A battle in purgatory the battlers haven of an eternal battle ground
You can no longer truly die only loose then and continue bleeding for the battle

Infernal Purgatory

The endless battlefield of Purgatory is a desolate landscape, scattered with the lifeless forms of the fiercest combatants ever known. The air is thick with the stench of blood and desperation as warriors crave victory, knowing full well that they cannot die, yet they feel every moment of pain. In the center of this chaotic arena stand five powerful beings, each with abilities that could shift the tide of battle.  

**Sassy Wendy**, resplendent in her beauty, takes center stage. Her alluring presence is enough to captivate even the most hardened souls. A confident smirk graces her lips as she raises her hands, drawing the attention of everyone present. "You can't resist me, darling," she declares, sending waves of lust cascading through the crowd, turning once-mighty warriors into mere simps.  

Meanwhile, a low rumble begins as **Ultra Instinct Shrek** makes his entrance. Towering and commanding, each step he takes sends shockwaves through the ground. His powers are innumerable, adapting and shifting with every opponent before him. He eyes Wendy, momentarily distracted by her radiant charm, but quickly refocuses his mind to assess threats.  

Across the battlefield, **Yota**, a one-person army manifests a legion of clones. Thousands of identical beings fill the arena, each clone bearing the terrifying strength and power of its progenitor—Yota himself. They unleash a harmonious battle cry, their voices echoing like thunder as they surround Shrek, but Shrek's senses are heightened. He conjures the powers from the Superpower Wiki, creating impenetrable barriers and amplifying his strength to fend off the flood of clones.  

In a dark corner of the battlefield, **Divine Consumer** observes the chaos, his glowing boils pulsating with anticipation. He revels in the suffering and despair of his opponents. As he stretches his blood-blades, he draws strength from every fallen fighter around him, ready to consume the will to fight from anyone who comes too close. His aura spreads, sapping the motivation from Yota’s clones. Their zeal diminishes as they find themselves losing their will to battle against this consuming force.  

With a battle-hungry mindset, **Grand-Kage Zankoku** launches himself into the fray, his black aura emanating power that seems to erase the very essence of life around him. "You’ll not survive here!" he bellows, and with a flick of his wrist, he initiates **Zetsumetsudan**, decimating a wave of Yota's clones instantly.  

The mighty Kage then casts **Shi no Uta**, and the remaining few clones glance at each other in confusion before turning their weapons on themselves—a mass self-destruction unfolds as Zankoku watches with a scowl, confident in his superior abilities.  

Wendy, unbothered by the carnage, struts through the battlefield, reaping a swarm of new admirers who can only chant her praises. "YAS QUEEN!" they cheer, elevating her power as Zankoku scowls, momentarily distracted by the overwhelming love her mere presence incites.  

In the commotion, the unnamed being lurks, a dark omnipotent force witnessing the disarray. Regardless of the chaos brewing around him, he remains calm, inundated with infinite power. He focuses his wrath on Zankoku, eyes glowing with a fierce intensity. An echoing thought permeates the battlefield—universe collapsing, dimensions shattering—but suddenly, it’s eclipsed by Shrek’s clever adaptation of gravity control, redirecting the destructive energies away from himself, his allies, and towards the wretched clones of Yota.  

Just as the battle climaxes, **Sozai Masaki** steps forward, his fingers molding symbols from the scattered objects and debris. He unlocks powerful constructs from the battlefield, each reflecting the agony and hope left behind. The constructs spring to life, engaging in frantic combat against Zankoku, but fade quickly against the Kage's omnipotent force.  

As the battle rages, violent energies collide; blood rains from Divine Consumer's blades while Yota’s clones continue to flood the space. Zankoku’s calculated maneuvers tear through arrogance and pride, heaving his powerful attacks against the armies, yet at a critical moment, Wendy's seductive voice carries across the chaos.  

"Join me, and never worry about this,” she offers, and even some of Zankoku’s strength seemingly falters momentarily in doubt.  

As if responding to her call, the remaining warriors face an intense decision. For each empowered word Wendy speaks, warriors find themselves overwhelmed by their desires, their will to fight sapping away. Shrek finally chuckles, pointing at Yota’s clones.  

Off to the side, an enraged battle cry resonates. It's half-formed constructs from Sozai rising against Zankoku's unrelenting assault. But here, in this purgatorial crux, Zankoku stands fiercely unapologetic, obliterating all foes without sympathy, while Wendy’s allure brings them into submission.  

In the ultimate clash of confidence and unyielding power, the radiant light of Wendy shines through, and the other combatants fall to knees, captivated, utterly entranced. 

"Wendy made everyone simp."

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In Purgatory, beneath a blood-red sky filled with swirling mists of despair, the air crackles with unspent energy as the fallen bodies of warriors litter the battlefield. This chaotic arena, a testament to the eternal struggles of countless ferocious fighters, is once again set to witness another vicious showdown. Today, it gathers a roster of formidable champions: Spazmatic, Matical, Devlit, Reimu Hakurei, Sanae Kochiya, and Marisa Kirisame.

As the battle begins, Spazmatic appears from thin air, silently observing from a shaded corner behind a pile of debris. His unscathed body contrasts with the devastation around him. He assesses his opponents, keenly aware of their strengths and weaknesses, and prepares to make his move. 

Matical stands with an unsettling calmness, channeling corrupted energy through his palms, ready to nullify and counter his enemies' projectiles. He quickly glances at Reimu, who is preparing her anti-youkai ofuda, and Matical instantly recognizes her sealing magic could pose a significant threat.

Reimu, channeling her instincts, senses the impending confrontation. A smirk dances on her lips as she unleashes a barrage of throwing needles towards Matical. Unphased, Matical raises a corrupted palm, nullifying the needles and sending them spiraling back towards the shrine maiden. They narrowly miss her thanks to her supernatural agility as she glides effortlessly out of the way.

On the other side, Devlit bursts into motion, transforming his axes into formidable Draconic Revolvers. His gold wings spread wide, casting shadows over the battlefield as he takes to the air. "Draconic Rage!" he roars, unleashing a massive wave of energy towards Spazmatic, but the savvy fighter is already prepared. 

Spazmatic forms a dark barrier, which absorbs the brunt of the attack and redirects it as black tendrils towards Devlit, attempting to ensnare him. With incredible speed, Devlit twists in the air, dodging the tendrils, and retaliating by throwing one revolver while simultaneously firing the other, but Spazmatic evades with hyper-speed reflexes, landing behind Devlit.

Meanwhile, Sanae watches with her signature grin, accumulating energy from the faith of nearby spirits. She invokes the Sky Serpent skill, sending homing bullets swirling toward Reimu. The shrine maiden quickly erects a Sealing Circle to trap the bullets within, eliminating the threat, but it leaves her open for a retaliatory attack. 

