POV: DIOKA
Dioka grinned, casually spinning a fragment of the fractured city in his palm.
> "Alright… let's show them what chaos really looks like."
He clapped his hands. Gravity flipped. Terrain stretched and twisted like taffy. Clones of him and Guakulia sprang from every shadow, shard, and floating rock.
> "Bro… bet they didn't expect this."
Guakulia bent probability loops around them. Every challenger attack split into countless potential outcomes—all fatal. Yet the anomalies dodged every single one with impossible ease.
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POV: GUAkULIA
Guakulia folded space in half, sending Kaelthar's strike hurtling through an alternate dimension before it could connect.
> "Oops. Wrong universe, bro."
The arena dissolved into chaos: orbiting buildings, frozen debris, skies swirling in kaleidoscopic hues. Guakulia's laughter echoed, mocking physics itself.
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POV: KAELTHAR (Challenger #1)
Black lightning arced wildly across the multidimensional battlefield.
> "These anomalies… they don't follow the system! They don't obey reality!"
He unleashed full God Mode. Dioka casually spun him around like a toy, redirecting the attack into orbiting shards of debris.
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POV: RYNVEK (Challenger #2)
Rynvek's probability field hit absolute intensity, calculating every possible outcome.
> "Every move… I can predict every possibility… yet—"
Every strike failed. Every probability backfired. The anomalies weren't just unpredictable—they were impossible.
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BATTLE ESCALATION — ABSOLUTE CHAOS
Mountains folded and unfolded mid-air.
Oceans formed and evaporated in seconds.
Clones exploded, fracturing space itself.
Probability attacks backfired, producing surreal consequences.
Gravity, time, momentum—every law twisted and reversed at will.
Even the challengers' true forms maxed out—they barely kept pace.
> Dioka, lazily floating on an orbiting shard:
"Bro… this is like a video game on cheat mode."
> Guakulia:
"Exactly… but the game's just starting."
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COMEDIC MOMENT
A massive energy wave from Kaelthar crashed down. Dioka and Guakulia paddled across it like a river in a canoe, sipping floating energy drinks.
> "Smooth ride, bro."
Kaelthar screamed. Rynvek groaned. The spectators couldn't even begin to comprehend what was happening.
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POV: TOURNAMENT OFFICIALS
Monitors flashed: UNREGISTERED ENERGY—SYSTEM CANNOT TRACK
> "This… isn't supposed to be possible. Those two… they defy the hierarchy," muttered one Supreme Official.
> "We need contingency protocols. NOW. Before the arena—"
Before he could finish, a Dioka clone waved from above, bending space so the officials appeared upside down.
> "Hello!"
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ENDING TEASE — ANOMALIES LAUGHING
Dioka and Guakulia perched atop a floating shard of shattered city, casually observing their challengers struggling.
> Dioka: "Bro… imagine if we actually tried to fight seriously."
> Guakulia: "The system wouldn't survive the first minute."
The arena trembled. The challengers pushed harder. But the anomalies remained untouchable, limitless, untethered by reality itself.
> Dioka: "Ready for round two… or do we make round one infinite?"
Somewhere in the shadows, the Tournament of God watched in stunned silence.