The next fighter is a man. His name is Gabriel Osvaldo, and he is 28 years old.
He has white, long, straight hair that reaches his back. He has no bangs as he combed them to flow towards the back. He covers his eyes with a customized black and gold visor that matches the rest of his attire. He wears a white and gold trench coat with white fur on the collar and the edge of the sleeves. He wears a white glittery shirt and light grey trousers underneath, as well as a pair of white socks and dark brown leather shoes. He wears white and golden gloves. He carries a cane that has various kinds of jewelry across its length. His entire appearance speaks about his wealth. Not to mention that he is 177cm tall and weighs around 78kg. He has pale white skin.
"My name is Gabriel Osvaldo, and I'm here for Spain. I wish to bring more spotlight to Spain by winning this entire tournament."
"WOAH!! ANOTHER NATIONALIST!! I HOPE YOU CAN ACHIEVE YOUR DREAM AND WIN THIS TOURNAMENT, GARBIEL-SAN!!! WAHAHAHAHA!!"
Gabriel summons a rather strange creature next to him. The creature has a round, white head with a snout that is almost as long as its head. It has a pair of small oval eyes. It has rather thin, long, and round sets of hands and legs. Its entire appearance at this point looks like a giant standing bug. Until it sprouts its two pairs of angelic wings. The creature doesn't look like a real creature; it looks more like it was drawn by a child. The creature in its entirety is in white and a little bit of shades of white here and there. The creature is 3 meters tall, and its wingspan is 4 meters long on each side. This is an angelic summoned being that belongs to Gabriel. There is a rather uneasy and uncomfortable air around this creature, even though it's just standing still.
*!!!*
The audience was left speechless and became silent for a few seconds from their rowdy and cheerful atmosphere.
"My Faith power has already assured me of the future of me winning this tournament! There's no mistaking it!"
"OOOHHH MY GOODNESSSS!!!! WHAT EVEN IS THAAAATT!?!?!?"
"WHAT A TERRIFYING FAITH POWER BY GABRIEL-SAN!!!"
And then Gabriel unsummons his 'angel'. He was simply making a statement towards the audience as well as towards all of the present fighters.
"PHEEWW!! THAT WAS INTENSE DANIEL-SAN!!"
"YOU'RE RIGHT!! I CAN’T WAIT TO SEE WHAT ABILITIES THAT ‘THING’ HAS, BUT NOW, UNTO THE NEXT ONE!!"
The next fighter is a 27-year-old woman. She has dark brown skin, and she comes from Ethiopia.
"My name is Selam, and I am here simply to make my mother proud! My mother has raised me single-handedly because my father died when I was very little. I want to show the whole world the power of a mother. I will demonstrate here to everyone that I am the culmination of years upon years of my mother's love as she raised me. My victory will be a statement to the power of a mother's love!!"
Selam raises her right arm. Her right arm transforms into pink light in its entirety for one second, and then her arm returns to normal.
"I PROMISE ON MY MOTHER'S LOVE I WILL WIN!!!"
Selam has long, curly, black hair that reaches her upper back. She has a bang that sweeps to the right. She wears a long-sleeved, dark navy blue traditional Ethiopian dress. There is a stripe on the center of her dress from the top all the way to the bottom with flower motifs of various colors. The same stripe with the same colorful flower motifs can be found on the edge of her sleeves and the very bottom of her dress. Her dress is long enough that it covers her knees, but she also wears a pair of dark green jeans underneath the dress. She is 169cm tall and weighs around 70kg. Her bust size is C-cup.
"WOOOOAAAHHH!!! WHAT A STRONG DECLARATION!!! EVERYONE, CHEERS FOR SELAM!!!"
"WOOOOOOOOOO!!!!"
"GO MOTHER'S LOVEEEEEEEEEE!!!"
"SELAM-CHAAAAAAAAAAAAAANNNNN!!!"
“WOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!”
"WIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIINNNNN!!!"
"WOHOHOHOHOHOHO!!!! WHAT A STRONG CHEER FOR A STRONG WOMAN!!! ONTO THE NEXT!!"
The next fighter is a young man. He is the youngest male fighter in the whole tournament. He is only 17 years old, yet here he is in the biggest tournament in the whole wide world.
"My name is of no importance. Just call me Army-man!! Everyone, please cheer for me!!"
