In the future, a clash of two powers occurs. A power that once nearly destroyed the world has now found a worthy opponent.
CLANG!!
A violent impact reverberates through the air. Two weapons. Two immense powers. And two vessels who were once brothers-in-arms.
"So it's you...."
"You are the one holding that power!"
"Heh, I figured as much, old friend."
The black-haired man with blood-red eyes stared intently at the white-haired figure whose cloak billowed in the wind.
"I was recreated by Him. Turns out, it's true."
The white-haired man stood up.
"You still carry that power, just like your predecessor."
"Kaizer...."
The man's blue eyes locked onto Kaizer, who only offered a faint smirk.
"Hahaha... whatever you say, Reus!"
"Let's see who truly stands at the peak!"
"Whether it's you... or me."
Both readied their weapons. Their gazes locked, narrowing with intent. The world seemed to grind to a halt. There was nothing left but a stare of pure dominance.
"COME AT ME!!"
Both lunged. Dirt and dust kicked up. The very air felt compressed as their weapons clashed once more.