Anime is an Outer God's Playground

The moment Hiro's fist clenched, the entire Throne Room seemed to ripple. His hypercharge energy flared in waves of blue and white, engulfing him in a blinding aura. The raw power surged through his muscles, hardening every fiber in his body and sending a pulsating wave of energy that caused cracks to spread along the marble floor beneath his feet.

Ainz, unfazed by the display, began his own chant, his voice low and commanding. The ground around him darkened, shadows gathering as a sphere of malevolent energy coalesced in his hand. "Maximize Magic: Black Hole," he intoned, and with a wave, the dark void shot toward Hiro.

Hiro dodged at the last second, the black hole grazing past him as it obliterated a massive column nearby, crumbling it to dust. In response, he charged forward, fists blazing with energy as he prepared a devastating punch. Ainz waved a bony hand calmly in his direction.

"Wall of Skeletons," Ainz commanded, and from the very floor, skeletons arose like soldiers, forming a barrier between himself and Hiro. Without his katana, Hiro was forced to punch his way through each skeleton. His fists shattered bone, but each strike cost him precious time and energy.

Ducking and weaving, Hiro managed to close the distance, his knuckles striking through the last skeleton as he lunged toward Ainz. But the Overlord was already prepared. "Gravity Maelstrom," Ainz whispered, and Hiro was suddenly yanked down by an invisible force, his body crashing to the floor as the spell forced his entire weight against him.

Hiro grunted, straining against the crushing pressure, his muscles burning. Summoning his hypercharge, he roared, forcing himself up inch by inch until he broke free from the spell's grip. He launched himself forward, a blur of speed as he swung his fist toward Ainz's face. This time, Ainz couldn't avoid the hit.

The blow connected, a shockwave rippling through the Throne Room as Ainz was hurled backward. Dust and debris erupted, momentarily clouding the room. But through the settling dust, Ainz's glowing red eyes remained unyielding, fixed on Hiro.

"Impressive," Ainz said, brushing off his cloak, which shimmered slightly, healing whatever damage Hiro's punch might have inflicted. "But let's see how long you can keep up with this." He lifted a hand, conjuring another spell. "Reality Slash."

A wave of pure, shimmering magic sliced through the air toward Hiro. He dodged, but the spell grazed his arm, leaving a deep cut despite his hypercharged resistance. Gritting his teeth, Hiro charged back in, unwilling to give Ainz any breathing room.

Every punch Hiro threw, Ainz countered with magic: walls of fire, spirals of ice, blasts of dark energy that erupted from the floor. Hiro pushed through each one, hypercharge surging to heal and strengthen him, but he was slowing. Each of Ainz's spells was an assault on his stamina.

Then Ainz raised his hands. "Tier 10 Magic: Reality Abyss."

The very air darkened, a crushing void enveloping Hiro. A feeling of absolute dread filled him, gnawing at his resolve. Shadows swirled, whispering of death, each one a reflection of Hiro's struggles, his doubts. It was as if the void wanted to consume him, body and spirit alike.

With a defiant roar, Hiro's fists lit up with renewed hypercharge energy. He slammed both hands into the ground, sending a shockwave outward that broke the illusion of the void, dispersing the dark energy as he forced himself to his feet.

His breath was ragged, his energy waning, but he refused to stop. "Is that all you've got, Ainz?" he shouted, his fists crackling with raw power.

Ainz smirked, almost as if he were impressed. "Then let's see how well you handle this," he said, lifting both hands above him. "Meteor Fall."

High above, the ceiling of the Throne Room split open, and Hiro glanced up to see fiery meteors cascading down toward him. Each one glowed with fierce, burning energy that could vaporize him on contact. With no choice, he entered a hypercharged frenzy, his fists swinging furiously as he punched the meteors one by one, exploding them into bursts of fire and smoke.

But each impact drained him, pushing his hypercharge to the edge. His arms grew heavy, his vision blurred. As the last meteor shattered under his punch, he collapsed to one knee, gasping for air.

Ainz approached him calmly, his voice chilling. "This is the end, Hiro. I admire your resolve, but power without endurance is futile."

Summoning the last bit of his strength, Hiro looked up, defiance in his gaze. With his fists still clenched, he muttered, "I don't… care… how many times it takes. I will… defeat you." He forced himself up, his hypercharge reigniting, though the flame was faint.

But Ainz was already ready to end it. "Death Touch." His skeletal hand reached forward, crackling with dark energy.