Army-man, he wears a complete military uniform with the green helmet, a fully painted face in green, a pair of military gloves, a pair of dark green military boots, a bulletproof black vest on his chest, a utility belt, a green camo shirt, and a pair of green camo trousers. Though it seems like he's lacking in terms of military weaponry or equipment, there's none anywhere on his body. He also wears a pair of black frame glasses. He is 165cm tall and weighs around 70kg. He is very thin and slender and only slightly muscular, which is odd considering his position as a soldier.
"WE GOT A SOLDIER HERE, FOLKS!!! TELL ME ARMY-MAN!!! WHAT IS YOUR GOAL OF WINNING THIS TOURNAMENT??!!"
"Umm. . . I want to. . . test my capabilities to the absolute limit, by fighting the strongest of the strongest in this stage. I hope to find ways to keep improving myself. I want to break the limit of my strength continuously for as long as I live!!"
"WOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!"
"GO ARMY-MAAAAAAAAAAAAANNNN!!!"
"ARMY-MAAAAAAAAAAAAANNNN!!!"
"WOOOOOWWW!!! Hear that, Radomin-san!?! THIS YOUNG DUDE HAS THE FIRE OF THE YOUTH!!! I AM SO JEALOUS OF THIS YOUNG MAN!!!"
"HAHAHAHAHAH!! YOU'RE RIGHT ON THE NAIL, DANIEL-SAN!! I HOPE YOU WIN, ARMY-MAN!! WELL THEN, THE NEXT FIGHTER, PLEASE INTRODUCE YOURSELF!!"
The next fighter is the youngest female fighter in the whole tournament. She is seventeen years old.
". . ."
"Uum, lady? What is your name?"
". . . Just call me, The Green Reaper."
The girl who called herself The Green Reaper is only 160cm tall and weighs around 57kg. She wears a green long-nosed Masquerade mask with yellow trims across its shape. Only her bright green eyes and her pink lips, the only facial features that slip through her mask. She wears a dark green, big hooded cape, and she covers her hair under the hood. Her big cape covers most of her appearance and only shows her bright green boots with two belts at the top of each boot. Her hands are covered as well with the same bright green gloves.
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"Okay. . . Well then, Green Reaper-san!! What is your goal of winning this tournament?"
". . . Secret."
"WAHAHAHAHA!!! That is fine, it's completely OK to be mysterious!! We need one of those types of characters in these kinds of tournaments to make it merrier!! HAHAHAHAHAHA!!"
"EVERYONE, CHEER FOR THE GREEN REAPEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEERRRRRRR!!!"
"WOOOOOOOOOOOOOOHHHHHHHH!!!"
"HER DEMEANOR IS KINDA CUTEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!"
"GREEEEEEEEN REAPEEEEEEEEEERRRRRR!!!"
"LET'S KEEP IT UP WITH THE HYPEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!"
"NEEEEEXXXXTTTTT FIGHTEEEEEEEERRRRRR!!"
The next one is another man. He is 25 years old. His skin is tanned.
"HELLO GUYS!!! MY NAME IS JEREMIAH GYRUSIA!!! I am from the Philippines, and I AM GOING TO WIN THIS WHOLE TOURNAMENT!!! BWAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!"
Jeremiah Gyrusia is 170cm tall and weighs around 79kg. He has messy, fluffy, but spiky orange hair. Both sides of his head are trimmed to the roots. He has a pair of red eyes. He has three silver earrings hanging from his left ear. He has a lot of jewellery made of silver on his right hand, six silver rings on his index, middle, and ring fingers, and two rings on each finger. He also wears a number of silver bracelets on his right wrist, seven in total. He wears a brown shirt, overlaid by a purple long-sleeved suit. He also wears a brown leather belt at his waist with gold coating on the center, a pair of purple trousers, a pair of black socks, and a pair of golden glittery shoes. He is yet another fighter with a clear showcase of his wealthy background.
"OOOOOOOOHHHH!!! SUCH CONFIDENCE FROM THIS YOUNG MAN!!!"
"TELL ME JEREMIAH-KUN, WHAT DO YOU HOPE TO ACHIEVE ONCE YOU WIN THIS TOURNAMENT??"
"Heh! HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!! My answer is simple. INFLUENCE!! ONCE EVERYONE IN THE WORLD KNOWS MY NAME, I AM GOING TO USE MY OWN HYPE TO MAKE BUSINESSES BREAKTHROUGH!!! HAHAHAHAHAHA!! I AM GOING TO BECOME THE WEALTHIEST PERSON ON THIS PLANET!!!!"
