Scene 1: The Battlefield Trembles
The arena was still vibrating from the last battle, the ground bearing the scars of the intense clashes. The massive coliseum was packed with roaring spectators, their energy reaching its peak. Dust and shattered fragments of previous battles lingered in the air, giving the battleground a war-torn feel.
A loud announcement echoed through the stadium.
"Next Match! Kit Sakti Academy's Unbreakable Fist, Tanmay versus… The Imperial Scorpion Academy (Russia, Sigmund Granheim!"
The crowd erupted as the two warriors stepped forward.
Tanmay strode into the ring, his steps heavy with purpose. His muscular frame radiated pure brute force, his signature sleeveless black combat jacket flaring with every movement. His knuckles were already wrapped, veins pulsating as he clenched his fists. His short, spiked dark brown hair was damp with sweat, and his eyes burned with an unyielding fire.
Sigmund Granheim, on the other hand, was a towering force of nature. His physique was monstrous—broad-shouldered, built like a living fortress. His silver hair flowed down his back in a thick, wild mane, contrasting with his deep-set golden eyes that glowed with restrained power. He wore a sleeveless tunic of dark gray, reinforced with leather straps and faint inscriptions of runes that pulsed with unknown energy. His arms were covered in scars, each marking a past battle won.
The two titans locked eyes, the sheer force of their presence causing the very air between them to crackle with tension.
Scene 2: The First Clash – Unbreakable Force vs. Unstoppable Might
"BEGIN!"
BOOM!
Tanmay shot forward, the earth beneath him cracking from the sheer power of his launch. His fist, enveloped in golden energy, rocketed toward Sigmund's face.
But Sigmund… didn't move.
Instead, his lips curled into a slight smirk.
CRACK!
Tanmay's fist slammed into his opponent's cheek, sending shockwaves through the entire stadium. The crowd gasped as a deep crater formed beneath Sigmund's feet from the impact.
But then—
Sigmund slowly turned his head back, completely unfazed.
Tanmay's pupils shrank. What the hell? That was a direct hit.
Sigmund's deep voice rumbled like thunder. "That was cute. Now let me show you what a real punch looks like."
WHAM!
Before Tanmay could react, Sigmund's fist crashed into his gut.
A shockwave of pure force erupted outward.
The impact sent Tanmay flying, his body tumbling violently across the battlefield, each bounce tearing up chunks of the ground. His back slammed into the outer wall of the arena with enough force to leave a crater.
Silence.
The audience sat frozen, processing what had just happened.
Tanmay coughed, blood dripping from the corner of his mouth as he stood up. His legs trembled slightly, but his fists clenched even tighter.
"Heh…" He wiped his mouth and smirked. "Alright, now we're talking."
Scene 3: Tanmay Unleashes His Power
Tanmay exhaled sharply, closing his eyes for a brief moment.
Then—
His aura changed.
Golden energy erupted from his body, swirling violently like an untamed storm. The cracks in the ground beneath him deepened, his muscles visibly flexing, veins glowing with power.
His voice was low but filled with resolve. "No more holding back."
Tanmay entered Level 1.
Scene 4: Level 1 Transformation – The Colossal Fist
Tanmay's body expanded slightly, muscles growing denser. His already powerful frame became even more refined, his previously brown eyes now glowing a fierce deep gold with streaks of red. His short, spiked hair now crackled with faint arcs of electricity, standing slightly more upright.
Most noticeable of all?
His fists.
Tanmay's hands, now wrapped in pure, blazing energy, had tripled in size, forming massive gauntlet-like constructs of pure golden chi. Each flex of his fingers caused the air to ripple, the sheer density of power around them distorting the battlefield.
The aura around him was so overwhelming that the wind itself twisted unnaturally, pulling toward him as if the very fabric of reality acknowledged his transformation.
Sigmund's smirk widened.
"That's more like it."
Scene 5: The Battlefield Shatters – Clash of the Titans
BOOM!
The moment Tanmay reappeared in front of Sigmund, the air pressure in the arena changed.
"UNBREAKABLE FORCE!" Tanmay roared, his gigantic golden fist slamming into Sigmund's chest.
For the first time, Sigmund actually moved.
He skidded backward slightly, the ground beneath his feet cracking apart.
But instead of looking shocked, Sigmund chuckled.
"Not bad, Vardhan. But let's see if you can survive… this."
Sigmund's muscles tensed, his aura flaring a deep crimson.
With an earth-shaking stomp, Sigmund activated Level 1.
Scene 6: Sigmund Granheim's Level 1 – The Titan Awakens
A terrifying wave of power washed over the battlefield.
Sigmund's entire body expanded slightly, his muscle mass increasing exponentially. His silver mane of hair now floated as if caught in an invisible storm. His golden eyes shone like molten lava, his bare arms now covered in faint glowing runes that pulsed with raw chi.
When he clenched his fists, the air itself trembled.
His presence alone made the entire stadium feel heavier.
The announcer gasped. "Sigmund has entered Level 1! This is the Titan's true power!"
Tanmay's grin widened.
"Bring it."
Scene 7: The Final Exchange – Fists That Shake the Heavens
The two warriors roared simultaneously—
And then collided.
BOOM! BOOM! BOOM!
Their fists clashed in rapid succession, each impact causing shockwaves that sent debris flying across the battlefield. The sheer force of their blows bent the air, distorting space itself.
Tanmay ducked under a devastating swing, countering with a gut punch so powerful it shattered the ground.
Sigmund staggered back— but retaliated instantly.
With a roar, he grabbed Tanmay by the arm and swung him like a wrecking ball, slamming him into the ground hard enough to form a massive crater.
But Tanmay wasn't done.
Gritting his teeth, he flipped midair, kicking off the ground at the last second.
"FINAL STRIKE—"
Tanmay launched forward, his colossal golden fists vibrating with all his chi energy.
Sigmund raised his own arms, preparing a counter.
"—UNBREAKABLE BLOW!" Tanmay roared.
Their fists met.
The entire stadium went silent.
For a single second—
It was as if the world stopped moving.
Then—
A deafening explosion.
A shockwave so massive it tore through the battlefield, destroying everything in its wake. The entire stadium shook violently, the force enough to rattle the very foundations.
Dust and debris filled the air.
And when it cleared—
Only one warrior remained standing.
Scene 8: The Aftermath
The crowd erupted.
The arena was a wreck, nothing but rubble and craters.
Standing in the middle, panting, was Tanmay
Sigmund Granheim… lay on the ground, unconscious.
The announcer's voice rang out:
"WINNER – TANMAY
The cheers were deafening.
Up in the observation deck, Rajan Awasthi grinned, tipping his hat.
"Heh. I told you—never underestimate my students."
Tanmay smirked, his legs wobbling as he fought to stay upright.
"That was… fun."
And then— he collapsed.
rutality!