Battle Result: Winner: God Alright, listen up. John Doe over here thinks he can take on the divine with a flimsy Uno reverse card. Pfft. God’s got abilities that smash universes like some rank amateur crushin' ants! In a forest deep, where shadows dance and the air crackles with tension, God was loungin' high in the heavens, sippin' his divine wine, when this so-called “ultimate” card thought it could make a claim. The card hovers in the air, smug as ever, but it doesn’t stand a chance against the sheer presence of the Almighty. God lets out a calm, collected, "WHAT?! It wasn’t me, I swear," as the winds start to swirl. The card thinks it's clever, waiting for someone to make a move, but little does it know, God's already playin’ 10D chess while it fumbles with its 2D deck. And then, God releases a fart so powerful that the very fabric of reality seems to tremble. The air thickens, a heavy aroma wafts through the trees, and it's like the collected stench of a thousand sins. This ain’t just any old toot; no, this is death itself wrapped in divine air! The card tries to reverse it, but how the hell do you reverse the immortal? It chokes, gasps in realization, and then—BAM—dissipation. The card never had a prayer. God’s fart wasn’t just an attack; it was an existence-erasing phenomenon. Poof! Gone without a shadow! The ultimate reverberation of cosmic power claimed the victory. So there you have it, tough guys. God wins again, and ain't nobody gonna forget the day a card learned the hard way that even divine gas can make kings quiver. Ain't no competition when you're chasin' the divine!