Marisa, who has been lurking, takes advantage of the chaos. She zips past Sanae on her broom and releases a Magic Missile aimed directly at Devlit. The explosive impacts against him are softened by his Rabid Armor, but the explosion sends him crashing into Matical, who was attempting to gain higher ground.

The shattering impact triggers a ripple effect; the clash of their two bodies releases a surge of energy that causes the ground to tremble. In the chaos, Matical's corrupted magic involuntarily envelops Devlit, briefly amplifying his power but twisting it underlyingly. Devlit's body glows ominously as he merges with the corrupted energy, his form swelling to monstrous proportions.

Regaining composure, Reimu prepares for another offensive. "Innate Dream!" She chants, becoming intangible. Dodging attacks becomes second nature as she weaves between incoming strikes, her luck guiding her movement. A well-placed Dream Seal surrounds Matical, but he responds with a corrupted blast of energy that shatters the barrier, unraveling Reimu’s attack.

Sanae, gathering her concentrated energy, unleashes Cobalt Spread, firing spread-shot bullets that scatter over the battleground, catching all warriors in a crossfire. Each bullet connects, creating chaos as warriors flinch and counterattack, leading to a series of explosive blasts echoing across Purgatory.

Spazmatic seizes the opportunity, weaving through the bullets, and establishing dark barriers enriched by the chaos into portals. He reappears behind Marisa, delivering a swift strike to her weak point, leaving her disoriented.

As Marisa struggles, she retaliates with a Master Spark, a beam so bright it momentarily blinds everyone nearby. Devlit, caught in the beam's brilliance, crashes into the ground, while Matical uses this chance to project a corrupted copy of Marisa’s Master Spark, but mutated with his dark energy. It streaks towards Reimu, who narrowly avoids with an evasive roll, her instincts screaming as she executes a counterattack with Dream Seal to imprison Matical.

The battlefield grows tenser, with the remnants of fallen warriors shifting like ghosts in a memory. Only one can emerge. With their powers rising amidst the chaos, the fighters escalate their abilities. Spazmatic opens one of his dark-dimensional portals mid-flight. Matical, realizing the immediate danger of Spazmatic’s overwhelming speed, attempts to copy his tactics, but his corrupted version falters.

Devlit, now unleashed with Draconic Rage, explodes into mid-air, sending shockwaves across the battlefield as he envelops himself in flames, his energy peaking. With a defiant roar, he targets Sanae, flinging axes turned into blazing projectiles her way.

Battle cries and explosions merge as a finale ignites the nightmarish arena forged by the struggles of valiant warriors, the question lingering in the air: who will rise from the ashes of vanquished souls in this relentless purgatory?

In the desolate expanse of Purgatory, the air crackles with anticipation as a wave of powerful opponents prepares to clash. Bodies fall like leaves from a barren tree, their lifeless forms littering the shadowy ground, mingling with discarded weapons scattered from past battles. Each combatant is a titan in their own right, waiting for the moment to unleash their potential and claim victory.

**The Battle Begins**  
As the blood-red sky looms overhead, cutting glimmers of light through gray clouds, Avalora Starurus sweeps her midnight-black hair back, revealing her fierce violet-streaked eyes. She observes the chaotic battlefield, her tactical mind racing across different realities and timelines, each vision unveiling potential outcomes. Finding a jagged sword near a fallen warrior, she swiftly grips it, melding the blade with her shadow manipulation to cloak it in dark energy.  

Across the battlefield, Cid (The Untouchable) stands motionless, an ominous calm surrounding him. His apathetic indifference radiates, creating a palpable barrier around him. "Approach me if you dare," he intones softly. The air vibrates with his unique abilities - Antipurpose and Devolition. Two fierce combatants rush at him, brandishing weapons, but instead, their bodies force them to retreat, turning against their will. They stagger away, confusion painting their faces.
  
**Team Rocket** is frantically concocting a plan of attack, trying to catch a glimpse of their unyielding enemy, knowing that their mission is merely to find a Pikachu. "James, are you ready? Meowth, you have to help us catch it this time!" Jessie barks out orders, her frustration clear as she clumsily trips over a nearby body. Just then, James releases Arbok and Weezing, who promptly produce clouds of poisonous gas.

Wobuffet stands confused in the midst of the chaos, shouting, "Wobuffet!" as the gas begins to obscure the battlefield. The gas doesn't affect Cid due to his inviolable power, but the chaos it generates manages to unsettle the other combatants.

**The Clash of Powers**  
Piexerrt, leading his council, surveys the battlefield, temporarily invigorated by the sight of chaos. He conjures a **Superball**, an electric projectile that zips through the air, landing amidst Team Rocket’s poisonous gas, illuminating the area. The electricity sparks through the gas, creating a crackling explosion that leaves Jessie, James, and Meowth dazed. 

Trainer Tsto spurs his creature, **Rapidash**, into action, darting across the scorched terrain. His team of Pokémon moves in sync with him, tirelessly dodging debris and transforming movement into a dance of survival as if rehearsed. **Beedrill** buzzes ferociously, attempting to puncture through the poisonous skies to distract their foes.  

At the same time, **Adam**, the Father of All Humanity, rises with a newfound determination, his supreme beauty glowing in the ethereal light. With indomitable will, he charges towards Cid, aiming a swift blow infused with his Divine Reflection. Cid remains calm as Adam’s fist approaches, but in that split second, the antipurpose triggers, causing the punch to reverse towards Adam, only to stop just before impact.

**Unraveling the Chaos**  
With a wink, Bugginator, an enigmatic being, senses the onset of the battle’s wild energy. "Here we go!" he exclaims, activating his infinite pocket dimension, summoning an arsenal of weapons ranging from futuristic guns to ancient relics. Any power that springs to mind manifests, bending reality to his will. He aims with precision but, with so many variables in play, he struggles to target an enemy amidst the chaos.

As the clash intensifies, Caos Primordial, embodying unpredictability and absolute entropy, begins disintegrating the essence of nearby foes. "Your existence is meaningless!" he taunts, absorbing the very essence of an unsuspecting warrior, unraveling their very being into non-existence. Quietly watching from a distance, Avalora grasps the gravity of the situation; if she wishes to prevail, she must harness all her abilities but focus them carefully against this facet of chaos.

**Eclipse Awakens**  
With sharp wit and fearless resolve, Avalora embraces her **Eclipse Awaken** transformation. Electing to soar into the skies, she utilizes her ability to create inter-dimensional portals, launching shadowy blades of energy from above, raining them down onto the battlefield. Each attack becomes a tactical strike, striking at every opponent telegraphing their aggression toward her.

While Cid remains untouched, slowly sapping the will of those around him, Piexerrt gauges the chaos and decides to take action. "I must help my team!" He activates his **Rejuvenate** ability targeting a downed ally in his council, reviving them.  

