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*the moment you reappear outside of the barrier, an instance of me reveals itself from the void of space, striking you in the back with a reality warping blast*


*A new set of runes prints in front of me and I pivot into your strike, receiving the blow on my forearm*
There remains a contract open for execution.
*The runes begin to creep up your arm and the other end inches toward the previous inscription defining the rules of the zone*
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*as you say that, the beast flits towards you at reality warping speeds, grabbing your head from the side, as it attempts to force the barrel of one of many sword cannons on my back into your mouth, firing it with such intensity it tears straight through the dimensional fabric, theoretically causing a spatial collapse*


*Red magical scripts materialize behind me and the world between us flips like a trapdoor, leaving us standing back-to-back*
Then for my first move, I revoke your right to physically encounter the other player on your own turn.
*Dissolves into mist as the atmosphere around you grows denser and heavier, like moving through tar, and I appear in the normal dimension outside of the runic imprisonment*
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Shinji: screw that, just kill the guy!

Artorias: *after any attacks aimed at me connect, my armor ripples, as the swords on my back float into the air, each charged with volatile amaranthine. Upon my earth-shattering roar, they fire into the dimension surrounding us, attempting to cut through them with intense output*


*The world around us grows heavier, denser, and darker, like sinking to the bottom of a syrupy ocean*
Perhaps I will take the first turn, then, unless you have an objection?
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*through the comms my voice echoes out*

Shinji: Artorias can't speak. He's about as feral as they come.


Not playing is not a winning move. Perhaps another of his allies would prefer to act as his proxy?
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Artorias: *roars, and attacks data full frontal with a vertical slice from foot to head with a concentrated line of amaranthine along the sharpened blade of my sword, as a shadowy version of me appears next to Kat, grabbing her by the hair before attempting to stab her through the chest with my blade*


Non-players will lose, I hope you realize.
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Artorias: *takes a beastlike stance, one of predation, as I low growl at you, eyes fixated on you like a tiger to its prey. It dashes toward you, clawing at your arms and chest multiple times with dimension slicing attacks*


*Every hit in this world is met with the oppressive resistance of the atmosphere, and all forces are distributed like countless layers of thick cushion between us as attacks dissipate further into the thread of reality than they impact their target*
The rules are simple. Each of us names one object, concept, or property the opponent values. The opponent then loses access to that subject until the end of the game. Then the other player must name something else the opponent values less than the previously named object. The game ends when the opponent can no longer construct a counterexample, and the loser will be ejected into reality stripped of all subjects named by both players during the game.
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*in less than a millisecond, I appear next to you, my hand placed on your chest. A reality warping blast of amaranthine bursting out from my palm*


*The blast knocks me backwards through the liquid-like atmosphere, which quickly slows my momentum like being suspended in oil*
This is not the world you are used to. You have entered a game of wit, in which either of us can rule without force.
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Artorias: *looks around, and then under my hood, glares at you. My form crumples into seeingly nothingness, leaving only the armor.... only for the pile to erupt in an explosion of raw power.a black hole looking placement on the floor radiates pure amaranthine, as a figure begins to ascend from the hole*


*Watches with aloof interest*
What player shall take your place?
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Artorias: *my being adopts a more foglike aura, as the physical properties of the mater on the air around me begin to solidify, allowing me to seemingly 'walk on air'.a deep grumblelike growl eminates from me, watching reality warp under your magic*


*Every sensation of passing time down to individual breaths slows, growing thick and heavy, until we're left in a deep blue ocean of spacetime and magic*
One of us will not leave this place alive.
*As I speak, my words warp, becoming deeper and hollow, almost tangibly bonded to the space itself*
This world has different rules.
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Artorias:
*the runes on my sword bleed a black, dark ooze, and I jet forward as the hand goes to grip around me, slicing diagonally down through it*


Execute battle routine.
*Magical circuitry radiates from underneath my clothing as thousands of spell lines crash behind me like a waterfall and start glowing character by character, even as the lines penetrate deep below the surface*
Best of luck.
*Our vision of the world droops and melts around us, breathing and heartbeats begin to slow, and reality adopts a sinking sensation*
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