[center][color=burlywood][b][img]https://fontmeme.com/permalink/190412/e4dbf397d85ea4a514a02d2553a44c17.png[/img] Level 1 - 1/10 EXP Difficulty Level 1 Location: Gene's Homeworld Word Count: 456 About to attack: [@DracoLunaris] + general sweep[/b][/color][/center][hr] This was it. The Demon King Angra was at his mercy. Looking down at his hands, the power of God flowing through them, Gene grinned. Just about time to end this. [color=burlywood][b]"May the light of good..."[/b][/color] Gene began, beginning to form a Double Shaolin Blast to finish off the demon. [color=burlywood][b]"Shine on his soul..."[/b][/color] Gene readied the blast... [color=burlywood][b]"Through these... Huh?"[/b][/color] Gene's concentration was broken by the shining lights in the sky, that were racing towards him and Angra. [color=burlywood][b]"What the? Am I actually summoning God?"[/b][/color] The fighter paused for a moment, and his grin widened. [color=burlywood][b]"Nice!"[/b][/color] He looked up into the sky, welcoming the light, for he knew that he could defeat the Demon King with its power! There was a flash, and then nothing.[hr][center][color=burlywood][b]Location: Outside Peach's Castle[/b][/color][/center] The fighter had traveled far, searching for a worthy opponent. He wasn't sure how he had got here. He wasn't sure [i]when[/i] he had got here. It could have been weeks ago, maybe months ago, hell it could've been years ago. He knew nothing of who he was or where he came from, only that he thirsted for combat. Though he had yet to meet a worthy opponent, he had already taken down dozens of low level creatures who had dared to bother him. It did little to sate his desire, but it would do for now. Up ahead, he saw a large castle, hearing loud noises from inside. The noises settled after a moment, and then silence. He smiled. Maybe there were strong fighters there that he could challenge. He [i]needed[/i] to fight something that wasn't a stupid goblin or a wimpy mushroom thing. His smile twisted into a vicious grin, and with a bounce in his step he charged forward to the castle, getting ready for a good fight. When he arrived at the castle, he boldly walked forward and into it, striding through the entrance hall and into the throne room through the busted down door. He saw a plethora of people there, everything from humans like himself to creatures he'd never seen before. Some of them looked about as weak as the pitiful monsters he'd crushed along the way here, but a few of them... His grin widened even more, if it was possible. Now [i]those[/i] guys looked like they could put up a good fight. Cracking his knuckles, the fighter spoke up, attempting to grab the room's attention. [color=burlywood][b]"Well well well, lookie what we have here!"[/b][/color] His voice carried an air of confidence, perhaps overconfidence even. With his thumb, he flicked his chin, grinning. [color=burlywood][b]"You all look tough! Let's dance!"[/b][/color] Without a second wasted, he dashed forward with a yell, attempting to deliver a flying kick to the giant shelled lizard thing in the suit!