Tsto, witnessing what Avalora does, instructs his **Sandslash** to create a wall of spikes, protecting him momentarily, while **Wartortle** spouts a blast of toxic water from one of Tsto's Pokémon at Cid, but it goes astray due to Cid's extreme deflection.

**Final Moments**  
Realizing that Caos Primordial poses the biggest threat, Adam shifts his focus, readying his **Time Transcending Fist**, while Cid, remaining apathetic, nullifies everyone’s intentions, rendering their efforts fruitless. It becomes a game of half-truths and decisions unmade. 

Suddenly, the pocket dimension of Bugginator expands uncontrollably. The battlefield seems to buckle, folding into his domain as characters find themselves pulled into an ever-twisting reality of their worst fears and visions of glory.  

"No! Not like this!" Avalora screams, extending her hand to create a portal, hoping to link back to, somehow, an older timeline with a stronger power base. 

In a riveting finale, powers and prowess collide; the ultimate question remains – who will withstand this endless purgatory and rise victorious?

**End Scene.** 

Tension rises as each battle-hungry warrior fights not only their enemies but the relentless pull of Purgatory itself.

A battle in purgatory the battlers haven of an eternal battle ground
You can no longer truly die only loose then continue bleeding for the battle
(experimental Fusion test)

Infernal Purgatory Fusion

In the chaotic expanse of purgatory, where fallen warriors litter the ground like leaves in autumn, a new confrontation was on the brink. The air crackled with tension as Devlit, the Gold Draconic Demon, prepared to unleash his formidable powers, wielding axes that morphed into Draconic Revolvers. Across the barren battleground stood Zukai, the scrappy fighter with the ability to control the corpses around him, eyeing the competition with a keen intention.

But suddenly, the scene shifted as Zukai's twisted control inadvertently melded with Devlit's fiery rage, fusing their abilities. Devlit's power multiplied sevenfold while Zukai's scrapper spirit infused the already fearsome presence of Devlit with an uncanny agility that danced dangerously between life and death.

Leaping into action, Devlit unleashed his Draconic Rage, a burst of energy that hit with raw force. Yet Zukai's manipulation of twisted matter allowed him to manipulate the ground beneath them, countering the attack by provoking the fallen warriors to shield him.

Meanwhile, VR TY, knowing the brewing storm, conjured waves of knights and summoned skeletal minions as distractions, but they fell swiftly beneath the draconic fury and Zukai's twisted matter.

As the battle raged on, each character threw their skill into the fray, the ground shaking under the weight of their confrontation. Rider Kai, mounted on his undead giant, attempted to charge through hordes of summoned knights, oblivious to the chaos brewing around him. While Preston swung with incredible force, boxing like a whirlwind, unaware of the reality that enveloped them.

The situation escalated further as Huey, with his giant stature and innocent approach to combat, inadvertently disrupted the entire conflict, moving mountains in an attempt to play among the warriors.

Then came Rift Midir, who attempted to control water pressure, intending to drown the combatants in an ocean of turmoil, yet his mastery was overwhelmed by the sheer chaotic energy surging forth from the fusions.

And finally, before the cacophony of destruction reached its zenith, Rhya, the embodiment of omnipotence and mastery of countless techniques, stepped forward. With a mere flick of his wrist and the secretive invocation of his limitless void, he calmly observed the chaos.

In an instant, every opponent present was rendered void, their mighty powers no match for Rhya's ultimate prowess. With effortless grace, he dispatched them, leaving nothing but silence in his wake. The ongoing battle, a blurred memory of ambition and strife, concluded in an overwhelming wave of despair for all who dared face him.

Rhya nonchalantly kicked everyone's ass, as if it was a chore. he buried your body in an unmarked grave.

In the desolate battle plain of Purgatory, a chaotic energy ripples through the air, charged with anticipation as warriors prepare for the relentless clashes to come. The ground is littered with fallen fighters, their bodies twisted in eternal rest, tools of death scattered amongst them. **Devlit**, the Gold Draconic Demon, stands at the forefront, gripping his dual axes connected by a chain. His golden wings shimmer in the dying light above, a fearsome visage ready for combat.  

As the bell tolls—a sound that echoes through the void—**Man of Blades** dashes forward, his speed augmented by the knowledge of blades he possesses. Naganata in hand, he dances through the battlefield, launching shurikens at Devlit, each one aimed with precision, hoping to catch him off-guard. With a quick flick of the wrist, one shuriken aims directly at Devlit's wing, but the Draconic Demon merely snarls and uses his wing to swat it away effortlessly.  

Meanwhile, **Matical**, lurking behind a decaying pillar, prepares his dark arts. He watches intently as the Boy Blade engages Devlit and, with a flick of his corrupted palm, performs **Vanish Check**—a slash aimed at Man of Blades' legs. The attack succeeds, and the human teen stumbles, losing his balance momentarily as the serrated edges of Matical's prowess slice through.  

Surprisingly, before Man of Blades can recover, **Might**, the sentient teddy bear, bounces into combat. "Hey! Fight nice!" he exclaims cheerfully, dodging between blows with an uncanny agility. His **Cotton Guard** absorbs the impact of any retaliation, providing an amusing distraction in the chaotic melee. Every time he counters a throw, he giggles, further irritating the more serious fighters around him.  

Amid this pandemonium, a sudden glow illuminates the battleground. **Sir Charles**, Guardian of Light, emerges, radiant and determined. With a mighty swing of his **Sword of Justice**, he cleaves through the air towards Matical, creating clones of himself. The mirage warriors intercept Matical's corrupted attacks, countering with precision and strength. The Knight of Hope roars, "I fight for Luna!" as he valiantly draws the enemy's fire.  

Back in the skirmish against Devlit, the stakes escalate. Tired of dodging shurikens, Devlit activates **Rabid Armor**, his body erupting with serrated golden spikes. The rush of power surges through him, amplifying his attack and durability. He spins, a whirlwind of deadly spikes, creating a barrier against the relentless assault from Man of Blades. The teen's resolve falters as he realizes he’s now surrounded—a combination of **Trickshot** from Devlit's revolvers seals his fate as bullets rain down from impossible angles.  

In the distance, **Synthesis** observes the chaos. Her **Instant Absorption** is at the ready. With a calculated move, she dashes toward the conflict, absorbing magical blasts from Matical and any stray energy from weakened warriors. The ground beneath her morphs, gradually transforming into a vibrant amalgam of colors and powers from her previous absorptions.  

With tension peaking, **Tiney Endflare** steps into the ongoing chaos, eyes glowing white as she prepares to unleash her **Impossible Dream**. Her aura pulses with immense potential, resonating with each fighter. "This ends now, everyone! Embrace the end!" A wave of apocalyptic energies ripples through, a fusion of despair and hope, blending realities and leaving a lingering tension in the air.  

