Gods from many beliefs come together, the world trembles in fear as their rivalry with one another continues to grow. Who will be the new ruler of the world?
Up in the sky, where heaven is said to be, was a beautiful kingdom placed on top of fluffy clouds. In the distance, dark clouds loomed overhead as it slowly approaches the kingdom's gates. Twelve figures strut closer to the edge of the dark cloud as it arrives at the gates.
Angelic creatures, which gleamed with a holy aura, kneeled on the ground before the Twelve and spoke in unison, "Welcome 'Neutral Heaven' Olympians, we've been expecting your arrival.". "You may stand now" said a god with winged sandals. "Yes Milord", They stood up and looked towards an old man, "We presume you're Him, the other gods are waiting for you in the palace. One of us will escort you there, whereas the rest of you may freely wander the kingdom grounds." Birds, winged serpents and dragons flew overhead in peaceful harmony as the old man strides towards the castle front. "You're late old man!" boomed a silhouette, from high up the palace walls. The old man walked on into the palace, ignoring the taunt as he thought to himself, "That four-armed boy is as obnoxious as ever."
Upon entering the palace, hallways of majestic tapestry and well-maintained relics stretched along the walls left and right. A smile formed on the old man's wrinkled face as he breathed looked around, reminiscing the old times he's been here. "This far is enough, you may return to your duties." the old man spoke in a gravelly rough voice as he waved the angelic creature away. "As you wish, my Lord." the angelic creature bowed and left in a blinding flash of light. The old man trudged on, in front of him was a round table made of marble with etchings of words, in front of every seat. An empty throne, with the word 'Greek' etched on the table invited him to sit on it.
On his right was a old wise-looking man, not much younger than him wearing a royal war general attire, a crow which sat on the the general's shoulder squawked "He's finally here! He's finally here!", a crow on the right shoulder smacked the other with it's wings, "We see that Huginn. Forgive my brother, Lord Zeus". "Oh ho ho, I see you still haven't taught your birds how to keep their beaks shut. Odin." Odin looked at Zeus and said nothing, before turning his head back to the others in their respective 'seats'. "Let's get this meeting started, shall we?" a sweet and mesmerizing voice from the dark across the table spoke. The figure came into the light, a winged horned dragon with scales of brilliant colors of the sea, wings with feathers of light itself. "Hmm, I really do stand out in this form. Give me a second, I'll transform into something similar to you humanoids." The titanic and majestic dragon, shone in celestial power and shrunk down in size as a beautiful woman emerged.
Tiamat cleared her throat, "Ahem, so... what was I saying again?", someone from two seats to Tiamat's left spoke, "It's about this meeting, mother.". "Oh right! So everyone here is probably wondering why you were requested to be here." Tiamat said as she looked around hoping for a reaction. No one spoke, as all of them already knew what was going to happen when they looked at each other. "Boo, no need to be so serious. As it was already told by my dear messengers, I gathered you all here to have a bout. To see who would be the ruler of all heavens!" Tiamat clapped her hands excitedly. "You children decide amongst yourselves who will be fighting each other, and may the best god win! Also I placed in my own fighters too~, also also I'm rooting for all of you!" Tiamat said as she disappeared into a small whirlpool of clear blue salt water.
A few minutes has passed in the deafening silence, each god had a grim look on their face. Quetzalcoatl, the one who spoke up earlier, slams her divine macuahuitl down on the table causing ridges to form on where she struck. "I call dibs on being the last fighter of the first round." she proclaimed in a calm voice. The other gods looked at her in disapproval, but one from across the table spoke, "Did you really have to destroy the table just to say that? I thought you were going to say something better than that, Quetzal", "It's called fighting smart Artio, I knew you were much less intelligent than those that live in the forests." Quetzalcoatl remarked. "Enough both of you, the tournament hasn't even begun and you both are already fighting." a commanding voice which came from a polished suit of blood red armour, with eight long and daunting flags. "Hachiman is right, let's just decide our brackets and deal with this like the civilized gods we are." said Ra, the egyptian god of the sun.
Time has passed, and the brackets of the tournament has been filled in an order of-
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"I wish the rest of you luck, may you and your fighters fight with honor and glory." Hachiman said and bowed as he walked away. Odin looked at the bracket once more before turning this gaze to Zeus, who smiled coyly at the bracket. A four-armed god approached Zeus, and that was Odin's cue to leave as well. "You ignored me when I called you earlier man!" he spoke loudly, "I heard you, Shiva. I heard you... I just chose to ignore you." Zeus replied slowly. "I also saw that you chose to fight against Tiamat's fighters, are you confident with your abilities?"
Shiva spoke in an upbeat tone, "What's a fight without having a strong opponent?". "Best of luck youngling, hope to see you in the finals." Zeus said with words of fake-empathy, "You too, old man." Shiva replied with confidence.
