The Arena of Epiphany, a battlefield the size of a million worlds, thrummed with a new, terrifying energy.
All of the spectators, mortal and divine, leaned forward, their collective gaze locked on the colossal stage.
Lifeform2748 : "my eyes can't bear it, this is too much.... I will give my life to God Cosmos for allowing me to see this spectacle"
Lifeform6283 : "take my life too"
Lifeform39949 : "why are you forgetting you have 9 lives. And they are given to you by him. So even if you give your life, isn't it just giving back what you have been given"
The chat went silent with this last comment and focused back on the arena.
The names on the screen were a death sentence for the entire round, a matchup so absurdly overpowered it felt like a prank. Nova vs. Mammon.
Adam looked at the pairing, then at Sunny, and smiled bitterly. "Damn," he thought, "I really shouldn't have gone with a random selection."
