The colosseum stood silent beneath the watchful gaze of countless eyes across the realms, billions observing, anticipating.
And at the center of it all, under the weight of their expectations, two gods and two chosen ones faced off, their presence alone warping the air around them.
On one side stood Kaelios, the [God of Destiny], his golden armor glowing faintly under the sun's final rays, and beside him, the [Chosen One of Destiny], FateBreaker, known by many as Alex.
His wings were spread wide, six in total, each feather shimmering with layered energy, two of them tainted in crimson-black hatred, thrumming with power.
His gaze was sharp, unwavering.
Facing them were Selvaron, the [God of the Moon], tall and composed, his white robes flowing gently despite the heavy atmosphere, and Lunareth, his Chosen One, dressed in silver-etched battlewear, her hair a curtain of pale silk and her eyes glowing faintly red beneath the fading sunlight.
