The void between worlds was a place where existence itself bent to the will of those strong enough to shape it. No light, no sound, just an infinite abyss, yet it felt alive—buzzing with energy, crackling with the tension between two powers that defied reason.
Vanessa, "The First Witch," stood at the center of it all, her presence a gravitational force that warped the very fabric of the void. Her black gown, adorned with shimmering stars, drifted like an ethereal wave in the empty space. Gray-black eyes, cold and all-knowing, gleamed under the soft blue light of the orb hovering beside her. She exuded an ancient, chilling calm—a control over not just the elements but reality itself. The power to shape matter, to bend gravity, to warp the very essence of existence, all flowed from her fingertips with the ease of a thought.
Facing her, Bagga, known as "The Boundless Tyrant," was a mountain of unrestrained fury. His red eyes burned with hatred and endless rage, his massive body quaking with power that seemed to grow with each passing second. His abilities fed off his wrath, making him stronger, faster, more indomitable the longer the battle continued. His muscles swelled, his skin pulsated, and his form seemed to defy the very space it occupied. With each breath, he grew, and the air around him shimmered with dark energy.
Between them, the void trembled.
"I see the rage in your eyes, Bagga," Vanessa said, her voice smooth and unwavering, a hint of mockery in her tone. "You have always been ruled by your anger. A blunt instrument."
Bagga snarled, his massive fists glowing with dark energy as they clenched. "And you've always been a coward, hiding behind tricks and powers you don't even deserve."
His voice rumbled like thunder, shaking the space around them.
Without warning, Bagga shot forward, the air splitting with the force of his charge. His fist, imbued with the strength of a hundred men, crashed toward Vanessa's face, fast enough to break the sound barrier.
But Vanessa was faster.
With a single thought, she bent reality. Bagga's form, which was hurtling toward her like a meteor, froze mid-air. Time, space, gravity—all obeyed her command. She watched him struggle, his muscles bulging, veins pulsating as he fought against her hold. For a split second, it looked like she had won.
Then, Bagga's lips curled into a vicious grin.
The air around him crackled as his body pulsed with dark energy. His absorption powers kicked in, and the very essence of Vanessa's magic was pulled into him. Her reality-warping grip began to weaken as Bagga's strength doubled, then tripled. With a roar that shattered the air, he broke free from her hold, sending a shockwave that rippled through the void.
"You can't bind me you disgusting witch!" Bagga roared, his fists crashing down toward her.
Vanessa's form flickered, and in the blink of an eye, she was gone, teleporting effortlessly out of the way. She reappeared several paces behind him, calm and collected, while Bagga's strike hit the void's ground with a force that caused reality to crack. Splinters of dark energy radiated outward from the impact point, bending the very space around them.
Bagga spun, enraged, his body now glowing with absorbed energy. "I'll crush you under my fist!"
His form blurred as he charged again, faster, more powerful than before. Each step sent tremors through the void, and his fists glowed with destructive power. But as he neared, Vanessa's eyes glowed, and the space around Bagga began to twist and distort.
Gravity shifted.
Bagga suddenly felt his body become impossibly heavy, his movements slowed as the force of a thousand suns bore down on him. His limbs strained under the pressure, bones creaking as Vanessa amplified the gravitational pull around him. His skin began to tear from the force, blood spilling out into the void.
But Bagga only grinned wider, his body swelling with strength. He let out a roar, and the clones began to materialize—hundreds of them. Each one a fraction of his power, but still deadly. The clones rushed forward, swarming Vanessa from all angles, their fists glowing with dark energy as they attacked.
Vanessa extended her hand, and the clones met an invisible wall of telekinetic force. They smashed against it, but the barrier held, even as the air around her crackled with energy. With a flick of her wrist, she sent them flying back into the darkness, but more replaced them, endlessly multiplying.
"This is your strength? Multiplying like insects?" Vanessa scoffed, her voice filled with disdain.
Bagga's clones attacked again, and Vanessa's calm façade finally cracked. She raised her hand, the orb glowing brighter than before. The very essence of the void began to shift, reality warping around them. Space folded and twisted as Vanessa unleashed her full power.
"Let's see how far your rage can carry you!" she laughed maniacally.
The ground beneath them erupted in flames as Vanessa called upon her mastery of fire, water, earth, and wind. Waves of fire surged toward Bagga and his clones, while the ground split open, and jagged rocks shot up from the earth, impaling several of the clones. Water formed into torrents, crashing down with the force of tsunamis, while the wind howled, slicing through the air like blades.
But Bagga's clones kept coming, regenerating as fast as they were destroyed. His main body, now even larger and more monstrous, absorbed the elemental attacks, growing stronger with every hit. His roars grew louder, more furious, as his strength seemed to have no limit.
The battle between the two titans reached a fever pitch.
The void itself buckled under the sheer magnitude of their powers. Vanessa teleported across the battlefield, summoning storms of elemental fury while manipulating the very fabric of space, but Bagga's clones and his endless regeneration made it impossible for her to land a decisive blow.
Then, as the battle raged on, an unseen figure watched from the shadows of the void. Their presence was masked, hidden even from Vanessa's vast perception. This figure was not like the others—an observer, yes, but far more dangerous.
The fourth. The unknown.
Their eyes gleamed as they watched the witch and the tyrant clash, a quiet amusement hidden behind their cold, calculating gaze.
Back in the fight, Vanessa's patience was wearing thin. Her eyes flickered with the strain of maintaining her control over the elements and reality itself. Bagga, meanwhile, showed no signs of slowing down—his powers growing exponentially with every passing moment.
Bagga's form began to mutate further, his muscles grotesquely expanding, his face twisted into a demonic snarl. His clones, now numbering in the hundreds, surged forward like a tidal wave, each one stronger than the last. His roars echoed across the void, shaking reality itself as his power continued to grow without limit.
Vanessa's brow furrowed. She knew she had to end this soon, or the Boundless Tyrant's growth would become unstoppable.
Suddenly, Bagga's form flickered, and he vanished from sight.
Vanessa's eyes narrowed. Teleportation? No, that wasn't his style.
Before she could react, Bagga reappeared directly behind her, his massive fists glowing with raw, destructive energy. He swung down, and this time, Vanessa wasn't fast enough.
The blow connected.
A shockwave tore through the void, sending cracks of dark energy spiraling outward. Vanessa was sent hurtling across the battlefield, blood spilling from her mouth as she slammed into the ground, her body twitching from the impact.
But even as she lay there, bloodied and battered, her eyes glowed with fury.
"You think that was enough?" she hissed, wiping the blood from her lips.
Bagga roared, charging again, but this time Vanessa didn't move. Her eyes glowed brighter, and the orb beside her pulsed with immense energy.
Suddenly, Bagga's charging form slowed. The ground beneath him warped, reality bending at Vanessa's command. Gravity twisted, and Bagga's body was torn apart mid-charge, splitting into fragments as Vanessa exerted her full control over reality.
But even as Bagga's body was ripped apart, the pieces began to regenerate, reforming in the blink of an eye. His roar echoed through the void once more as he reappeared, stronger than ever.
"You can't kill me, witch!" Bagga bellowed.
Vanessa's lips curled into a smile. "Then I'll tear you apart over and over again until there's nothing left."
The two titans clashed once more, their battle shaking the very foundations of existence. And from the shadows, the fourth figure watched, their interest piqued.
The true fight was only just beginning.