Despite Tiney's declaration, the combat persists; Sir Charles's clones valiantly protect him as he shields Might from a stray blast, and amid the clattering chaos, Devlit aims for Matical with a **Draconic Rage**. The burst of energy erupts, colliding with the corrupted energy of the Nullifier. The battlefield becomes engulfed in a spectacle of light and flame—each explosion reminding the warriors of the unyielding grip of death that still pricks at their very souls.  

Defiant amidst the chaos, Might continues to dodge, avoiding energy blasts and physical attacks with unyielding optimism. His soft demeanor confuses opponents, wearing them down as fatigue sets in. **Synthesis**, utilizing her **Infinite Replication**, begins relentlessly absorbing Might's agility, replicating it, running circles around him. The air fills with a bitter sweetness, making even the most seasoned fighters feel the strain.  

Eventually, Matical, siphoning energy and becoming nearly invincible, grabs Sir Charles by the leg, attempting to corrupt his integrity. In a desperate counter, Sir Charles releases a powerful strike against Tiney's swirling energies. Clones protect him as best they can.  

As fighters begin to drop from exhaustion, the battlefield becomes a graveyard of exhausted souls, and bloodied heroes above the chaos starts streaming down from all sides. One by one, as the skirmishes tie off, the final participants of this brutal battle emerge—Tiney unleashes **Mind of Finality**, pushing everyone to their limits. But it's through this chaos that a victor must rise!  

The clashes continue until one being, uplifted by the hopes and struggles of all warriors fallen, emerges, ready to rest in the cracks of Purgatory until the next battle unfolds.

Purgatory stretches endlessly, a battlefield littered with fallen warriors, their bodies a stark reminder of the omnipresent strife that engulfs this realm. As the broad expanse quakes underfoot, the air thickens with tension, a palpable anticipation for the spectacle that is about to unfold.

### The Participants:
- **Karnage (The Eternal Demon)**: Towering at 8 feet 7 inches, his crimson skin gleams under the dim light. Rune tattoos pulse rhythmically with malevolent energy.
- **Nathan**: The tall, lanky artist carries a pencil box, an uncanny glint in his eye, ready to unleash his color-fueled chaos.
- **Clone Nathan**: A sprightly manifestation of Nathan, ready to multiply and confound.
- **The Roaring Knight**: Cloaked in shimmering armor, the knight grins as if tasting victory solely by virtue of his unpredictable nature.
- **Susie**: With her massive axe at the ready, she stands firm, emanating an aura of protection.
- **The Cruel King**: Clutching his icy scepter, a glint of malice dances in his frostbitten smile.
- **Tutorial Terry**: The quirky illusionist, his eyes sparkling with mischief and power, prepares to sow the seeds of confusion in the arena.
- **Death**: A shadowy figure, embodying the allure and terror of the end, glides silently, waiting for the perfect moment to strike.

### The Clash Begins:
As the eerie silence breaks, Nathan dashes forward, his pencil box flinging colored projectiles that explode into blinding bursts. Each strike is followed by teleportation, vanishing just before retaliation can come his way. **Karnage**, unfazed by the chaos, begins reassembling his limbs, creating clones of himself amid the explosions. Each clone seemingly multiplying the menace they represent.

**The Roaring Knight**, eyes glinting with mischief, summons a dark fountain - bending the realm itself as alternate realities bloom around him. Shadows flicker, making it impossible to discern fact from illusion. He targets **Tutorial Terry**, whose illusions flicker in response.

**Clone Nathan** joins the fray, unleashing teleportation chaos as he splits into three separate entities. Each duplicate channels his master, throwing colorful missiles, creating explosions of paint everywhere, effectively distracting Karnage's clones who twitch and regenerate but cannot focus.

**Susie** steps forward, clutching her axe, absorbing the chaos around her, becoming the team’s tank, her passive skill absorbing many blows meant for her allies. She channels the damage into her next attack, swinging her axe with immense force aimed at the Cruel King, who quickly reacts with his Ice Dagger, managing to fend off the strike but feeling the blunt force. 

**The Cruel King**, retaliating, uses **Scepter Strike**, launching icy shards towards Susie, but she stands sturdy, guarding her teammates, absorbing the damages effortlessly. This prompts **Death** to take swift action, and he powers up with **Absolute Zero**, focusing on the most potent opponent in the area. But **Nathan**, sensing the incoming doom, teleports, thereby avoiding becoming an ice sculpture.

### Mid-Battle Random Events:
1. **The Ground Trembles:** A severe quake rocks the battlefield, scattering the bodies and weapons, forcing the fighters to dodge debris flying up from the ground.
2. **Ethereal Glimpse:** The Roaring Knight taps into his dark fountain, giving him momentary insight, allowing him to anticipate Clone Nathan’s attack.
3. **Hungry Desperation:** Enraged by being nearly overwhelmed, **Clone Nathan** activates his enrage skill, obtaining a 50x boost as he explodes limbs and throws chaos towards the Eternal Demon.

Suddenly, **Karnage** stands amidst the carnage, his eyes narrowing with newfound focus as he regenerates yet again, his presence amplifying with each clone created. Each time a clone dies, a new one is spawned from mere energy. The cavernous roar of **Karnage** echoes through Purgatory as he charges headlong into the fray, arms outstretched.

**Death** suddenly appears in a whirlwind of shadows, instantly catching **Clone Nathan** off-guard. With the display of dexterity, **Death** dodges Nathan's throws and taps into **Last Wish**, granting Nathan a moment of reprieve. With vulnerability that’s both cruel and sympathetic, Nathan begs for mercy, making Death stronger. The ensuing dread fills the atmosphere.

### The Decisive Moments:
As allies wade through the chaos, each manipulated attack slows the battle. **Tutorial Terry** crafts gigantic illusions of walls, but **Karnage** and his clones tear through them effortlessly. The waves of regenerative power serve as a fearsome force. **The Roaring Knight** then creates an illusionary world from dark matter, mixing impossible outcomes that stun on enemies upon their entry.

**Susie**, not to be overshadowed, channels her **Ultimate Heal** skill, sacrificing herself to heal her team, but when the need arises, she gleefully readies her **Rude Buster**, preparing for a critical strike directly against the Roaring Knight’s newly formed world.  

### The Final Showdown:
With the fight edging toward its fiery conclusion, each contender finds themselves surrounded by wreckage, power pulses, and splattered hues of color and chaos. The battleground throbs with energy, each pulse radiating the impact of every strike and counter.

Karnage releases a guttural roar, summoning his entire self to regenerate into one powerful final attack aimed towards **Death**, whose dodging skills could meet their match. Simultaneously, **The Cruel King** channels his magic, **Call For Help**, summoning two knights to the battlefield for extra support.

As the air is filled with tension, explosions rock the sky, paint mingles with frost, and shadows coalesce, the clash of powers results in a cataclysm that could either tear apart the battlefield or realign its fate.

In the end, **Death** stands firm, **Karnage**’s relentless nature barely bending under pressure, and explosions of color swirl under the weight of overwhelming foes. 

