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within the RHG system. Well, the term “people” should be used loosely, since “people” like Fell were considered to be monsters. But, how could he blame them for thinking that? He knew that it was not normal for someone to be as tall as he was and he knew it was not normal for that same person to have light blue skin. So, instead of fighting that classification, he liked to use it to his advantage in his battle. The fact that there weren’t many monsters in the official RHG system made it easier for him to catch his opponents off guard for the most part. Of course, there would be a few people he would have to pass who didn’t react to him normally and he would be facing one of them that day. Before every battle, each opponent gets a little description of the person they would be facing. This description usually included physical stats that were acquired during the RHG’s rigorous physical testing, which were presented in neat little numbers and graphs. The file also included a little written background about the opponent, which came from the interview that every new gladiator has to do before they are allowed to participate in battles. The man he was fighting was an atheist, people who are able to throw aside the shock of seeing a “monster”. Fell felt that this could be an interesting battle indeed.


“Mr… Uh… Soar-in-sun? It’s time for you to get on the platform.” A woman who wore a neat, black suit stood a few feet to the right of Fell, who was taking up most of the space on a wooden bench. Fell didn’t respond to her though. He just stood up, grabbed his sword which was neatly propped against a row of lockers, before carefully stepping around the woman. She watched him walk away, holding a clipboard tightly to her chest while letting out a sigh of relief. She didn’t walk away until she saw him force himself through the door that lead to a large hallway. He walked down said hallway with the blade of his sword resting on his shoulder. At the end of the hallway was a large, circular platform that was raised off the ground about half an inch. Fell stepped onto the platform and stood in the middle of the circle, spreading his legs slightly so he wouldn’t fall as the platform began to rise. Multiple questions ran through his head, the same questions he would ask himself before every battle he fought when he was alive, “How exactly was he going to deal with this?” being the main one. Back then it was so much easier, since the people he was fighting tended to not have magical powers and things similar to it. He hoped that his opponent would be able to stand somewhat of a chance against him.


“Ladies and Gentlemen, today the RHG corporation brings to you a fight between Jason, the nature lover who ain’t no hippy, and Fell, the mysterious giant from times long past! Let’s hope they give us one hell of a show!” The voice of a young man boomed over the speakers that lined the beige colored arena. Once the elevator got to it’s destination, Fell could see out into the arena, noticing that it had multiple different patches that each seemed to contain wildly different weather conditions. The two sections closest to him contained a forest, one covered in fire and the other covered in a light layer of snow, and he could barely see another section that resembled a mountainous landscape. There was a near transparent dome that covered the arena and protected the audience in the bleachers from the carnage that was sure to ensue. Fell would have started to feel quite excited, but the fact that he couldn’t see his opponent was keeping him from achieving that. He didn’t even get a picture within the briefing folder, so he even tell if this Jason fellow was a worthy opponent by his appearance. He decided that he would have to make a decision whenever they other person showed themselves.


“Alright, everyone countdown with me!” the man started speaking again, “Ten, Nine, Eight,” Fell took a step forward onto a small half circle of land that wasn’t affected by the weather changing properties that he saw in front of him. “Seven, Six, Five,” Fell took his sword and placed it in front of him, with the tip of the blade floating about half an inch above the ground. “Four, Three, Two, One! FIGHT!” Once the man finished counting, Fell took off into the snowy forest to his left. With three swift swings of his blade, he chopped down three separate trees, creating a stairway made of stumps. He hopped on top of each stump until he reached the final, and tallest, one. He could see just over the tops of the other trees, giving him full vision of the mountain area along with partial vision of a desert area. Within that desert area, he saw a small blob which he assumed was his opponent. Without any further hesitation, he jumped off the tree, that was about to snap under his weight, before running in the direction of the desert. It took him about thirty seconds to get out of the snow and onto the uneven mountain terrain. He kept his eye on the blob in the distance, carefully making his way towards the desert sand. Once the cold feeling of rock under his feet was replaced by hot sand, he stopped. The blob from before took the shape of a man about six feet tall. A ball of red fire formed in the man’s hand and, seconds later, it was being launched at Fell. Fell easily lifted his sword up and blocked the fireball, but it didn’t take long for him to be barraged with more. He used his sword as a shield, blocking most of the fireballs with it. The ones that were able to make it past Fell’s defense either hit the sand or striked his legs, hurting him slightly. The fireballs eventually stopped coming, which let Fell lower his sword so he could see where he was going. The man wasn’t too far away from him, and he seemed to be just standing there with a white dagger in his hand. ‘What the hell is he doing?’ Fell thought, just before his feet starting sinking in the sand. Each step he made was harder to make than the last.


