉H̴̦̦̑̄H̷̛͍̬H̸̨̋̎H̷̱̑͜H̶̗̮̎H̵̘́̾Ḣ̵̼ͅH̵̙̽̾H̴̫̻͂͛H̷̡̰̍H̸̭́H̶͓̄̐H̵͔̑ͅH̷̖̅H̸̠͂̚H̷̪̹̄̀H̴̥́H̷̛̬̼̏H̵̺͕̾H̸̻̽H̶̥̒H̷͙͇̎Ḫ̵̕H̴͚̐H̸̝̮͛Ḫ̷͈̋̐Ḥ̷̓Ḧ̶̨̦́H̴͂ͅH̴͙͕̉́Ḥ̸͙̾͝H̷̟͒H̵̔̋͜H̸͈̏̒H̴͚̭̑Ĥ̵̡̜̋H̴͇͍̽Ḫ̶̑H̴̩̞̑̑H̸̱̙̒͛H̷͔̻͑H̶̢̍H̵̫̋H̶̜̃͛͜H̷͙̖̅̚H̵̻́H̴̭͓̀͝Ȟ̶̗́H̷͉̥̋̇Ḥ̷̛͉H̴̯͍̀́H̷̛̱͖H̷̛͚̒H̶̯̕H̴̘̲̓̄H̸̨̱̊̉H̴̘͌H̵̠̝̊͝H̴͔͕̍̊H̵͚̉͗ͅH̷̞̔̚H̵͓͗̂Ḧ̷̱͎́H̶͓͍̾H̶͍̗͊H̸̖͐Ḣ̶̢̫̑H̸̝͂̅H̸͚̙͝H̵̳͛̀H̶͚͑H̴̩̓̍͜H̴͈̦͛̚H̴̝͋̽H̶̖͊̈́H̸̙͍̒̅H̷͚̀̌Ḧ̶̨̜́͑H̸̱̼̑H̴̰̠̆͑Ḥ̴̍͝Ḫ̷͔̍H̸̦́H̶̘̩̆Ȟ̷̡̳͝Ḣ̵̯H̸̥̉̔H̷̙̘̒H̸̼̄̂H̵̪̦̓̐Ȟ̷̳H̵̡͑̈́H̴̱̊͜Ȟ̴̜H̴̜̭͘H̵̖̗̑̂H̴̟̫̀H̴͉̅̈́Ȟ̸̹̃Ḥ̴͇͊͝!̶̝̝͝!̶̰̈́!̸̱̍̈́!̸̡̫͂͌!̶̡̙̍!̶̟́!̷͉͝!̵̘̉̓!̸̘̫͒!̴̝̎!̴̹͊!̵̼̍!̷̢̇̆!̷̞̘̆!̵͎̾̚!̷͈͌!̶͖̌͑!̴̲̄̓!̶͕̤̉͗!̸̡̨̃͠!̵͔̋̊!̴͍́̊!̸̙̣̂!̵̲͎̎!̶͖̽̈!̸̻̎!̶͉̟͠͝!̴̲͍̎̓!̸̫̤̾̍!̶̲̓ ̴͚͚̇ ̸͓̋" The Blood God screeched with such ferocity and such accursedness that he distorted the space around him, shaking the entire planet like an 8 ball.


Somebody was able to touch him. Somebody was able to land a hit. Who? Who did it? WHO!?!?!

"Hey, wrestler. Need some help?"

"I may agree with you, Devil. Heroism is pretty shallow. But this guy is a pretty good man himself, I don't like you beating up on him." A blind angel held her hand out to the King Tiger...
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She grabbed the wrestler's hand. "I was able to get a hit on him, my eyes are covered up (pretend they are in the image) so it's way harder on me. My precognition isn't working too well, and your skill is repugnant, so let's guide each other, hold onto my hand and don't let go. If you do, he'll kill you. We never actually got to finish our fight before, did we? So let's finish it after this."

