Record of Ragnarok: Divine Wrath

Hachiman Vs Saint George

Hiemdall = 🗣 = The Introducer of Ragnarok

The seats were filled, either side of the arena filled with the sound of conversations between the spectators, on the left half of the stands row was every god regardless of mythology or religion, the Romans, Egyptians, Aztecs all the way to the Chinese and Australian all here to view theyre superiors kick ass, above them standing the private corner, where only the greeks and chief deities may watch the battles which would soon take place, the gods loud arrogant voices drowning out humanities attempts to converse amongst each other, they had no confidence in humanity winning a single round of the tournament, seeing this as a small distraction rather then a serious set of battles that actually matter even somewhat.On the other side to the right of the arena sat humanity, all humans to have ever existed across time, from the caveman era, to modern times, brought back from the dead within their prime selves. several billion squished in the seats of the stands, properly crossed off from the gods to avoid any potential fights between the 2 groups, fights that would undoubtably end with the gods on top. The entire race of humanity praying to the very people theyre rooting against for them to win. The species was, to say the least, terrified of the inevitable outcome of their extinction. Though a special few still believed they had a chance, though theyre written off as nothing more then Ignorant.Suddenly both sides fell dead quiet, the sound of rock scrapping against rock burst through the arena as a door, separate to the 2 in which the god fighter and the human fight came out, would open, and from it would come a short man, wearing baggy black pants and a long purple cloak, his skin was a dark grey and his face looked nearly, robotic. The short man would walk to the arenas very middle, darkness shrouding the arena, while a small burst of light would shine upon the man as if there was a spotlight above him, hed mumble to himself"Finally... Ive waited so long." Before reaching into his coat, pulling out a small horn before yelling into it "IS EVERYBODY RRREEAADY!!!!" Hed shout, despite the horns small size it could amplify the sound of his voice to reach across the entire arena. "THE VERY MOMENT I BLOW ON THIS VERY HERE GJALLARHORN, RAGNAROK WILL BEGIN, I KNOW YOUVE ALL BEEN WAITING FOR IT HAVENT YOU!?!?"Hed suddenly point towards 1 door, the one on the gods half of the stands, as itd slowly open. "FOR THE GODS FIRST FIGHTER, AND HUMANITIES FIRST EXECUTIONER, THE GOD WHOM PROTECTED HUMANITY FOR MILLENIUM NOW COMES TO SLAUGHTER THEM, A MAN WHO CAN CUT COUNTRIES IN A SINGLE SLASH OF HIS POWERFUL BLADE. THE GOD OF WAR THAT NO OTHER GOD OF WAR CAN FACE, JAPAN CALLS UPON HIS POWER FOR GOOD FORTUNE IN BATTLE, HIS NAME? THE MIGHTY HACHIMAN!!!!" The Tall 6'2" man would come out of the waiting room to the arena, spotlights shining on him as he walked out, his katana dragging across the ground, once he reaches far enough into the room hed pick up his blade, swiftly cutting the air, so quick it causes powerful gusts of winds which already broke into the arena's walls, those who could read japanese and were quick enough to see could clearly see he was spelling out peace with his blade, somewhat confused on the point of it was.The announcer, whos name was Hiemdall, the watchman of the apocalypse, would then turn to the other side, as that sides door too began to open. "AS FOR THE HUMAN, WHETHER BRAVE OR STUPID ENOUGH TO CHALLENGE THIS GOD. A MAN WHOSE ACTS WERE SPREAD ACROSS THE PLANET LIKE LEGEND, HE WHOM SLAYED A DRAGON WITH ONLY HIS WILL AND HIS BLADE HE WAS CHOSEN AS ONE OF HUMANITIES GREATEST FIGHTERS. A MAN OF GOD NOW MADE TO FIGHT ONE, HE IS THE ONE, THE ONLY. SAINNNTT, GEEOOORRRGGE!!!!" With that said a man would walk out of the hallway leading towards the arena, his brown long hair flowing behind him, a book in one hand and his sword in the other, thrown over his shoulders as he mumbled, reading off the book he was holding, those closer to the arena from the stands could clearly see the texts he was reading was that of the bible, the man would sigh, putting it away, before hed slam is blade into the groundThe 2 sides would then react, Humanity holding onto any last hope they had to cheer for the fighter chosen for them, while the gods laughing at Humanity for their supposed arrogance. No matter the sword he wielded no god even had the bother to think it could scratch the mountain of a deity that was Hachiman, to them, this fight would be quick and easy. The unstoppable force that was Hachiman was sure to cut through the insignificant human like paper... right?