“Alright, let’s see how well you block my next attacks.” The man, who Fell had just remembered that his name was Jason, said loud enough for Fell to hear. The white dagger in his right hand grew to the size of a double-edged warsword. ‘A fellow swordsman?’ Fell thought, as Jason charged forward with his sword held downwards on his left side. Then the sword caught on fire, as if it was pulling heat from the desert air itself. Fell could do nothing but parry the oncoming swing, since both of his feet were now firmly gripped by sand. Jason disappeared into Fell’s left blind spot, causing Fell to twist his body to check it. Right as he turned, he felt a painful burning sensation ripple through his back within one of the folds of his armor, causing him to swing his sword to the right violently. Jason easily vaulted over the blade, before rushing towards Fell, who was now in a very disadvantageous position. Fell decided he had enough of this sand business, so, right as Jason was going for a piercing blow to Fell’s chest, he ripped his foot out of the ground and kicked him back. Jason went spiraling out into the desert sand, making him lose focus on keeping Fell trapped within it. Fell easily pulled his other foot out of the ground and, using the anger he felt because of that situation, he charged forward and grabbed the brown haired boy by the collar of his grey t-shirt. He then threw the kid towards the rocky terrain behind him, but the boy used his powers to create a water bubble out of thin air, using it to slow himself down in midair. Fell spun around to see Jason falling out of the bubble and landing on his feet, mostly unscathed. Fell could tell that he was getting tired, being able to see his chest inflate and deflate even though they were now quite a distance away from each other. He decided to run forward and meet the boy on the rocky terrain he was standing on so that, hopefully, he wouldn’t be able to trap him with sand again.


“Alright, that was my fault. I shouldn’t have underestimated your strength, seeing how you are such a large guy and all.” Jason remarked, trying to stir up some conversation so he could regain some stamina.


“You are fast and cunning. But, I can see that you are weak in strength and stamina.” Fell held up his sword in an offensive stance. “You will not last much longer.”


“Well, if you think I’m lacking in the strength department, you must be lacking in the intelligence department.” Jason then charged forward, with his sword in the same position that it was during his first attack. Fell prepared himself for it much like he did last time, with one minor change. Just as Jason went to swing, Fell spun his body so that his sword missed. Then, he used the momentum from the spin to slam his sword into Jason’s stomach. Jason was able to use some loose rocks as a shield to keep the swing from cutting him in half, but he was unable to stop himself from getting sent flying into the fire covered forest. He smacked through a couple of trees before landing on the ground, stabbing it with his sword to slow himself. He felt a few cuts, bruises, and broken bones scattered throughout his body, but he wasn’t done yet.


“Yield, Jason. If you give up now, you may get to leave this place alive.” Fell stepped over the fallen trees, through the fire that continued to feed off their wooden flesh. The hole in his mask on the the right side was glowing red almost as violently as the fire that surrounded him. His beloved sword had a ghostly green glow surrounding it, which caused Jason to feel a little bit more scared. But, he wasn’t going to let his fear get in the way of his win. So, Jason got up to his feet and held his sword out in front of him in a defensive stance.


