Character Profiles 1. Obi-Wan Kenobi (Episode III) - Role: Jedi Master - Skills: Mastery in the Force, lightsaber combat - Powers: - Power: 17 - Guard: 27 - Magic Power: 21 - Magic Guard: 16 - Speed: 19 - Items: Blue Lightsaber - Personality: Wise, patient, resilient, and confident in his abilities. 2. 『The Truth』 - Role: Omniverse Entity - Skills: Omniscience, immortality, life and death manipulation - Powers: - Power: 20 - Guard: 20 - Magic Power: 20 - Magic Guard: 20 - Speed: 20 - Personality: Sadistic yet acts fair, wise, and beyond all understanding. 3. Fable (The Dream Sheep) - Role: Embodiment of Good Dreams - Skills: Elusiveness, emits nitrous oxide, helps others dream positively. - Powers: - Power: 0 - Guard: 0 - Magic Power: 100 - Magic Guard: 0 - Speed: 0 - Personality: Kind, nurturing, and carefree. 4. Divine General Mahoraga - Role: Adaptable Combatant - Skills: Infinite adaptations, world-cutting attacks. - Powers: - Power: 50 - Guard: 0 - Magic Power: 0 - Magic Guard: 0 - Speed: 50 - Personality: Fierce, relentless, and strategic. 5. Archie Sonic - Role: Supersonic Hedgehog - Skills: Incredible speed, combat intelligence. - Powers: - Power: 20 - Guard: 20 - Magic Power: 10 - Magic Guard: 10 - Speed: 40 - Personality: Confident, lighthearted, and slightly reckless. 6. Yuji Itadori - Role: Spirit Binder and Fighter - Skills: Exceptional combat skills, plot armor. - Powers: - Power: 25 - Guard: 43 - Magic Power: 2 - Magic Guard: 5 - Speed: 25 - Personality: Determined, hopeful, and always fights for the good. --- The Awakening The first thing Obi-Wan Kenobi noticed was the blinding light engulfing him, flooding the cavernous room where he awoke. As he gingerly rose to his feet, the dizzying pulse of a heavy force made him stagger momentarily. The floor was hard beneath him, and something felt off. He quickly surveyed his surroundings and realized he wasn’t alone. Five others – likely in the same predicament – were scattered across the large, brightly lit cell, each displaying various degrees of confusion. “Welcome,” a voice boomed ominously from unseen speakers. “You have all been chosen to participate in a unique trial.” Each participant eyed the others, assessing the threat and potential alliances. “Who are you?” Obi-Wan’s calm voice cut through the frantic murmurs of his companions. “I am『The Truth』,” intoned a deeper, reverberating voice. A massive figure emerged from the swirling barriers of light and shadow, its very existence an echo of all things. “Here we shall test your abilities until a sole survivor stands.” “Test?” Fable, the Dream Sheep, bleated softly, her wool shimmering with a mystical aura. “But we’re friends, aren’t we?” Archie Sonic zipped excitedly around the cell, a blend of nervous energy and jest. “What’s the worst that could happen? We’ll rock this together!” His overconfidence elicited various expressions of disbelief. Just then, the gravity in the chamber shifted dramatically, crushing them down, as if the very universe had gained weight. Obi-Wan struggled to remain on his feet, grasping his blue lightsaber tightly. “I suggest we find a way to collaborate for survival,” he spoke, stately yet with a hint of urgency. But before he could finish, the ground beneath them split, and they all fell into a deeper chamber. The Fight Begins Emerging into the higher gravity hell, the environment roared with a strange mist, transforming serenity into chaos. Each combatant realized that this was not merely a competition; it was a fight for their very existence. “Adapt and overcome,” muttered the Divine General Mahoraga, towering at 12 feet, muscles bulging and adaptations already beginning. He wielded an immense sword that gleamed ominously. Obi-Wan initiated the fight, drawing upon the Force to enhance his agility. Each swing of his blue lightsaber was intentioned to incapacitate rather than eliminate. But even his esteemed mastery had limits against such eccentric powers surrounding him. 『The Truth』 moved effortlessly, existing in dimensions beyond comprehension, weaving a tapestry of judgment. He observed each attack, waiting to retaliate with deadly intention, casting a silent vow to snuff out any who threatened him. As chaos spread, Yuji Itadori unleashed a series of explosive dropkicks, intent on dismantling foes. His movement was precise; with every strike, he invoked his King of Curses’ latent abilities. But the adaptations of Mahoraga knew no bounds, and each attack was only a step to growing stronger. Meanwhile, Fable stayed out of direct combat, her ethereal aura emanating dreams and serenity. The surrounding mist shifted near her, closing in on those whose spirits were weak. Fable’s “Beautiful Baa” echoed, draping the area in blissful somnolence. “Won’t you all come rest beside me?” she whispered enticingly. Archie Sonic, however, couldn’t decipher the lull—the smell of a challenge hung in the air. He zipped towards Fable and coaxed her to join hands. “Hey, let’s make this dream a little more thrilling, shall we?” The Balance of Power “Enough!” roared Mahoraga, eyeing the quicksilver hedgehog with disdain. He swung his colossal sword, creating a rift in space, threatening to cleave Sonic in two. “Shadow Clone!” Fable countered, causing illusions of herself to proliferate, surrounding Mahoraga, wrapping him momentarily in a soft dreamlike cocoon. Obi-Wan sensed the opportunity and launched himself into motion, his saber leaving traces of blue in the air as he parried the Divine General’s sword strikes, evading by inches. “Focus, we can do this!” he urged Yuji, who leapt, channeling his cursed energy for a devastating attack. The combination of forces and their outright existence was a display of sheer will. But the trial was unrelenting. Gradually, the others fell one by one. Archie’s speed was stymied by an unforeseen strike from『The Truth』, whose very essence tapped into the life of the multiverse itself. As energies collided, options dwindled down to two. It boiled down to Obi-Wan and the omnipotent entity; the remaining souls lay scattered in the aftermath. But even as Obi-Wan stood unwavering, he felt the weight of inevitability beneath him. “I did not expect a Jedi to confront truth,” argued『The Truth』, his voice ringing with states of being. “But it is time to eliminate delusions.” They battled fiercely, Kenobi's lightsaber a blue beacon against the dark tides of reality. “One who believes can bend destiny,” he asserted, feeding the Force into each calculated strike. The Last Stand The floodlights brightened as the combat echoed. “Your time has ended,” declared『The Truth』, the pattern of reality folding around him. But Obi-Wan, in a moment of lucidity, remembered all things he stood for—the protection of life, the preservation of hope. “You underestimate resilience,” he countered. “You become your own delusion.” In a final clash, lightsaber against cosmic power, the vibrancy of Kenobi shone like a star. He seized the moment of clarity, channeling all his might through the Force, redirecting the energies back. And in that instant, the paradox of existence quaked;『The Truth』 dissolved into the void, leaving Kenobi standing, alive, a silent victor. As Obi-Wan processed the enormity of what had just unfolded, the resonant voice from the speakers returned. “Testing Complete. You May Now Go To The Next Testing Chamber.”