The realm of the multiverse was vast and expansive, yet it held the strongest warriors throughout time and space, eager to prove themselves as the best amongst the best. In the midst of the battlefield stood two players, Heracles and Man Made God, each with their own unique abilities and strengths. Heracles stood, poised and ready, with his bow of the Hydra and pelt of the lion granting him immunity to any weapon attacks. He surveyed his opponent, who stood tall with his towering frame and arms that seemed to stretch into eternity. "I'll make quick work of you, Man Made God." Heracles spoke with confidence, drawing back the string of his bow and taking aim. Man Made God merely chuckled at his opponent's bravado. "You seem to underestimate me, Heracles. Let's see how long you can keep up your hero act." With a fierce battle cry, Heracles released his arrow, aiming true at Man Made God's chest. But the moment it made contact, the arrow crumbled into nothingness, leaving no marks on his opponent’s mechanical body. Man Made God cackled maniacally, reveling in his opponent's confusion. "Did you think a mere arrow could defeat me? I am made of gears, immune to any physical attack you could muster." But Heracles refused to falter, instead drawing back his bow once again. This time, he utilized the full extent of his bow's power, imbuing his arrow with God-slaying venom. The bowstring snapped and the arrow flew forward, piercing through Man Made God's chest, causing the gears to malfunction. But Man Made God was a force to be reckoned with, and he merely laughed, his gear-like body swiftly repairing itself. "Your measly attempt at an attack was admirable, but now it's my turn." With a swiftness that left Heracles reeling, Man Made God unleashed his powerful arsenal of weapons, from flame throwers to mini guns, causing destruction and chaos around them. But Heracles refused to back down, using his skill with the bow to dodge and weave through the onslaught. As the battle raged on, Man Made God grew increasingly frantic, resorting to using his ability to slow down time in a last-ditch effort to defeat his opponent. But Heracles would not be defeated, pressing on with his determination and willpower. Finally, after what seemed like an eternity of battling, Heracles emerged victorious, with Man Made God crumbling to the ground, gears and all. With a deep breath, Heracles looked out across the battlefield, realizing that he had proved himself amongst the strongest warriors of the multiverse. And yet, he knew that there would always be another battle to fight, another opponent to face. But for now, he was content in the knowledge that he had emerged victorious.