In a final, desperate move, Hiro swung his fist, hypercharge blazing around it. His punch met Ainz's hand, and for a split second, raw energy and dark magic collided, filling the Throne Room with a blinding light as the two forces battled for supremacy.

The explosion tore through the room, leaving both combatants blasted backward, gasping for breath. Ainz rose first, unfazed but visibly impressed. Hiro lay on the ground, his strength completely spent.

"You've come far, Hiro," Ainz acknowledged, a hint of respect in his voice. "But this is where it ends."

Hiro, barely able to keep his eyes open, forced a weak smile. "Not… yet," he muttered, his spirit unbroken, even in the face of defeat.

The Throne Room trembled as Hiro roared, "HYPERCHARGE UNLEASHED!" He felt the power surge through him, his own body absorbing the unimaginable energy he'd usually channel through his katana. Raw, crackling energy poured from every inch of his being, his strength multiplying tenfold, his skin practically glowing with the power. A fierce storm of energy radiated outward, his aura a pulsing storm of blue light and sparks.

Ainz watched from across the chamber, a faint smirk of intrigue crossing his face as he analyzed Hiro's transformation. But Hiro wasn't finished. With a snap of his fingers, he uttered, "Overdrive."

In an instant, the entire room became a sea of hypercharged energy, an explosion so immense it was like a blazing star had erupted within the walls of Nazarick. The force tore through the vast chamber, devouring everything in its path, obliterating pillars, tapestries, and floors alike. The once-grand Throne Room was swallowed by a blinding inferno, surging outward in waves as the very air seemed to ignite.

As the explosion receded, leaving behind a smoldering crater where the throne room once stood, Hiro remained, his breathing heavy, his gaze locked on Ainz. "You wanted to see my strength," he called out, his voice echoing. "Then take it all!"

But Ainz, unshaken, lowered his barrier and straightened himself, his gaze meeting Hiro's. "So, this is what it feels like to face you at your peak," Ainz mused, his tone amused yet resolute. "I commend you, Hiro. But I'm afraid it's still not enough."

As Hiro's blazing hypercharge aura pushed through the room, Ainz began to chant in a deep, resonant voice, his bony fingers weaving through the air. Suddenly, the throne room seemed to melt away, replaced by a hellish landscape filled with rivers of magma and skies thick with swirling ash. Columns of fire erupted around them, casting a searing light on Hiro's determined expression.

"Welcome," Ainz intoned, his voice echoing with a spectral resonance, "to your final battlefield. My Super-Tier Spell: inferno Dominion." The spell transformed the entire area, amplifying the oppressive heat and draining energy from everything living within its bounds. Hiro felt his strength waning, the heat unbearable even with his hypercharge, but he roared through the exhaustion, charging at Ainz.

"Feel the weight of the cursed souls," Ainz said, raising a skeletal hand as he summoned Soulbind Abyss. Shadows clawed their way up from the ground, forming spectral chains that lashed toward Hiro.

Ainz's eyes flashed as he invoked Pyre of the Damned, a fiery vortex erupting at Hiro's feet, forcing him to leap back just as the ground beneath him melted. Each flicker of flame held the trapped cries of lost souls, haunting and relentless.

Hiro gritted his teeth, slamming his fists into the ground to steady himself. His hypercharge crackled with raw power, fighting against the oppressive curse. "Is that all you've got, Ainz?"

Ainz only chuckled, raising his hands once more as the entire hellish landscape seemed to close in, a dark, foreboding force coalescing around him. "I am only beginning."

The infernal landscape pulsed with deadly energy as Hiro and Ainz's powers clashed, setting the battlefield ablaze with uncontainable force. Ainz's skeletal grin widened as he raised both hands, summoning spirals of dark energy that twisted with malevolent intent.

"Pit of Eternal Suffering!" he chanted, and the ground split open, revealing a swirling void of red-hot magma beneath Hiro. The air itself felt alive with curses, every breath Hiro took weighed down with invisible chains of despair. He staggered slightly, feeling the oppressive force trying to pull him in, but he clenched his fists, shouting through gritted teeth.

"FUCK!" Hiro roared, slamming his foot down. A shockwave of hypercharged energy burst from him, cracking the cursed ground and pushing the hellish vortex back. His whole body surged with power, a furious storm of raw energy that sent cracks racing through the ground as if his mere presence were tearing the world apart.

Ainz laughed, unfazed. "You are persistent. But against me, persistence only prolongs the inevitable."

