Multiversal Tournament

The Hand of God

"Well then, mortal. You and your brother are going to pay for rebelling against your god."

"Okay, who the hell is this guy?" Kaira asked his brother.

"That... is a pompous fucker who calls himself God," He replied "But we shouldn't take him lightly." The two got into battle stances.

He rose up into the air, then flew toward the two, neither of them seeing his movement until he was already behind them. The two let out gasps of pain and both held their stomachs, Kaira fell to one knee while Proka just barely managed to stay on his feet.

The younger of the looked back at God and asked "What the... how did he...?"

"Damn it!" Prokaz grunted "He's... faster than the last time!"

God looked down at his hands and said "So this is the power I've been hiding... it feels amazing." He began to laugh to himself as the two boys got back up.

"Argh... you dumbass. Don't get cocky just 'cause you hit us once," Prokaz growled at him.

"Yeah... this has only... just gotten started," Kaira agreed, standing next to his brother.

"How curious, Prokaz and Jehovah are on the same team, and yet they fight. And Kaira fights along side his brother, though they are opposite teams," One of the attendants mentioned "Curious, is it not?"

"Stop... laughing!!" Prokaz yelled at him as he flew toward Jehovah, but he got behind Prokaz and elbowed him in the back of the neck, knocking him down onto his stomach.

"Prokaz!" Kaira shouted as he saw his brother on the ground "Alright, you asshole! My turn!" He flew at Jehovah, but he just caught his punch, and threw Kaira on the ground in front of his feet.

"Kneel," He told Kaira as he looked down on the young Endrian.

"Not to you!" He jumped backwards "That was a lucky shot!" He knew it wasn't, but that was the only thing Kaira could just barely hold onto.

He flew at Jehovah and sent punch after punch at him, but the man simply slapped them all away, which Prokaz noticed, and so he exclaimed "He's just deflecting all his attacks- he doesn't care!" Kaira swung down at him again, but he caught his wrist, and spun Kaira in the air before slamming the boy on the ground again.

"Oh, my dear boy," Jehovah taunted him as he looked down at the young warrior "It's as if you don't even intend to fight. Just be a training device for me." Kaira panted as he got back up to his knees "What's the matter? You were so arrogant earlier. Have you really lost all of that already?" He lifted his hands up "If so, then I should end this here." The two boys began to lift up, seemingly being held by their necks "No... perhaps we should explore the furthest reaches of my powers."

"Prokaz... this is worse than you made him out to be..." Kaira told his brother.

"I know... he's gotten stronger... and faster..." Prokaz replied, still gasping for breath.

"Begone!" The two both had their energies explode out of them, their screams of rage and pain haunting anyone who would hear it, but then, the two were silent on the ground "Hahahahah!!!" Jehovah laughed maniacally "Perfect... absolutely flawless! This power, this devastating power! It's exactly what I've yearned for... and it's stupendous." He looked up at the Supreme Being "Look at this, you filthy false deity! Your time of watching is over, and after I am victorious here, then I'll destroy you!"

"Hey... Kaira? You alright?" Prokaz asked as the two shakily stood up on their knees.

"Urgh... not really, but we need to beat this schmuck," He replied, coughing up a mouth full of blood after speaking, then Jehovah began to glow, the light enveloping miles around the arena, so Kaira asked "The hell is his doing!?"