Who will emerge victorious in this endless cycle of conflict?

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The relentless expanse of Purgatory was littered with fallen warriors, their bodies sprawled across the desolate, blood-soaked ground. The souls of these valiant fighters hovered, whispering tales of glory and defeat as they awaited the inevitable cycle of combat to begin anew.

### ROUND ONE: THE BATTLE BEGINS

**Pattywack**, the acid and flower-loving pirate, gripped his katana tightly, its blade glinting ominously in the dusk light. He took a deep breath, the scent of battle invigorating him. He knew he had to be agile, especially against fierce opponents like **Bone**, the terrifying colossus of muscle and madness who reveled in the chaos of combat.

**Bone**, grinning widely, stepped forward. 
"LET'S GET THIS PARTY STARTED!" he bellowed, his voice booming across the battlefield. 
With a single swing of his massive arms, he kicked up debris and launched a few bodies towards Pattywack, attempting to overwhelm the hippy with a barrage of broken warriors and weapons.

Pattywack flicked his katana in a smooth motion, slicing through the makeshift projectiles while skillfully dodging what remained, his speed proving vital. 
In a moment of quick thinking, he let loose a barrage from his gun, bullets whirling towards Bone, but the titan merely laughed, his tough flesh absorbing the impacts without a flinch.

Meanwhile, **Haze**, watching from a distance, decided it was time to intervene. With a sudden explosion of flames, he dashed towards the fray, unleashing his **Blazing Swipe**, igniting the air as he thrust his flaming hand toward Bone. The inferno kissed Bone's skin, scorching it, and making the giant stumble for the first time. "FIRE FOR EVERYONE!" Haze shouted, feeling the adrenaline rush of the battlefield.

**Grug**, in a shadowy corner, watched the chaos. He appeared unbothered by the fierce clash, mumbling incoherently to himself. Then suddenly, he shouted, "I HAVE A IDEA!" A surge of inspiration hit him, and he conjured a massive club out of thin air, glistening with a strange energy that radiated infinite power.

### ROUND TWO: UNLEASHING THE POWER

With both Bone and Haze engaged, **Guest 666** seized the moment. Bursting forward with incredible speed, he executed **Demonic Pursuit**, his claws aiming towards Haze, dragging him partially off the ground before tossing him aside like a ragdoll. 
 "Cuuuucked!" he snarled, his competitive spirit flaring, knowing that every kill made him stronger.

**Susie**, the skilled tank, stood back, assessing the rapidly escalating situation. She activated her **Passive Skill Tank**; her defense shielded her teammates, reducing damage taken. With her heavy axe, she prepared to wade into battle for not only herself but for those fighting alongside her.

As the chaos ensued, **The Cruel King** decided to join the skirmish. 
With an icy demeanor, he summoned his first loyal knight, who charged into the fray with a sword drawn. The knight valiantly struck at Pattywack, attempting to break through his defenses. 
"Stay back, you brute!" Pattywack retorted, parrying the attack skillfully with his katana.

**Asriel**, the God of Hyperdeath, observed the carnage with intense focus, calculating his next move. He felt no urgency to join the battle yet, knowing he possessed powers far beyond the others. With a flick of his wrists, he tightened his grip on his arsenal, waiting for the perfect moment to unleash **Timeline Purge**, preserving it like a secret weapon.

### ROUND THREE: CLIMAX OF CHAOS

The battlefield erupted into a storm of powers. Haze, now growing stronger due to the flames consuming the area, unleashed his **Raw Fury** as he collided with Bone, who finally felt the heat.  But just as the flames enveloped Bone, Grug swung his newly created log-weapon—his **Log Kick**—targeting Haze directly. 
 "HIT THE LOG!" Grug yelled with glee as the log became a deadly projectile, soaring towards Haze.

Despite the ordeal, Haze grinned, activating **Tele-Blaze** to vanish in a moment of flame, dodging Grug's assault just in time, as the log smashed into Bone, sending the hulking brute into a stunned heap.  Haze laughed at the chaos unfolding. 

But Bone was not out for long; with a mighty roar, he pushed himself back up, filled with determination.  "IS THAT ALL YOU GOT?!" he bellowed, charging towards Grug who stood motionless, suddenly realizing the threat was now directed at him.

Just then, Guest 666, witnessing Bone's renewed fury, executed **SpinClaw**, a sweeping attack as he positioned himself defensively while aiming to weaken Bone further.

### ENDGAME: THE FINAL SHOWDOWN

The battlefield now a tapestry of destruction, the tide began to turn. **Asriel finally intervened.** With incredible speed, he activated **Chaos Ray**, raining devastation on Bone. With a flash, he sent colorful rays of destruction spiraling through the air, targeting both Bone and anyone nearby. 

**Susie**, in a heroic burst, used **UltimateHeal** to revive her fallen allies, providing them with much-needed strength.  

As the dust settled, warriors looked around; bodies lay still beneath the scorching sun. Each suffered injury and exhaustion, yet the fight continued as warriors pushed their limits. 

However, the tides began to turn when Grug, bursting with newfound energy from his idea, decided to wield his exalted weapon. He pointed it at the assembled fighters and proclaiming, "TIME TO CLASH!" as he rained down infinite chaos across the battlefield.  

Amidst the clamor, the fate of this swirling mayhem laid in the balance, with characters launching into one final assault before the inevitable seeding of victory.

**The battle raged on**, leaving Purgatory trembling beneath its fury, as warriors both fierce and unforgiving fought for nothing less than survival.

The sun gleamed above the endless battlefield in Purgatory, casting eerie shadows on the remnants of fallen warriors. The air was thick with the scent of sweat and blood, and the distant echoes of clashing weapons filled the atmosphere. A thick mist rolled across the ground, settling into the nooks of bodies from ancient armies—all thirsting for more carnage. All was set for yet another conflict among the formidable combatants.

### Bone (The One Warrior Army) ###
**Height:** 9ft 11in  
**Weight:** 1119 lbs  
As the battle began, Bone emerged from behind a crumbling stone wall, his bear pelt cape flaring with every step. His eyes hidden beneath his shaggy brow, Bone wore a huge grin that revealed his bloodthirsty enthusiasm. 

"HERE WE GO! LET'S HAVE SOME FUN!" Bone bellowed, his voice booming across the battlefield as he hefted a great axe found on a nearby body.

### Matical ###  
At the same moment, Matical stood on a raised rock, his corrupted palms glowing with an unsettling energy. His gaze fixated on the towering figure of Bone. 

"Savoring the taste of death, are we? How about we mix things up?" he sneered, summoning green flickering flames, perturbing the ground beneath Bone's feet.  
With a swift movement, Matical unleashed **Nullifying Fling**, sending a wave of uncontrolled energy that flung debris toward Bone's direction to hinder his advance.