He thrust his hands forward, and spectral flames roared into existence around Hiro, forming rings of infernal fire that shrieked with the tortured souls bound to them. The flames lunged toward Hiro, licking at his armor, each contact burning with the suffering of countless lifetimes. Hiro batted them away, each swing of his arm scattering the flames but leaving his skin scorched and his strength drained.

With a swift incantation, Ainz brought forth Malediction's Embrace, a dome of writhing shadows that closed in on Hiro from every angle. The walls pulsed with energy, seemingly alive, filled with dark whispers that clawed at Hiro's mind, threatening to drown him in despair. But Hiro only snarled, raising his fists to his sides.

"Hypercharge Overdrive!" he bellowed, channeling his remaining energy into a single, explosive punch. His fist collided with the shadowy walls, the shockwave obliterating the dark dome in a fiery explosion that lit up the entire hellscape.

The very air vibrated with the force of the blast, disintegrating nearby stone columns and sending rubble flying. Ainz took a step back, his skeletal form momentarily obscured by the dust and debris. But as the dust settled, he was revealed, untouched and grinning with dark amusement.

"Impressive. Yet insufficient," Ainz said, his voice a sinister echo. He raised one hand, and the ground erupted beneath Hiro, who was forced to leap back as a massive, skeletal hand made of molten lava reached up, swiping at him.

"Hand of Hades," Ainz murmured, commanding the molten hand to follow Hiro relentlessly. It smashed into the ground with a fiery impact each time Hiro dodged, leaving craters in its wake. He dodged left, then right, finally vaulting over the hand, which slammed down and created a shockwave that sent Hiro tumbling back.

Gasping, Hiro steadied himself and glared at Ainz, who was already weaving another incantation. Hiro's fists crackled with pure, unfiltered energy as he prepared for one last charge. Summoning every last ounce of strength, he sprinted forward, ignoring the flames and curses surrounding him.

With a triumphant cry, Hiro launched himself at Ainz, his hypercharged punch shattering the air like a cannon blast. The explosion of force tore through the hellish landscape, sending tremors across the floor, and, for a brief moment, the entire room was filled with blinding light.

But as the light faded, Hiro saw Ainz still standing, barely damaged, his gaze icy and unwavering.

"Impressive effort."

Hiro's body burned with power as he unleashed the full force of his hypercharge. "OVERDRIVE!" he roared, and the Throne Room shuddered. The raw energy erupted from him, devouring the very fabric of Ainz's cursed domain. Blue and white energy surged outward, warping reality as Hiro's aura expanded, swallowing everything in its path. Ainz's infernal landscape, once a fiery hellscape, began to collapse, evaporating in the face of Hiro's overwhelming might.

Ainz watched with growing concern as his Super-Tier spell unraveled. The fire, the magma, the shadows—everything was consumed by Hiro's explosion of power. Hiro stood at the center of the destruction, breathing heavily but defiant. His energy surged even as his body trembled from exhaustion.

"There goes my Super-Tier Spell..." Ainz clicks his tongue.

The Overdrive continued, enveloping Hiro in a crackling storm of energy that spiraled into a protective cocoon. His body expanded, muscles defined, and his aura intensified. The shell shattered, revealing Hiro in a godlike form, with energy armor and glowing veins. Lightning streaked from his movements, the ground cracking beneath his power. Hiro stood, transformed, his gaze unwavering on Ainz. "Now," he said, his voice calm yet resolute, "let's finish this."

Hiro's power surged uncontrollably, and with every strike, the very foundations of Nazarick groaned under the strain. The air around him crackled, distorted by his raw energy. Ainz's protective barrier shattered with each punch, the force radiating outward, sending shockwaves through the Throne Room. The once-imposing architecture of Nazarick began to tremble, as though the entire dungeon itself was reacting to the intensity of Hiro's power.

With a furious roar, Hiro charged, his fists blurring with incomprehensible speed. Each punch landed with earth-shattering force, cracking the walls, causing marble pillars to crumble into dust. The floor beneath their feet split, the cracks spidering outward like a living thing, sending debris scattering in every direction. The room itself seemed to bend, reality warping under the intensity of the battle.

Ainz struggled to keep up, barely able to react to Hiro's onslaught. The Overlord's spells, no matter how powerful, were obliterated by the sheer magnitude of Hiro's power. Hiro's fists tore through the air with such force that the ground beneath them cracked and collapsed, entire sections of the room disintegrating into nothingness.

