1, 2, 3 LET THE GAMES START!
The voice shouted out, accompanied by booming sounds of trumpets and horns and orchestral triumphant music.
A tiny figure suddenly appeared dramatically in the dark, flying still in the air. Small in size with its head bigger than its body and what seemed like a jetpack on his back. With a dramatic pause of the music, the large eyes on its oversized head opened, illuminating like saucers in the shadow.
Suddenly the entire expanse began to light up, revealing a large arena where the figure hovered above it. It was a platform of pure white material, covered full with cybernetic circuits like veins, throbbing with color, with pure white blocks in varying sizes scattered across the surface. Farther from it, fully covering the platform was a massive dome.
And in its center, now clearly visible, was a hovering robot. It had disproportionately large head, a tiny body with even smaller arms, and two machines that let him float in the air.
"Hello! Cyber netizens and battle enjoyers alike! Welcome one and all to the final round of the official GUILD WARS Tournament!"
The robots shouted out with a raspy, grown voice, completely out of place from the robots small frame.
The bot then raised its arm, and with its open palm launched out blazing trails of light. Fireworks, then exploded, releasing a myriad of colors that bedazzled the white arena. A parade of lights suddenly barraged the robot, multiple colors that collided into one that encapsulated the bot in an arch like shape. Multiple jet-like machines came out of nowhere and flew across the platform, spewing out behind it a mixture of vibrant confetti and smoke, all simultaneously flew up unto the rainbow arch.
"EVERYONE, ARE YOU READY!"
Multiple screens suddenly started appearing outside the dome, numbering into the thousands then into the millions. Following suddenly were a symphony of countless voices that began screaming all-together in a cacophony of yells, filled full with excited shouts and the shrieking applause that filled the platform.
All of them coming from the millions of blue screens that floated the dome above.
The bot raised his hand, extending out of it a microphone, and yelled:
"TELL ME EVERYONE! ARE. YOU. ALL. EXCITED!"
Another collection of applause was heard, responding to the robot.
"HAHA," a laugh sounded, "I LIKE THE ENERGY!"
It clapped his hands together.
"Now, now, now, I need everyone to settle down continuing on, because today is a very special event! Because today marks the end for the Guild Wars tournament and its month long run. 40 of the most legendary guilds came and competed head to head in cutthroat matches; and at long last, a day has come where there are only two remaining!"
The bot then dramatically inhaled.
"A guild! In this day, will be crowned the champions of ALEKOR!"
A collision of cheers rupture out of the blue screens, some figures raising their hands in excitement.
"VIEWER'S! ARE YOU READY TO SEE A BATTLE OF THE CENTURY!"
Cheers rang.
"ARE YOU READY TO SEE OUR TOP PLAYERS FIGHT TO THEIR VIRTUAL DEATH!? ARE YOU READY TO SEE THE BIRTH OF A NEW CHAMPION!"
Cheers erupted again.
"THEN LETS TAKE A LOOK AT OUR COMPETITORS!"
Each sides of the platform suddenly opened in a puff of steam, the hatch doors moving to the sides, revealing a hollow space, before figures in the left and right directions slowly rose up in a lift.
"HERE THEY ARE! GRACING US IN THEIR MAGINIFICENT GLORY!"
The crowd of a million screens erupted in screams, and a flood of emoticons appeared in each and everyone of the blue screens, filled with expressions of thrill, delight and and shocked animatic faces.
"Everyone! Allow me to introduce the candidates to take home the crown!"
He dropped down, straight to the center of the platform.
"IN THE LEFT CORNER! Representing the mighty guild, 'GOOD4ALL'! It's second in command! You all know him as the emerald colossus; with his immaculate mastery over magic abilities that leave us breathless, and possessing some of the highest Defense stats this game has ever seen! The player BrOIn4rms!"
Suddenly rising in the left side of the platform, a massive figure loomed on the platform, his figure hidden beneath a blanket of smoke. The giant suddenly roared, displacing along with it the smoke that covered him, his figure seen by all.
