Gerald vs. Sweet: Clash of Chaos

The sky over Meh City flickered like a glitching screen. Gerald cracked his knuckles, his signature green aura pulsing around him as he stepped onto the arena floor.

Across from him stood Sweet—calm, smiling, way too confident. A soft pink glow shimmered around her, but everyone knew that meant trouble.

“So,” Gerald said, smirking, “you ready to lose?”

Sweet tilted her head. “I was born ready.”

ROUND ONE

Gerald charged first, launching a shockwave punch that split the ground. Sweet hopped back effortlessly, snapping her fingers. The air around Gerald suddenly felt heavy—like gravity doubled.

“Aw man—cheap move!” Gerald groaned, struggling.

Sweet laughed and sent a blast of energy shaped like a heart straight at him. Gerald barely blocked it, skidding across the ground.

ROUND TWO

Gerald slammed his hands together. “Alright, my turn.”

His aura flared brighter than ever. He vanished—teleporting behind Sweet—and unleashed a spinning kick. Sweet barely raised a shield in time, the impact sending sparks everywhere.

The crowd went wild.

Sweet wiped dust off her sleeve. “Okay… not bad.”

Her eyes glowed. The sky darkened. Energy spiraled around her as she unleashed her Sweet Surge, a rapid-fire combo of blasts that rained down like meteors.

Gerald gritted his teeth, blocking, dodging, and finally shouting, “GERALD MODE: MAX!”

He launched upward, breaking through the attacks, and slammed down with a thunderous удар that cracked the arena in half.

FINAL MOMENT

Smoke filled the air.

When it cleared, both were still standing—tired, scratched, but smiling.

Sweet extended her hand. “Call it a draw?”

Gerald laughed and shook it. “Yeah. But next time… I’m winning.”

The leaderboard flashed:

🥇 Gerald — Power: MAX

🥈 Sweet — Power: MAX

Result: LEGENDARY TIE