Nazarick's walls cracked, and distant explosions reverberated through the entire floor. The Throne Room's once-gilded columns crumbled, the ceiling cracking open as if the entire dungeon was being consumed by the chaos of Hiro's destructive energy. "You... You're destroying my EVERYTHING!" Ainz gasped, his voice laced with disbelief as he stumbled back.

Hiro's aura, now a furious storm of energy, continued to pulse and grow, sending shockwaves through every corner of the room. The force of his power was collapsing the dungeon around them. "This is your end, Ainz!" Hiro roared, his final strike sending a shockwave that fractured the very core of the throne room. The world around them shook violently, threatening to collapse entirely.

Ainz's skeletal face twisted in frustration and disbelief as Hiro's power continued to tear through Nazarick's Throne Room. With every punch Hiro landed, the very walls of the dungeon trembled, cracks spidering through the floor, the ceiling groaning as if it would collapse at any moment. Hiro's hypercharge aura blazed fiercely, surging through the air with devastating force. The destruction was unstoppable.

"This... is impossible," Ainz muttered, his voice low but filled with disbelief. The room shook violently as another fist from Hiro sent a massive shockwave across the throne room, tearing down entire columns in a cascade of crumbling stone. Nazarick itself was collapsing around them.

Hiro stepped forward, a gleam of resolve in his eyes. "You were arrogant, Ainz. You thought this dungeon would protect you. But now… you'll watch it all burn."

Ainz's heart raced, the weight of the situation sinking in. Nazarick's foundation was crumbling. If he didn't act now, everything would be lost. He gripped the ring on his finger—a once-forgotten artifact, one of his last trump cards. It shimmered with a faint, ethereal glow. The Ring of Once-Upon-a-Star. A super-tier item capable of rewriting fate itself. It was meant to be used in the most desperate of times, but this was one of those moments.

The air grew cold around him as he raised his hand, activating the spell, "O' Star of almighty power, I command you to stop the Collapse and Ignite my Fire." Ainz commanded, his voice unwavering despite the chaos that surrounded him.

For a moment, nothing happened. Hiro's furious energy continued to tear through the room, his fists leaving ripples in the very fabric of reality. Then, suddenly, the air around them shimmered with an overwhelming pressure. A great pulse of energy surged out from Ainz's ring, expanding rapidly, crackling with cosmic energy. It felt like the very laws of reality were bending.

Ainz gritted his teeth, feeling the full weight of the spell's burden. His magic was stretching every ounce of his strength as the ring's power engulfed the entire Throne Room. "Nazarick… will not fall," he muttered through clenched teeth.

Hiro's momentum faltered for a split second, his eyes narrowing as the very ground beneath them began to shift. The cracks in the floor halted their expansion. The entire room began to freeze in time, a bubble of reality locking them in place. Ainz's aura flared, the once-unstoppable destruction slowing to a crawl.

"You think this will stop me?" Hiro roared, his voice filled with defiance, but his movements began to slow. The energy from his hypercharge collided against the shimmering barrier Ainz had created, but it struggled to break through. Hiro's fists still crackled with power, but his strikes were no longer reaching Ainz.

"Yes," Ainz replied coldly, stepping forward, his cloak swirling around him as the magic from the ring continued to rewrite reality, pushing back against Hiro's fury. "I will stop you, Hiro. Nazarick is mine. And no matter how much you burn it, I will defend it."

With every pulse of the ring's energy, the cracks in the walls of Nazarick began to heal. The floor, once on the verge of caving in, stabilized. The ceiling, which had been moments away from collapsing, slowly began to reconstruct itself, stone shifting back into place as though the dungeon itself was resisting Hiro's power.

Hiro's eyes flickered with shock, but his resolve didn't waver. "This… this isn't over, Ainz!" he shouted, his voice full of raw determination. "You might be able to freeze it for now, but nothing can stop me!"

But Ainz stood tall, his hand extended, the magic flowing from the ring like a river of light. "It's over, Hiro. This fight… is finished."

The ground cracked, the energy clashing as Hiro struggled against Ainz's spell. The ring's cosmic influence halted the collapse of Nazarick for now, but Ainz could feel the toll it was taking on his body, draining him with each passing second. His breathing became shallow, but his focus was unshakable.

Ainz took a slow, deliberate step toward Hiro. "Nazarick lives. And your defiance ends here."

"Let me explain to you why." Ainz adds.

It sent a shiver down Hiro's spine.

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