He was a giant figure, fully made of trees and bark, all entangling together to form a humanoid-like figure with movements that doddered an lurched. It size was titanic, his appendages large in comparison to his body, with like the uprooted roosts of trees with another appendage sprouting out from his shoulders. A collection of bonsai-like growths protruded all around, and a cloth of read and gold hung on the branches of his shoulder. He was top heavy, bulging with trees and vines, and his head was a menacing face that illuminated with an ethereal blue glow.
"Everyone, here he is in all his awesome glory! The emerald colossus!"
The figure, BrOIn4rms, or should we say, the tree giant, then raised his arms in a boastful fashion.
"RAAHHH! I'M GONNA WIIIIIN!"
He roared, not his PC, but the player himself was the one who screamed.
"HAHAHA! We all know and love his charismatic bravado, his confidence! And as the final contender! He certainly has the power to back it up!"
Cheers came like a blaring ensemble, and a chant for his name took on in chat boxes, the screens popping with countless emoticons that venerated him as he appeared.
This was the player known as BrOIn4rms, the player who has reached the top apex of tank players, the possessor of one of the highest Defense/Hp stats ever recorded in ALEKOR history.
"HAHA! HERE HE IS!" The bot announced.
The left side suddenly sounded with a loud click, and another figure appeared, and was also covered with a veil of smoke.
"BAHAHA!!" The bot laughed dramatically, albeit maniacally, almost crazed.
"AND HOW COULD I FORGET!! THE ALL STAR!! THE ONE WHO WILL BE FACING OFF AGAINTS BrOIn4rms IN THIS EPIC BATTLE!! THE LEGENDARY GUILD LEADER OF THE ACEUS MELINOE GUILD! THE NUMBER ONE GUILD IN THE WORLD!" The robot exhaled for dramatic affect.
"THE PLAYER KNOWN AS, MBL33!"
The shadowy figure in the smoke raised his hand, and with a quick swipe, fiercely batted away the smoke, and a menacing figure, clad with dark purple and black, made his presence known through all.
He was adorned in an ornately designed robe, all colored in the deepest of black. It was filled with marks and sigil like designs, all shining with a violet sheen that reflected whatever light was shone on it. His four arms were all gaunt, thin and withering away and strongly resembling dried up leather, clawed and threatening and were the very image of a monster. Each of his fingers wore rings that were embellished with jewels of different kinds, and hanging necklaces wrapped around them. The other pair of arms were placed on his stomach, holding a massive grimoire.
His face; the very definition of a monster, was coal colored, ashy and gray that the same texture his slender arms were, his mouth was filled with rows of teeth that were jagged and sharp, a nose that were just two slits and his eyes were covered by a golden mask, with a single, large slit eye in the center.
This was the player MBL33, considered to be one of the most powerful and most versatile player ever in the mage classes; the leader of the Aceus Melinoe Guild.
"HERE HE IS LADIES AND GENTLEMEN!"
The player, MBL33, also known as Melee, spanned the arena with his one singular eye, and marveled at the sight.
We finally made it, everyone, I wouldn't have done it without you all.
"RAHHH!"
The emerald colossus roared, startling everyone as he left his platform and walked toward Melee.
"Hold on mister colossus! The match hasn't started yet!"
"OUTTA MY WAY BOT!"
The colossus them swatted the bot away, and finally reached Melee.
He loomed over him, looking him down with a menacing stare. Melee only stood, looking up at him with a blank face.
"Just so were clear, Melee, I'm gonna win this, and you're goin' to loose, I'm takin' that numbah one spot, and there ain't nothin you can do to stop me."
He stretched out his pointer finger and poked Melee's chest.
The millions of screens trembled all at once, and they waited in anticipation for Melee's response.
He grabbed the oversized finger with his empty hand, and the wooden finger suddenly began withering, the tree like bark turning black and cracking like dried skin.
"We'll see about that....
............
"Haaaah, those were the days."