"WOOWWW!! WHAT A BOLD AND HONEST ANSWER!!! FOLKS!!! GIVE IT UP FOR JEREMAH-SAN!!!"
"WOOOOOOOOOHHH!!!"
"GOOOOOO JEREMIAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHH!!"
"GET THAT BUCKS, JEREMIAH-SAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAANNNN!!!"
“HE’S ALSO HANDSOMEEEEEEE!!! KYAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHH!!!”
"AHAHAHAHAHAHA!! WHAT AN HONEST TO FAULT GUY!!! I LOVE PEOPLE OF HIS TYPE!! BAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!"
"ALRIGHT THEN DANIEL!! LET'S CONTINUE THIS FLOW!!! OUR NEXT FIGHTER!!! PLEASE COME FORWARD!!!"
The next fighter walks forward. This time it's a woman. She is 33 years old. She has beautiful and smooth white skin despite her age.
"Hi everyone!! I am your favorite single mother, Megumi Takeda!! I was born in Japan, but I moved away when I was very little, so I grew up in Canada, so my manners and such must be completely foreign to Japanese people."
Megumi Takeda has a short bob and dark brown hair. She puts the left part of her bang behind her ear. She has a pair of beautiful silver eyes with pretty and long, dark brown eyelashes. Her lip is bright red from the lipstick she wears. She wears a pink long-sleeved thick sweater, a pair of light grey trousers, and a pair of dark pink jelly shoes. She is 167cm tall and weighs around 81kg. Her body is quite meaty and fatty, but not to the point of actually being considered fat. Her bust size is F-cup.
"OHOHOHOHOHO!!! A single mother, huh? Where is your husband then? Has he passed away, madam? If you consider this question to be rude, then you can completely ignore it! HAHAHAHAHA!!"
"Oh! No no! It's fine!! My husband died a long time ago because of a terrorist attack that consisted solely of Believers. So, when I win this tournament, I am going to use my name, fame, and influence to create a law against such careless and brain-dead people who think they can just abuse their Faith power in the world!! Plus, I also want my two boys to grow up in a world that is slightly less crazy and insane!!"
"OHHHHHH!!! SUCH A NOBLE GOAL FOR SUCH A BEAUTIFUL MADAM!!!"
"MEGUMI-CHAAAAAAAAAAAAANNNN!!!!"
"I'LL BE YOUR NEW HUSBAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAANNDDDD!!!"
"WE WANT TO SUPPORT YOU AND YOUR KIDS, MEGUMI-CHAAAAAANNN!!"
“OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOHHHHHHHHHHH!!!”
"WOHOHOHOHOHO!!! SEEMS LIKE THE AUDIENCE REALLY LOVES YOU, MEGUMI-CHAN!!"
"COME TO THINK OF IT, RADOMIN-SAN!! YOU'RE STILL SINGLE, RIGHT?? HOW ABOUT IT, MEGUMI-CHAN?! DO YOU FIND RADOMIN OVER HERE ATTRACTIVE?!?!"
"BWAHAHAHAHAHAHA!! DROP IT DANIEL-SAN!! I AM TOO OLD FOR THE LIKES OF HER!! SHE NEEDS SOMEONE IN A MUCH YOUNGER AGE RANGE!!!"
"Oh, you two! Hahahahahaha!!"
"ALRIGHT FOLKS, ANOTHER CHEER FOR OUR LOVELY SINGLE MOTHER FIGHTER IN THE TOURNAMENT!!"
"MEGUMI-CHAAAAAAAAAAANNN!!!"
"MOMMMMYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYY!!!!"
"WE WANT YOU TO BE OUR MOMMYYYYYYYYYYYY!!!"
"MEGUMI-CHAAAAANNN!!! I WILL TREASURE YOUUUUUUUUUUUUUUU!!!"
"WAHAHAHAHAHAHAH!!! UNTO THE NEXT FIGHTER!!! LET'S GOOOOOOO!!"
Next to Megumi is another man.
"Pleased to meet you, my name is Sakaki Yuichi. I am also from Japan, but unlike Kenichi-san, I'm not here to win for Japan. I am a representative of Kenya, but I am here to win for myself. There's something I need that can only be achieved with money. The amount of money I got monthly from my Brawliever rank wasn't enough. I need the monthly paychecks that they give to the Believers ranked number 11 to 20. I want that position. And if that is still not enough, then I am going to sell the Awakening trophy in an online auction for even more money."