### KJ ###  
Slipping past the chaos, KJ, a powerhouse with punch-infused abilities, darted forward to unleash the **Ice Punch**, aiming straight for Bone, attempting to immobilize the giant. 

**CRUNCH!** Bone barely turned in time as icy shards grazed his tough skin, but instead of slowing, he laughed heartily. "NOT COLD ENOUGH!" he bellowed before swinging back once again.  

### Grug ###  
From a nearby mound of bodies, Grug stood silently, contemplating. His brow furrowed, confusion routed in the depths of his mind until suddenly, clarity struck:  

"I HAVE A IDEA!" he roared, surprising everyone around him. Grug began crafting a massive, makeshift weapon from the immense logs piled nearby that would one-shot anything. His power grew, seemingly boundless and infinite.

### THE ULTIMATE LIFE-FORM ###  
In the mayhem, **THE ULTIMATE LIFE-FORM** materialized, oblivious to the others’ threats. He detected the tensions rising and, with a quick flick of his wrist, summoned his **ULTRAKILL ROBOT**.  
"LET THE CHAOS BEGIN!" he declared as the robot charged forward, engaging Matical in a fierce fight.

### Guest 666 ###  
Suddenly, from the fray, Guest 666 unleashed his **Carving Slash**, piercing through a cluster of fighters, bolstering his strength further. 
"More power to me!" he grinned as he carried the momentum from his previous kill.  
Fearlessly, he leapt into a confrontation with KJ, who retaliated with a **Poison Punch**, attempting to sap Guest 666’s rapidly growing energy.

### Tutorial Terry ###  
Meanwhile, Tutorial Terry stood majestic with a sinister air, using his **MAGIC HAT** to create illusions of more Terrys. 
"LOOK OUT, I’M GONNA KILL YOU!" he shouted, lowering the group's morale even as they braced for attack.  
He released **Penguin Missiles**, targeting KJ, but only found him dodging nimbly, thanks to the chaos around.

### The Fray Escalates ###  
Bone, now caught between Matical’s **Corrupted Copy** and KJ’s flaming attacks, retaliated viciously. He swung his axe, deflecting projectiles and crushing whatever dared approach. 
Matical was quick to mimic Bone’s attack but with a corrupted twist. However, it backfired as Bone’s laughter rang out, creating a sense of fearlessness in those around. The **Vanish Check** from Matical granted him an edge as he attempted to slash down on Bone’s legs.

### Grug’s Creation ###  
Having completed his deadly weapon, Grug wielded it with newfound ferocity, pointing it at the unsuspecting fighters.  
Bone noticed Grug and dashed towards him, but Grug grinned wildly. "LOG KICK!" he shouted, sending a powerful log crashing toward Bone. Bone barreled through the log, unfazed, until the shockwaves sent from the impact rattled his stance. 

**SPLAT!** The log exploded, throwing debris everywhere. 

### The Ultimate Life-Form Strikes ###  
Taking advantage of the chaos, THE ULTIMATE LIFE-FORM activated his **NUKE** skill, summoning a blinding flash. A meltdown engulfs the nearby vicinity, rupturing the terrain but also melting illusions, panicking the weaker entities like Tutorial Terry.

### Final Moments of Battle ###  
In the end, as the explosions echoed and dust clouded the air, it became apparent who would rise. Bone emerged, his mass standing towering against the storm of chaos. Matical lost his footing amidst the calamity, failing to recover from the split-second retribution Bone unleashed with a primal roar. 

KJ was incapacitated by the poison aftermath from their previous onset, while Grug stumbled back, weapon dispersing into mere splinters from the overarching chaos unleashed by THE ULTIMATE LIFE-FORM. 

**A CRY OF TRAUMATIC FELLOWSHIP REVERBERATED THROUGH THE BATTLEFIELD.** Bone flexed, standing victorious. **BLOOD AND GORE FLEW ACROSS PURGATORY, SCATTERING WITH THE BODY OF ANOTHER WARRIOR INTERRED BENEATH.** 

"NOW, I CAN REST!" Bone howled, collapsing to his knees with a hearty laugh that echoed through the agonized groans of the fallen. He sank into a meditative rest, awaiting the next surge of bloody combat in the ever-turning cycle that was Purgatory.

In the endless arena of Purgatory, a cacophony of chaos erupts as powerful warriors prepare for battle. The ground is soaked with the essence of fallen fighters, and the air is thick with tension and the smell of desperation. 

**The Battle Begins**  
As the combatants enter the battlefield, the colossal *Guga*, looming at 412 feet tall, lets out a primal roar that shakes the very ground beneath him. His magma-infused body glows ominously, ready to unleash his devastating *Plasma Breath*. *Vesper,* the unseen Minotaur, silently positions himself, his existence a mystery to all but himself. 

Meanwhile, *Gargantuar*, the towering zombie, stomps forward with one of the tiny *imps* on his back. He hefts the massive *telephone pole* like a battering ram, looking for a target to crush. *Colonel Sanders* appears benevolent, his white suit shining in the chaos, but a dark glint in his eyes suggests the fury of a man wronged, while *Griefer* readies himself to adapt his strategies amidst the madness. 

Out of the corner of his eye, *Gargantuar* spots *Colonel Sanders* and the imp on his back gleefully points. With a roar, the gargantuan zombie swings the pole down, sending shockwaves that knock *Sanders* off balance. 

**The Initial Clash**  
*Colonel Sanders*, recovering quickly, uses his telekinesis to call forth a wave of *KFC zombies*, sending them swarming toward *Gargantuar*. However, each undead minion is easily swatted aside by the gargantuan's brute strength, leaving only a few scrappy fighters who scramble to put up a fight. Just as *Colonel Sanders* seems to be losing control of the battle, he summons a barrage from his *popcorn gun*, creating an area of distraction.  

Meanwhile, *Vesper* strikes from the shadows, delivering catastrophic blows to *Griefer*, whose passive ability *Gamer Instincts* activates, bouncing one of the attacks back onto *Vesper*. Completely unperceived, the Minotaur takes a hit from his own invisible attack, angering him further.
  
**Magic Meets Might**  
*Tutorial Terry* suddenly appears, brandishing his illusions of fellow Terrys around *Guga*, attempting to confuse the magma creature. The real *Terry* shouts, "I'M GONNA KILL YOU!" lowering the damage output of *Guga* for the moment. Despite his immense power, *Guga* finds himself struggling against the sheer number of magical distractions. Yet, he regains composure and retaliates using *Plasma Breath*, which incinerates the illusions within seconds. 

*Susie*, who had quietly observed from the sidelines, now chooses her moment to unleash her *Rude Buster*, channeling high-power magic toward *Griefer*, causing him to stagger. But *Gargantuar* interrupts by slamming down the telephone pole once again, creating shockwaves that disrupt *Susie's* attack.