The Swordswoman held her Holy Sword Durandal in her other hand, ready to fight hand in hand with the wrestler against the Blood God.
 
"Yeah, but tell me this...'Hero of the Dream World.' What if you... and hear me out here... ARE SO WEAK THAT YOU SUCK MY **** FROM THE BACK!?!?! YOU ******* DUMBAASSSSS!!!" The Devil screamed, he channeled the very concept of speed into his Divine Dash, kicking off the ground.

Space itself broke, the ground imploded and began exploding violently as Wolfgang Schreiber delivered a blow so swift, that it exceeded the speed that King Tiger could process the reality. If the blow landed, no matter the invulnerability he had, the concept of speed would triumph and would exceed the existence of his defense, killing the wrestler instantly. That's what should've happened but...

"....................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................."

Schreiber was blown back. The blow hadn't connected, it wasn't possible no matter what for the speed of the wrestler to exceed that of the Devil's. But.. A considerable amount of Schreiber's body was blown away, bleeding profusely. ".....Ah.- A-h." The Devil screeched-



"A̸̠̅Ḥ̴̡͌H̶͉̒h̴͔̽H̶̖́͜h̵̩̝̋͝H̴͔͈̏̚H̷͖̉Ḧ̸̰́̄Ḩ̵̇Ḥ̷̓͝H̷̦͌͠H̷̬̕ͅH̶̗͗H̶̯̼̅Ḥ̵͐͘H̷͚͈͑H̷͚̍̒H̴͉̥͗̔Ȟ̸̰̤̕Ḧ̵͕́H̷̫̥̑̈́H̵͖̻̍̑H̵̞̋H̸̹͗H̸͉̹̃H̵̱́H̴͉̠͌͌H̶̘̹̀H̵͚͊H̵͍͔̅́Ḥ̵̀H̶͈̺̏H̵͖͉͠Ḣ̸̺H̸͉̤̅͗Ḫ̵̖̅̉H̴̦̦̑̄H̷̛͍̬H̸̨̋̎H̷̱̑͜H̶̗̮̎H̵̘́̾Ḣ̵̼ͅH̵̙̽̾H̴̫̻͂͛H̷̡̰̍H̸̭́H̶͓̄̐H̵͔̑ͅH̷̖̅H̸̠͂̚H̷̪̹̄̀H̴̥́H̷̛̬̼̏H̵̺͕̾H̸̻̽H̶̥̒H̷͙͇̎Ḫ̵̕H̴͚̐H̸̝̮͛Ḫ̷͈̋̐Ḥ̷̓Ḧ̶̨̦́H̴͂ͅH̴͙͕̉́Ḥ̸͙̾͝H̷̟͒H̵̔̋͜H̸͈̏̒H̴͚̭̑Ĥ̵̡̜̋H̴͇͍̽Ḫ̶̑H̴̩̞̑̑H̸̱̙̒͛H̷͔̻͑H̶̢̍H̵̫̋H̶̜̃͛͜H̷͙̖̅̚H̵̻́H̴̭͓̀͝Ȟ̶̗́H̷͉̥̋̇Ḥ̷̛͉H̴̯͍̀́H̷̛̱͖H̷̛͚̒H̶̯̕H̴̘̲̓̄H̸̨̱̊̉H̴̘͌H̵̠̝̊͝H̴͔͕̍̊H̵͚̉͗ͅH̷̞̔̚H̵͓͗̂Ḧ̷̱͎́H̶͓͍̾H̶͍̗͊H̸̖͐Ḣ̶̢̫̑H̸̝͂̅H̸͚̙͝H̵̳͛̀H̶͚͑H̴̩̓̍͜H̴͈̦͛̚H̴̝͋̽H̶̖͊̈́H̸̙͍̒̅H̷͚̀̌Ḧ̶̨̜́͑H̸̱̼̑H̴̰̠̆͑Ḥ̴̍͝Ḫ̷͔̍H̸̦́H̶̘̩̆Ȟ̷̡̳͝Ḣ̵̯H̸̥̉̔H̷̙̘̒H̸̼̄̂H̵̪̦̓̐Ȟ̷̳H̵̡͑̈́H̴̱̊͜Ȟ̴̜H̴̜̭͘H̵̖̗̑̂H̴̟̫̀H̴͉̅̈́Ȟ̸̹̃Ḥ̴͇͊͝!̶̝̝͝!̶̰̈́!̸̱̍̈́!̸̡̫͂͌!̶̡̙̍!̶̟́!̷͉͝!̵̘̉̓!̸̘̫͒!̴̝̎!̴̹͊!̵̼̍!̷̢̇̆!̷̞̘̆!̵͎̾̚!̷͈͌!̶͖̌͑!̴̲̄̓!̶͕̤̉͗!̸̡̨̃͠!̵͔̋̊!̴͍́̊!̸̙̣̂!̵̲͎̎!̶͖̽̈!̸̻̎!̶͉̟͠͝!̴̲͍̎̓!̸̫̤̾̍!̶̲̓ ̴͚͚̇ ̸͓̋" The Blood God screeched with such ferocity and such accursedness that he distorted the space around him, shaking the entire planet like an 8 ball.


