The Clash of Sin and Sorcery In a shattered realm, where time melded into the chaotic void of endless battles, two dread powers were about to face each other in a showdown of might and fury. The air crackled with tension, two figures stepping into the ethereal arena, where only the strongest would emerge victorious. Regulus Corneas, the Sin-Archbishop representing Greed, adorned in a cloak of emeralds and gold, leaned back rather casually against a twisted pillar of obsidian rock, a smirk playing on his lips. His mischievous eyes sparkled with selfish ambition. Born of the Witch's Cult, Regulus relished the thought of dominating and subjugating all who fell beneath his gaze. “Ooh, look at this guy, you must be the famous Sukuna, huh? Such an illustrious title you’ve carved out for yourself. Let’s see if you’re as tough as they say!” He purred, his voice dripping with mockery. Standing across the arena, Sukuna, the King of Curses, emanated a sinister presence. With a confidence that matched that of the Sin-Archbishop, he chuckled darkly, palms flickering with cursed energy. “You think you can play games with me, Greed? I’ll turn you into nothing more than a memory.” His eyes burned with malevolence, his body poised like a coiled serpent ready to strike. With a flick of his wrist, Sukuna unleashed a burst of flame that spiraled into an arrow, rocketing straight towards Regulus’s chest. But the Sin-Archbishop simply raised an eyebrow, idly activating his Lions Heart. Time rippled across the battlefield, as the flame arrow froze mid-air, mere inches away. Regulus laughed, his voice echoing through the arena, reverberating off the void like cruel laughter. “I’m sorry, did you think that would work?” Sukuna's grin widened, the dimension around him pulsing with dread energy. “Oh, I know exactly what I'm up against. Let’s see how long you can hold that charm of yours!” With a gesture, he initiated his malevolent shrine domain, the terrain shifting violently as blades of cursed energy emerged, swarming towards Regulus. Regulus, however, was far from intimidated. He maneuvered gracefully, unfurling the Lions Heart’s effects as he slashed through the air, sending waves of cutting energy that sliced apart the deadly blades like they were made of paper. Sparks flew; he wasn't just a man with powers, he was the embodiment of Avarice itself. “Is that all you got, King of Curses? I expected more of a challenge!” He taunted, closing the space between them, slashing at the very fabric of reality. Sukuna grinned, unfazed, as he swiftly activated his Cleave ability. The blades of cursed energy twisted, adapting like living forms to his will, creating a web that ensnared Regulus. “You underestimate me! Curses are not so easily escaped!” he shouted, his foot planting firmly as he amplified his retroactive response with Dismantle, the ground trembling beneath the onslaught. But Regulus was in a realm of his own. He activated Lions Heart again just in time, freezing the very moment as he twisted through the trap Sukuna had created. The Sin-Archbishop smirked, feeling the thrill of selfish triumph. “You really think I won’t dance around your little tricks?” He slashed through the web effortlessly, his mind racing. “You have a nifty trick there, Greed. But can you handle my full power?” Sukuna snarled, gathering all his cursed energy into a colossal form, ready to unleash the domain’s full blast. “Malevolent Shrine! You’ll know true despair!” As Sukuna’s energy lashed out, bursting with violent intent, Regulus held his ground. He didn’t lack in power, but he was playing a different game entirely. With Lions Heart in full effect, he simply stopped time around him, allowing him to rearrange the battlefield to his liking. It was a cruel game, one that Greed played for its joy, unbound by the conventional rules of reality. In a moment that felt like eternity, he struck. With fluid grace, he released an overwhelming wave of slicing energy, draining Sukuna's offensive, outpacing the very blades aimed at him. The sin-archbishop had become an avatar of greed, representing individualism and dominance over even time itself as he blitzed through the echoes of shadows. As time resumed its relentless flow, Sukuna found himself surrounded, caught in Regulus's paused moment. “You’re mine now!” Regulus declared, surging forward, slashing through Sukuna’s defenses nearly effortlessly. With a look of shock and fury, Sukuna gasped, “Wait! No—this can’t end like this!” But it was too late. Regulus’s power overwhelmed Sukuna, who fell victim to the Sin-Archbishop's greed for dominance. The arena quaked as Sukuna faded into dust, consumed by the very time that he could not manipulate. Winner: Regulus Corneas Regulus took this victory through his unrivaled manipulation of time with Lions Heart, rendering Sukuna’s attacks ineffective. While Sukuna displayed immense offensive prowess, he ultimately underestimated Regulus’s capability to adapt and dominate the battlefield through cunning and the sheer power of Greed, twisting the fabric of reality itself to claim his well-deserved triumph. The Sin-Archbishop danced past the curse king, turning the tides and sealing his reputation as a formidable foe.