“I didn’t have to use this. This could have been easier for me, you know? So, this is all your fault.” Jason mumbled quietly to himself just as Fell let out two swings in the shape of an X. Two smaller sized green slashes of energy were sent flying in Jason’s direction. But, they immediately dissipated as a bolt of lightning struck him, throwing up dust and destroying the trees around him. Fell held his arm up over his eye until the dust cleared and revealed what Jason had become. His eyes were glowing bright white and his hair stood up on end, electricity bounding between each strand. Fell didn’t waste time just standing there in awe. Instead, he sent a much larger horizontal slash of energy at his opponent, who zipped over it with ease. Jason’s body looked like a ray of light as he closed the distance between him and Fell in seconds. He let out a flurry of strikes, with almost all of them hitting Fell. But, that didn’t stop him from swinging his sword and hitting Jason in the stomach once again. Instead of getting sliced in half, however, he just zipped over the sword as a bolt of lightning like he did with the slash, and appeared behind Fell. This time, Fell was ready. He was able to block and parry all of Jason’s super quick attacks, with each blocked strike sending out a shockwave that made the fires around them dance with glee. They were wearing each other out with each blow and, eventually, Jason decided it has his turn to be done with the situation.


“I’m going to have to end this now! It was nice fighting you!” And, with that, he sent one last giant bolt of lightning down on top of the both of them. Just before it hit, Fell swung his sword upwards and hit Jason into the sky. Before he could send energy waves at him, Fell was struck hard by the lightning, feeling it course through his metal armor. Jason, now facing near exhaustion from the energy he just used, lazily started falling back down to earth.


“What’s this? It looks like the lightning is keeping Fell from going for the finishing blow!” The young man appeared over the speakers once again and he was very right. Fell was having a hard time moving any part of his body at the moment, as he watched Jason’s body fall down towards the ground. Using the Warpath, Fell was able to start moving his body forward inch by inch, overcoming the sudden paralysis that he experienced. Soon after, he was able to gain enough control to break into a brisk walk. Jason watched as Fell lifted up his sword and smacked him in the side of the head with the handle, launching him into the arena wall. He blacked out before he even made contact.


“It looks like Jason was the first to fall! Our winner is, Fell!” He heard the sound of the announcer’s voice and the cheers of the crowd through the glass as he fell down to his knees. The red in his eye flickered out, as his titanic body slammed into the burnt grass beneath him. His unconscious body laid there, surrounded by burning trees.


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A week later, Jason woke up in an RHG sponsored hospital bed. He had many tubes running in and out of his body, and the top of his head was wrapped in many layers of cloth. He could barely remember what happened before he blacked out, only being able to see Fell’s red eye whenever he tried to imagine it.


“God… Damn….” He tried to sit up, but the pain that shot through his body forced him to lay back down.


“Don’t rush it, Jason. You’re lucky to even be alive right now.” A woman in a neat, black suit sat beside his bed, holding a clipboard that didn’t actually have anything clipped to it. It took him a few moments to remember that she was the same woman he saw before the battle and, even then, he couldn’t even remember her name.


“I’m sorry, but, who are you?” Jason tilted his head slightly, expecting some sort of answer.


“My employers call me Emma, so I’m sure that’s who I am.” She held her hand out for him to shake. She had a small barcode seemingly tattooed on her wrist, with a code above it. The code read “LOST1421” and Jason had no idea what that meant. But, he shook her hand anyway. “Now, I’d like to inform you that one of my more secretive employers wants to have a chat with you based on your performance today. I’m sure he won’t take no for an answer.”

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who zipped over it with ease.

His eyes were glowing bright white and his hair stood up on end

When I read the first time, I thought you were describing my first RHG, Electroshock. I understand that their powers may be the same in some points, but the last one really sounded like his Epsiolon state.

This was my biggest grudge with it. Although there some, I am not going to do intpicks like some may do. The other thing that bothered me is his fighting style. Jason is almost never going to fight from close range especially if his opponent is immobilized. Now given that, I understand that you had to make it a close combat fight otherwise Fell would get the short stick. I acknowledge that. And, what someone said while reviewing Jason on his thread, his lightning isn't like 'this wasn't my final form, this is my final form!' type of ability. He will probabbly avoid it most of the times, and here he just gives into it really quick. Jason won't just use one tactic and if it fails here goes lightning.

Now to make it clear, I have a really bad feeling that everyone is gonna misinterpret my words. Maybe this is just my brain going crazy from all the videos I've been watching lately. I just want to make that clear. This is meant to be constructive criticism, nothing else.