Somebody was able to touch him. Somebody was able to land a hit. Who? Who did it? WHO!?!?!

"Hey, wrestler. Need some help?"

"I may agree with you, Devil. Heroism is pretty shallow. But this guy is a pretty good man himself, I don't like you beating up on him." A blind angel held her hand out to the King Tiger...
Altair.%28Re%3ACreators%29.full.2090387.jpg


She grabbed the wrestler's hand. "I was able to get a hit on him, my eyes are covered up (pretend they are in the image) so it's way harder on me. My precognition isn't working too well, and your skill is repugnant, so let's guide each other, hold onto my hand and don't let go. If you do, he'll kill you. We never actually got to finish our fight before, did we? So let's finish it after this."

The Swordswoman held her Holy Sword Durandal in her other hand, ready to fight hand in hand with the wrestler against the Blood God.
''You are late Rory.'' he said.
 
Both Rory and King David felt themselves become more powerful

"You may want some help for this, and take this word of advice Rory: The White Key will help you on your travels, seek the Monarchist who does not desire destruction." Lucifer said calmly
 
"I don't give two ***** about your riddles, and Yharim is a delusional child whose daddy didn't play catch with him." Damn, she was getting a bit vulgar...

"I'm gonna ascend the dimensional ladder, and crush that idiotic limp-dicked monkey's ideology like a ******* grape!"
"And yet Yharim holds what could help you, delusional or not his conviction may be even greater then yours." Lucifer said as if he knew Yharim better then Yharim knew himself

"I will watch that with interest Rory the 6th. But I see the true battle warring within, I cannot wait until that boils over."
 
"And yet Yharim holds what could help you, delusional or not his conviction may be even greater then yours." Lucifer said as if he knew Yharim better then Yharim knew himself

"I will watch that with interest Rory the 6th. But I see the true battle warring within, I cannot wait until that boils over."
"The more you do these riddles, the less I take you seriously. I may not be able to see infinite possibilities right now since my eyes are covered, but I remember what I saw when we fought in my head. I know what you ar-" Suddenly, she began choking up...

As if some outside force was preventing her from saying what she knew..
 
"The more you do these riddles, the less I take you seriously. I may not be able to see infinite possibilities right now since my eyes are covered, but I remember what I saw when we fought in my head. I know what you ar-" Suddenly, she began choking up...

As if some outside force was preventing her from saying what she knew..
Lucifer laughed "That was no riddle, but I recommend you don't speak of what I really am, it appears that the master of this show does not want that to be revealed yet."
 
