POV: ARENA – KAELTHAR & RYNVEK (Challengers)
The air burns with energy. Kaelthar's aura stretches reality like rubber. Rynvek's fists leave trails of collapsing space behind him.
> Kaelthar: "So… this is what they meant by anomalies?"
Rynvek: "Not anomalies… singularities. This isn't a fight. It's a rewrite of existence."
They clash first, sending shockwaves that distort the arena into fractured dimensions. Each blow erases terrain and bends light, causing spectators to shield their eyes.
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POV: DIOKA & GUAkULIA (Anomalies)
Dioka floats lazily, stretching like he's in a lounge.
> Dioka: "Cute toys… let's see how much you've got before breakfast."
Guakulia smirks, tracing a finger across the battlefield. Reality pulses with his intent—time slows, then speeds, gravity flips, space fractures around him.
> Guakulia: "Try all you want. The system didn't write us. Nothing can stop us."
Dioka snaps his fingers. Kaelthar's God Mode energy splinters mid-flight. Rynvek's fists phase through what should have been solid terrain, hitting… nothing.
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POV: GOVERNMENT OBSERVERS
Screens everywhere flicker as the anomalies manipulate the battlefield.
> Analyst Senna: "They… they're untouchable. That's impossible!"
Vorix: hands clasped behind back, expression grim "No. Not impossible… unprecedented. This is beyond our charts, our systems, our simulations. They are rewriting the rules."
The apex challengers are trying, but the anomalies anticipate, react, and counter instinctively, almost playfully. Every move they make teaches the observers a new limit of power.
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POV: HERO & VILLAIN FACTIONS
Hero coalition members watch live feeds, jaws on the floor.
Villain factions whisper conspiracies: "The government lied… there are beings beyond the Supreme."
Civilians panic across cities, some hiding, some fainting from the sheer gravitational and psychic pressure of the arena.
Screens flash the warning: "SYSTEM ERROR: ANOMALY INTERFERENCE DETECTED"
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BATTLE ESCALATION
Kaelthar and Rynvek fully synchronize in God Mode, unleashing continent-level attacks.
Dioka and Guakulia barely move—but each gesture dismantles, redirects, or absorbs the attacks.
The arena itself fractures into dozens of micro-realities, each obeying a different law of physics.
> Dioka (laughing): "Ohhh… that tickles."
Guakulia (smirking): "You thought this was your stage? Cute."
The challengers struggle, energy bleeding into time and space itself, fracturing the visual feed to government observers.
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POV: GOVERNMENT HEADQUARTERS – VORIX
Vorix sits rigid, voice calm but tense:
> "Deploy the containment arrays… now. And warn every apex unit: do not interfere directly. They are not to be engaged by force. Only observation."
Analysts scramble. Holographic models flicker and collapse. Every system designed to track or suppress supernovas fails instantly.
> Senna: "Sir… they're… they're immune to suppression tech. All of it."
Vorix's eyes narrow.
> "Then we record. We watch. And we pray our world survives long enough to understand them."
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POV: ANOMALIES
Dioka tosses a collapsed energy orb like a ball. It bounces, reshapes the arena mid-air.
> Dioka: "I mean… they tried, right? Cute, really."
Guakulia watches Kaelthar and Rynvek's synchronized attacks.
> Guakulia: "They're strong… fun to watch. But they don't even know how to scratch us yet."
They move together, perfectly in sync. A punch from Dioka shatters a micro-dimension; a kick from Guakulia redirects an entire gravity field, making the challengers' attacks harmless against them.
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WORLD IMPACT
News feeds across every continent report impossible phenomena: skies folding, gravity waves, flashes that erase entire city blocks temporarily.
Factions realize the anomalies aren't just strong—they exist outside the Supernova System.
Whispers spread: "The apex tier… can't touch them. Nothing can."
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ENDING TEASE
The anomalies hover above the ruined battlefield. Kaelthar and Rynvek retreat slightly, panting, aware of their first true defeat.
> Dioka (to Guakulia): "Honestly… this was fun. Wanna see what happens when we really stop holding back?"
Guakulia (grinning): "Oh… we're just getting started."
The camera pans outward:
Observers sweating.
Factions panicking.
The government terrified.
And the anomalies? Laughing, untouchable, untamed, unregistered, setting the stage for the Tournament of God to escalate beyond anyone's imagination.
FINAL LINE:
> "This isn't a fight. This is a preview… of the endgame."