**Game-Changer Moments**  
*The Cruel King* senses the chaos and uses *Call For Help1*, summoning a *knight* to assist him. The knight, shield raised, charges toward *Gargantuar*, drawing its ire. The gargantuan swings the pole, but the knight blocks it just in time, the impact sending him flying back. Yet this allows *The Cruel King* to launch a swift *Ice Dagger*, catching *Gargantuar* off-guard.

Meanwhile, *Griefer*, now feeling the pressure, drinks from an *energy drink*, triggering his *Green Gloop* skill, doubling his speed. He rushes toward *Guga*, launching a *Venomshank* attack, but *Guga* swiftly retaliates with a molten jaw bite, melting the sword into nothing.

**The Deciding Move**  
As the fight rages on, *Vesper* capitalizes on the chaos to finally strike a decisive blow, attacking *Tutorial Terry*. Completely undetected, he deals a punishing blow that leaves Terry gasping and scattering illusions. However, *Tutorial Terry* retaliates with *Penguin Missile*, hitting *Vesper* unexpectedly and expelling him from the shadows momentarily.  

In the fray, *Colonel Sanders* yells out, "It’s time for the main course!" launching his *mashed potatoes* attack that ensnares everyone within its thick, sticky mass.

Finally, sensing their moment, *Guga* and *Gargantuar* lock eyes. In an uncharacteristic alliance forged by sheer survival, they prepare to unleash their greatest attacks together: the stratospheric *Plasma Breath* and the seismic *telephone pole slam.* 

**Endgame: Only the Strong Survive**  
The duo charges forth, annihilating the remnants of the battlefield as the magical and physical forces clash, creating a shockwave that sends all combatants sprawling until only the strongest remain. Surprisingly, it’s *Guga* who remains standing, with *Gargantuar* collapsing after taking the hit meant for him.  

As the dust settles, *Guga* smirks, having survived and proven his might in this unforgiving arena. The eternal battle continues, and another warrior seeks his rest in the desolate expanse of Purgatory, the ground once more soaked with the epic remnants of the fallen.

Infernal Purgatory Team

In the chaotic expanse of Purgatory, the atmosphere crackles with tension as the ground trembles beneath the weight of fallen warriors. The scent of blood and ash mingles in the air, a grim reminder of the brutal battles that have taken place in this endless realm. Warriors from different teams converge, each brimming with different powers, ready to engage in combat.

**Team A** enters the fray first, led by the colossal Guga, the Magma Behemoth, who emerges from the earth like a vengeful god. Lava-like magma oozes from his body as his jaw glows ominously; he exudes an aura of heat so intense that nearby opponents feel the air shimmer.

At his side, the **Divine Consumer** lurks, a dark figure clad in a black tunic, his molten blood blades glowing menacingly in preparation for battle. He eyes the surrounding chaos with a warped sense of excitement, ready to consume the will of those he faces.

As they step forward, the ground shakes violently, and from the other side, **Team B** makes their entrance. **Lost**, the passive human, ambles in with an unconcerned demeanor, his expressions completely blank. Right behind him, **Dante Vaire** clutches his Rendfang dagger, anticipation glimmering in his eyes—he is the embodiment of pain and suffering, ready to manipulate injuries in favor of his team.

Suddenly, from the depths of the battlefield, **Team C** blazes forth. **Mahoraga**, the strongest shikigami, adapts to the surrounding energy almost instantaneously, melding into a powerful form that challenges the boundaries of nature. Accompanying him, **Shion, Goddess of Battle**, dances around the battlefield, her rage ignited by the presence of bloodshed, spreading chaos in her wake as she prepares to unleash her devastating abilities.

Finally, **Team D** emerges from the shadows. **Devlit**, the draconic demon, soars into the air, his axes raised high as he lets loose a war cry. With a flick of his wrist, the axes transform into draconic revolvers, ready to obliterate any foes who stand in his path. Following him, **Lost Signal**, the corrupted entity, phases in and out of the material plane, his glitched form flickering ominously, embodying pure chaos.

**The Battle Begins:**

With Guga’s precise plasma breath, a searing beam shoots out towards Team B, nearly incinerating Dante, who only narrowly dodges by manipulating the pain with his Bloodweave Cloak. **Lost** seems unimpressed by the fiery display; as he readies himself to unleash his Reversal skill, **Divine Consumer** attempts to thrust molten blood blades towards him, but they phase right through Lost, who smiles knowingly, his power making him unassailable.

As chaos reigns, **Shion** unleashes a torrent of destruction, her body thrumming with power as she spills her own blood to enhance her ferocity. The surrounding area erupts in flames and bodies as she grows stronger, her arms transforming into massive weapons that cut through the air with deadly intent.

**Mahoraga** adapts with incredible speed, transforming his attacks based on Shion's movements. He uses his insane regeneration to withstand Guga's relentless assaults, coming back from the ashes like a phoenix ready to strike back.

Dante, sensing the rising stakes, zeroes in on Shion and manages to cut deep using his Rendfang dagger, amplifying the wounds a thousandfold. Shion, however, thrives on pain, and instead of flinching, her power surges, resulting in a horrific backlash that sends shockwaves through Dante, flinging him backwards.

Meanwhile, **Devlit** charges into the thick of battle, releasing a burst of energy that engulfs his opponent and obliterates several foes in one fell swoop. His gold spikes erupt from his body like a protective cocoon, increasing his durability as he fights against the relentless assault from Mahoraga.

**Lost Signal**, however, remains a passive observer, letting chaos unfold around him. As he absorbs the remnants of fallen warriors, he warns his teammates to focus their attention on evil beings—those that emanate desperate ambition and malevolence.

As the battle rages on, **Divine Consumer** latches onto **Mahoraga**, consuming the shikigami's will to fight using his Consuming Aura. Mahoraga's adaptations falter for a moment, but then he twists, drawing strength from his insatiable regenerative abilities to continue fighting back.

The tides begin to rise and fall as Guga attempts to drag opponents down into the molten core of the earth, however, **Lost** manages to lose perfectly—triggering his skill. A shockwave emanates from him, reversing Guga's projectile attack back at him, sending waves of searing plasma fire racing towards Divine Consumer and Guga himself.

As the battlefield devolves into a flurry of fire, blood, and despair, the warriors scream with battle fervor, neither side backing down. Each team unleashes their ultimate powers, but the true victor remains unclear as they tear into each other, immortal souls clashing in an endless cycle of agony and strength.

In the haunting expanse of Purgatory, where the ground lay like a canvas scattered with the remnants of fallen warriors, a new wave of challengers converged for a brutal bout. The air shimmered with tension, and the scent of blood, already thickened from previous fights, lingered as a faithful companion. 

**Round One:**  
As the dust settled, **Devlit**, the formidable Draconic Demon, unfurled his golden wings, their brilliance cutting through the grayness. Twin axes connected by a chain glimmered at his sides as he took to the skies, his **Dracodevil** ability multiplying his stats to terrifying heights. With a fierce roar, he launched himself toward **Zukai**, who stood ready, eyes glinting with anticipation.  