"Yeah, but tell me this...'Hero of the Dream World.' What if you... and hear me out here... ARE SO WEAK THAT YOU SUCK MY **** FROM THE BACK!?!?! YOU ******* DUMBAASSSSS!!!" The Devil screamed, he channeled the very concept of speed into his Divine Dash, kicking off the ground.

Space itself broke, the ground imploded and began exploding violently as Wolfgang Schreiber delivered a blow so swift, that it exceeded the speed that King Tiger could process the reality. If the blow landed, no matter the invulnerability he had, the concept of speed would triumph and would exceed the existence of his defense, killing the wrestler instantly. That's what should've happened but...

"....................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................."

Schreiber was blown back. The blow hadn't connected, it wasn't possible no matter what for the speed of the wrestler to exceed that of the Devil's. But.. A considerable amount of Schreiber's body was blown away, bleeding profusely. ".....Ah.- A-h." The Devil screeched-



"A̸̠̅Ḥ̴̡͌H̶͉̒h̴͔̽H̶̖́͜h̵̩̝̋͝H̴͔͈̏̚H̷͖̉Ḧ̸̰́̄Ḩ̵̇Ḥ̷̓͝H̷̦͌͠H̷̬̕ͅH̶̗͗H̶̯̼̅Ḥ̵͐͘H̷͚͈͑H̷͚̍̒H̴͉̥͗̔Ȟ̸̰̤̕Ḧ̵͕́H̷̫̥̑̈́H̵͖̻̍̑H̵̞̋H̸̹͗H̸͉̹̃H̵̱́H̴͉̠͌͌H̶̘̹̀H̵͚͊H̵͍͔̅́Ḥ̵̀H̶͈̺̏H̵͖͉͠Ḣ̸̺H̸͉̤̅͗Ḫ̵̖̅̉H̴̦̦̑̄H̷̛͍̬H̸̨̋̎H̷̱̑͜H̶̗̮̎H̵̘́̾Ḣ̵̼ͅH̵̙̽̾H̴̫̻͂͛H̷̡̰̍H̸̭́H̶͓̄̐H̵͔̑ͅH̷̖̅H̸̠͂̚H̷̪̹̄̀H̴̥́H̷̛̬̼̏H̵̺͕̾H̸̻̽H̶̥̒H̷͙͇̎Ḫ̵̕H̴͚̐H̸̝̮͛Ḫ̷͈̋̐Ḥ̷̓Ḧ̶̨̦́H̴͂ͅH̴͙͕̉́Ḥ̸͙̾͝H̷̟͒H̵̔̋͜H̸͈̏̒H̴͚̭̑Ĥ̵̡̜̋H̴͇͍̽Ḫ̶̑H̴̩̞̑̑H̸̱̙̒͛H̷͔̻͑H̶̢̍H̵̫̋H̶̜̃͛͜H̷͙̖̅̚H̵̻́H̴̭͓̀͝Ȟ̶̗́H̷͉̥̋̇Ḥ̷̛͉H̴̯͍̀́H̷̛̱͖H̷̛͚̒H̶̯̕H̴̘̲̓̄H̸̨̱̊̉H̴̘͌H̵̠̝̊͝H̴͔͕̍̊H̵͚̉͗ͅH̷̞̔̚H̵͓͗̂Ḧ̷̱͎́H̶͓͍̾H̶͍̗͊H̸̖͐Ḣ̶̢̫̑H̸̝͂̅H̸͚̙͝H̵̳͛̀H̶͚͑H̴̩̓̍͜H̴͈̦͛̚H̴̝͋̽H̶̖͊̈́H̸̙͍̒̅H̷͚̀̌Ḧ̶̨̜́͑H̸̱̼̑H̴̰̠̆͑Ḥ̴̍͝Ḫ̷͔̍H̸̦́H̶̘̩̆Ȟ̷̡̳͝Ḣ̵̯H̸̥̉̔H̷̙̘̒H̸̼̄̂H̵̪̦̓̐Ȟ̷̳H̵̡͑̈́H̴̱̊͜Ȟ̴̜H̴̜̭͘H̵̖̗̑̂H̴̟̫̀H̴͉̅̈́Ȟ̸̹̃Ḥ̴͇͊͝!̶̝̝͝!̶̰̈́!̸̱̍̈́!̸̡̫͂͌!̶̡̙̍!̶̟́!̷͉͝!̵̘̉̓!̸̘̫͒!̴̝̎!̴̹͊!̵̼̍!̷̢̇̆!̷̞̘̆!̵͎̾̚!̷͈͌!̶͖̌͑!̴̲̄̓!̶͕̤̉͗!̸̡̨̃͠!̵͔̋̊!̴͍́̊!̸̙̣̂!̵̲͎̎!̶͖̽̈!̸̻̎!̶͉̟͠͝!̴̲͍̎̓!̸̫̤̾̍!̶̲̓ ̴͚͚̇ ̸͓̋" The Blood God screeched with such ferocity and such accursedness that he distorted the space around him, shaking the entire planet like an 8 ball.