Sakaki Yuichi is 27 years old. He is 179cm tall and weighs around 74kg. He is slender and is only slightly muscular. He has long white hair tied in a low ponytail style. His hair reaches his back. He wears a white long-sleeved shirt with black buttons and a black vertical line in the middle from the top all the way to the bottom, a pair of black trousers, and a pair of white and blue sneakers. There is a black leather belt circling each side of his sleeves around the area of his upper arms.
"WOOOOOOOHHHHHHHH!!!"
"GOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!"
"SAKAKI-SAAAAAAAAAAAN!!!"
"YUICHI-KUUUUUUUUUUUUNN!!"
“KYAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHH!!!”
“HANDSOMEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!”
"What a declaration! To think that you'd admit it to everyone about wanting money and the fact that you'll sell the trophy, what an honest-to-fault guy you are, Sakaki-san!!"
"I HOPE YOU WIN THIS TOURNAMENT, YUICHI-KUN!!! I WANNA SEE A NEW FACE WITHIN THE RANKS OF NUMBER 11 TO 20!!! ALL RIGHT FOLKS, ONTO THE NEXT FIGHTER!!!!"
The next one is a young girl. She is 20 years old, and she is one of the youngest fighters in this entire tournament.
"HELLO EVERYONE!!! MY NAME IS ERIKA FREYA!! I AM OF A NOBILITY FROM GERMANY!!"
Erika stops talking mid-sentence. She summons a wooden palette in her left hand and a brush in her right hand. There are various paints in different colors resting on her palette. She dyes her brush pink, and she draws in the air. She is painting in the air the shape of a heart in pink as a greeting towards everyone in the audience.
"GUTEN TAG EVERYONE!!!"
Erika Freya has pale white skin. She wears a brown and black cap in reverse. She has silky, straight, smooth, long, yellow hair that reaches her back. Her bangs are very tidy, and it's clear that she takes care of her hair every day. She wears a pink and yellow short-sleeved T-shirt, a pair of short blue jeans, a pair of long socks with three stripes at the top, each with different colors, red, blue, and green, in that order, and a pair of light brown shoes. She carries a white waist bag. She polishes her nails in yellow. She also wears a lot of bracelets in various kinds on her right wrist. She is 166cm tall and weighs around 57kg. Her bust size is A-cup.
"WOOOOOOHHHHHH!!!"
"SHE'S CUTEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!"
"ERIKA-CHAAAAAAAAAAAAAANNN!!!"
"THANK YOU FOR THE HEARTS, WE LOVE YOUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUU!!!"
The audience cheers once again.
"WAHAHAHAHA!! Seems like you have a lot of fans, Erika-chan!!"
"AHAHAHAHA!! Now tell us, what is your goal of winning this tournament?"
"Once I win this tournament, I WILL MARRY MY BOYFRIEND!!! I WILL USE THE AWAKENING TROPHY AS AN ENGAGEMENT RING FOR HIM!! Ah!! I guess it’s an engagement trophy, not a ring! Hahahahaha!"
"WHAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAATTTTT??"
The entire audience was shocked at the reveal of Erika's boyfriend's existence, even though they had just met her. Not to mention her declaration to marry him. Some people were disappointed by the information, but the rest of them are cheering for her.
"BAHAHAHAHAHA!! I'VE BEEN A HOST FOR THE PAST 20 YEARS OF THIS EVENT. THIS IS THE FIRST TIME SOMEONE SAID THEIR GOAL IS TO USE THE TROPHY AS AN ENGAGEMENT 'RING'! BAHAHAHAHHAA!!"
"WOOOOWWW!! WHO IS THIS LUCKY MAN THAT HER OWN GIRLFRIEND WANTED TO GO TO A GLOBAL SCALE EVENT AND WINNING, JUST SO SHE CAN PROPOSE TO HIM???"
"Tehee!! I’m not telling who my beloved is!!"
Erika lets out her tongue as she strikes an adorable pose with one leg raised to the side, and her right hand making the peace sign next to her cheek.
"CUUUUTTTTTTEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!"
"ERIKA-CHAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAANNNNN!!"
“AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHH!!!!”
The audience fell in love with her all over again with that deadly pose.
"WAHAHAHAHHAA!! LET'S CONTINUE WITH THIS ATMOSPHERE AND CONTINUE TO THE NEXT PERSON!!"