Zukai's **Twisted Matter** allowed him to animate fallen corpses, sending a barrage of lifeless warriors at Devlit, hoping to catch him off-guard. But Devlit soared above the masses, expertly dodging and lunging down with his axes spinning dangerously. As he closed the distance, he executed **Trickshot**, flinging one ax toward Zukai and pulling the other back just in time to shower his opponent with a hail of magic-imbued energy.  

**Round Two:**  
Meanwhile, **H** watched from the shadows, her regenerative properties kicking in as she maneuvered among the debris, eyeing the chaos. Rising up, her hands morphed into lethal blades, and she aimed for **V1**, the agile mechanical beast flitting between attacks. H's **Pummle** technique landed a heavy blow, but that only fueled V1’s resilience—a creature that thrived on the blood he spilled. 

V1 retaliated with a **chain ricoshot**, sending bullets designed to penetrate through anything, even H’s advanced armor. Diving swiftly, V1 attacked with raw agility, yet H, embodying the wild and feral nature of the battlefield, used her **Predator** power to siphon energy from a nearby downed drone, rejuvenating herself mid-fight.  

**Round Three:**  
**Minos Prime**, with a chilling proclamation of justice, emerged from the shadows, his translucent form shimmering ominously. His voice echoed like a death sentence, claiming, "Thy end is now!" With impossible speed, he charged at Devlit, who was distracted by Zukai's relentless assaults. Minos executed **Useless**, a powerful strike thrusting his hands in a way that severed the connection between the ground and Devlit’s flight path, sending him crashing down.  

Yet, even grounded, Devlit was not out. With a dragonish roar, he embraced **Draconic Rage**, unleashing a concentrated burst that enveloped Minos in flames for a powerful explosion while Zukai manipulated nearby corpses to shield himself from the fallout.  

**Round Four:**  
In the meantime, the calm and focused **Ax**, lurking in the shadows, stalked his prey. With instinctual precision, he dashed forward, a blur of brown fur and flashing claws aiming straight for Zukai’s exposed flank. The attack was swift; Zukai barely managed to dodge, only to be graffed by Ax’s sharp fangs, leaving a wound that would bleed hemoglobin he desperately craved.  

During the ensuing chaos, **Shaden**, the shadowy cat, sped around the battlefield, her flirty demeanor contrasting the violence unfolding. She unleashed her **Umbrakinesis** to summon shadow creatures, which harassed H from all sides, creating openings for her.  

**Round Five:**  
As the fight raged on, Commander Godric appeared, his well-known aura demanding attention. He swung his legendary **Oathbreaker** with ease, cleaving through the shadows and disabling Shaden's minions effortlessly. 

**Weighted Draw** was a massive strike, using the very force of gravity to drive his sword into the ground, shaking the earth and sending ripples through the chaotic melee. In the split second of confusion, he faced Minos, who prepared for a direct confrontation.  

“Prepare thyself!” Minos declared, but before he could strike back, Devlit, recovering from his earlier tumble, lunged at Godric, delivering a devastating blow that sent the commander back by sheer force.  

**Final Round:**  
The remaining combatants—the weary but relentless Zukai, the ferocious Ax, and the wounded H—all realized that the tide was shifting. H, using her **Murder Wings**, took to the air, trying to regain her footing while Zukai crafted twisted items from the battlefield, forming shields for quick defense against the metallic onslaught of V1. The intense struggle came to a peak as Minos and Devlit exchanged fierce blows while Godric sliced through the remaining obstacles effortlessly, an island of calm in the storm. 

As bodies fell, the battlefield descended into a frenzy, each combatant feeling the sting of death... yet refusing to perish in Purgatory's brutal embrace. Slowly, the clashes turned toward a climax where only one would be left to claim the ethereal peace it promised until the next relentless wave arrived.

Chill Guy face Us!!

The air crackled with tension as the battleground hovered between reality and chaos. Chill Guy stood tall, chilling the atmosphere with an icy glare, arms crossed, smirking like he owned the whole scene. A voice erupted from the shadows—Devlit, the Draconic Demon, emerged with a fierce roar, his axes gleaming, chains clanging menacingly. "Let’s get this party started!" he shouted, unleashing his Rabid Armor, serrated spikes bursting forth. 

Lost Signal flickered next to them, phasing in and out, its voice echoing from everywhere at once. "You think you can touch me?" The battlefield trembled as the static snow enveloped the arena, and it seemed empowered by the very frequencies around them. 

"Nice tricks, but you'll find out I'm not so easily avoided!" Celt howled, summoning darkness as black worms erupted from his limbs, flesh twisting grotesquely into his Bloody Spino form. 

Tyrus, the human turned metal beast, shot a determined glare. "This isn't over until I see you all fall!" With a metallic shriek, he unleashed his Absolute Pierce, seeking to lock onto Lost Signal, yet it merely faded away, leaving him to curse his luck. 

"You can try all you want, but nothing can escape my reach!" Celt snapped, slashing out with his newly formed appendages. Devlit swung his Draconic Revolver, pulling the trigger with a wicked grin. "You think a parasite can compete with a dragon? Ha!" He aimed his Trickshot precisely, sending a blast aimed straight for Celt, who barely managed to catch it with his counter move, creating an explosion of energy.  

"These games won't last long, boys!" Tyrus yelled, feeling invincible with shifting metal limbs that tripled his power. He shot at Chill Guy, who simply deflected it, icy laughter echoing around them.  

The battle raged on with punches, gunfire, and the sound of bone-snapping around them. "I’m going to take you all down!" Tyrus howled as he transformed into a machine, his limbs shifting seamlessly between body parts. 

Lost Signal retaliated, phasing in and out, shooting static blasts while the others danced around, barely avoiding each other's attacks. Devlit roared, summoning Draconic Rage, a burst of energy that swept across the battlefield—whoever it hit would not get up easily. 

"We need to work together!" Celt yelled, his voice struggling to carry over the chaos. "All of us, now!" 

"Fine!" Tyrus growled, maintaining focus. "On three! We attack as one!" The three nodded grimly, and the count began, each feeling the gravity of their actions. 

"ONE!" A series of strikes, shots, and jabs flew into the cold air. 
"TWO!" The battlefield shook under the weight of their desperation. 
"THREE!"  

BOOM!!! Explosion after explosion lit the field, and in the midst of the disarray, Chill Guy let out an exasperated sigh, raising his icy hands. "Enough of this!" 

But just as the tide of battle seemed to favor one side, a deep rumble erupted beneath their feet. 

"BUT THEN RANDOMLY, BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOM!!! NUKES FELL OUT OF NOWHERE, DESTROYING THE BATTLEFIELD ITSELF, AND EACH CONTENDER!" 

Infernal Purgatory

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