Somebody was able to touch him. Somebody was able to land a hit. Who? Who did it? WHO!?!?!

"Hey, wrestler. Need some help?"

"I may agree with you, Devil. Heroism is pretty shallow. But this guy is a pretty good man himself, I don't like you beating up on him." A blind angel held her hand out to the King Tiger...
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She grabbed the wrestler's hand. "I was able to get a hit on him, my eyes are covered up (pretend they are in the image) so it's way harder on me. My precognition isn't working too well, and your skill is repugnant, so let's guide each other, hold onto my hand and don't let go. If you do, he'll kill you. We never actually got to finish our fight before, did we? So let's finish it after this."

The Swordswoman held her Holy Sword Durandal in her other hand, ready to fight hand in hand with the wrestler against the Blood God.
King Tiger gripped Rory's hand tightly, relieved that he was, at least for now, still alive despite the being ferocious power.

"Heh....glad you showed up Rory, let's kick his ass" King Tiger said, a smile forming on his lips as he spoke.

King Tiger faced Kill-Gaia. his hand still tightly gripping Rory's palm. While doing so, he attempted to heal at least some of her injuries with his conceptual manipulation, erasing the very concept of "damage" from Rory's body in an attempt to heal her, if even slightly.

"Now then....shall we began round 2?" He said to Kill Gaia

((tired as hell, about to fall asleep, srry))
 
King Tiger gripped Rory's hand tightly, relieved that he was, at least for now, still alive despite the being ferocious power.

"Heh....glad you showed up Rory, let's kick his ass" King Tiger said, a smile forming on his lips as he spoke.

King Tiger faced Kill-Gaia. his hand still tightly gripping Rory's palm. While doing so, he attempted to heal at least some of her injuries with his conceptual manipulation, erasing the very concept of "damage" from Rory's body in an attempt to heal her, if even slightly.

"Now then....shall we began round 2?"

((tired as hell, about to fall asleep, srry))
(Don't worry, I can play your character for you and finish the fight lol. The post will be long, and King Tiger won't have any dialogue since I don't wanna say anything wrong.)
 
"You."

The Devil looked into the sky, grabbing the wound he was dealt by Rory's hands, causing blood to violently gush out of it. He then looked down... What was this? What could it be? Pain? How was it possible? Nobody should have been able to graze him, let alone deliver a wound to him that was this big. It was such an impossibility, that even the Devil of Speed, whose mind cared not for what was possible or impossible, was perplexed.

"I'll kill you." He'd tear their guts out. "I'll pump you full of holes." He'd eat their souls. "Just die." Die.

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"May everything under the sun perish into oblivion. Yetzirah."

A beastly roar that could be heard across the universe emanated like the big bang. (Just sound, not AP.)

"Lyngvi Vanargandr. Turn them to dust."

(Sorry, late, can't finish the whole fight in one post like I said as expected lol.)
 
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