The young doctor gave the two a warm, bright smile and saluted them.
"I look forward to seeing your potential young ladies."
The crowd was cheering and rousing along as the final event seemed to draw closer. If any of the three contestants willed themselves to looked, they can spot some of the onlookers placing bets to a man in leather armor walking among them with a record book. The noon sun seemed to look down on everyone until the clouds seem to drift over it, shadowing the makeshift Colosseum.
Amidst all of the crowd, there seems to be a prominent sound that sticks out even amongst the massive mix of multiple voices and sounds.
[small]"*************!"[/small]
It was hard to make out but there was definitely a low sound that seemed to stick out from everything else.
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"*a****a*****a***!"[/small]
It seemed to get louder as the seconds ticked away, just barely becoming audible.
"*a*a*a****a*a**a*!"
It was definitely getting louder, becoming easier and easier to hear out of the crowd.
"Ha***a***a*H*a**a*!"
It only seemed to get louder and louder, booming and roaring until it alone complete drowned out the entire crowd.
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"HA HA HAHAHA HAA HA HA HA HAAAAA HAHA!!!"[/big]
Let in a loud crash, a blast of light erupted on the opposite side of the arena platform the three finalists stood on. The ambiance and explosiveness was like a lightning bolt strike the spot with all intent to destroy the ground. A cloud of dust billowed out where the blast was, dispersing gradually by the air alone. When the dust finally settled, what stood there was a towering figure radiating power and masculinity.
"ARE YOU READYYYY???" A booming voice of authority and might came from the powerful figure. "YOUR KING IS HEEEEREE!!"
- The Giant:
The man stood a colossal ten feet high with bronze skin and silver hair. His rippling muscles looked powerful but tighten and compact, a build that radiated explosive power carried by agility and speed. His wild long hair flowed in the wind contrasting his solid stance. His eyes were bright with a fiery passion. His left eye was green as lush grass while his right eye glowed with a clear violet pentagram in place of an iris. His smile was wide, showing off rows of pearly white teeth. He wore an open vest and breeches that was a mix of leather and metal plates. Around his neck hung a pendant but instead of a precious stone he had a spearhead hanging over his chest which looked minuscule compared to his massive frame. It seemed like an insignificant trinket, but the message was clear. It was the motto of the Fighter's Guild. "I am the vanguard, the defender, the spearhead. I will pierce through the heavens themselves."
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"HA HA HAHAHA HAA HA HA HA HAAAAA HAHA!!!"[/big]
The man laughed out loud, his voice booming through the air, deafening everyone to everything else aside from his voice.
"I! AM! ZANGEN!" the man announced loudly, raising his around to the air, his fists clenched and pointed to the sky as if challenging the heavens above with no reserve. His voice carried weight and authority, his stance solid, and his passion ablaze in his eyes and smile. This man who gained the nickname The Giant was showing in every way how and why he was large and in charge. This was the famed founder and leader of the fighter's guild.
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"HA HA HAHAHA HAA HA HA HA HAAAAA HAHA!!!"[/big]
Then, he dropped his arms and looked at the three finalists standing twenty meters away from him. His chin was lowered, his smile thin and prideful. He was looking down at all three of them and it wasn't just because of his height.
"Forty-eight entered, only three remain," he stated. His eyes looked at each of them, studying them before he closed his eyes and breathed deep in.
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"HA HA HAHAHA HAA HA HA HA HAAAAA HAHA!!!"[/big]
He spread his arms wide in a boisterous gesture, his head cocked to the side as he grinned widely.
"To think that two girls would make it this far!" he announced loudly. "Amazing. That's amazing! I acknowledge your talent and determination! HA HAHA HA HA!"
Then he jabbed a finger, pointing at the young doctor, who has crossed his arms behind his head and stood leaning on his left leg nonchalantly.
"But even more is you," Zangen barked haughtily. "You entered last year just to annoy me and dropped out, but here you are now pushing to my finals, old man."
The young doctor dropped his arms and shoved his hands in his coat pockets. He looked at Zangen with only one eye opened. Zangen cracked his knuckles while chuckling, as if barely able to contain his want to punch the doctor in the face.
"Twenty years later and you're still messing with me, old man," Zangen stated with a smug smirk. "Did you dust off your walking shoes just to mess with me?"
"Am I not allowed to check up on an old student, brat?" the doctor asked back at the towering guildmaster who looked to be in his late thirties if not older. "Besides, I got to meet some interesting people."
Zangen crossed his arms and chuckled snidely at the doctor's remark. "You haven't changed at all. How do you stay so young lookin' anyway?"
"Well I am a doctor."
"That explains nothing!"
Marshalls cracked his neck left and right and started stretching, proceeding to only taunt the giant man barking at him.
"You've certainly gotten fair since your time under my wing," Marshalls stated. "So then, what is your dream right now, hm?"
At this, Zangen smirked. He spread his arms wide, bearing his chest open and raised his head high.
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"I! AM! GOING! TO! BE! KING!"[/big]
His voiced bellowed across the arena, ringing in the ears of all in the vicinity like the bells of a church tower.
"I am going to create a country free from war, famine, discrimination, and inequality," he announced loudly for all to hear and witness. "As long as you are willing to work, you will not starve. As long as you help others, others will help you. No strengths or talents will be wasted merely due to funds or station. If we all work together, we can create a country where everyone is happy! That is the dream that my guild- no! My friends and family all work towards!"
As if mimicking the giant man, Marshalls raised his head and laughed out loud.
"And where will you build your castle?" Marshalls asked loudly.
Zangen smirked and raised and arm high, pointing with a single finger upwards.
"I will build my castle.... IN THE SKY!"
Nothing in his tone hinted at a joke. Nothing in his posture was non-serious. Nothing in his words said that this is what might happen but is a statement of what will happen.
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"HA HA HAHAHA HAA HA HA HA HAAAAA HAHA!!!"[/big]
As if beating everyone else to it, Zangen laughed out loud before anyone could laugh at his statement.
"I know what you're thinking," the giant stated matter-of-factly. "That dream is impossible, right??"
He spread his arms wide and grinned widely with his head held high. It felt as if he was pulling everyone towards him, the look in his eyes filled with passion and resolution.
"[big]OF COURSE IT IS!![/big]" he shouted loudly, his voice pushing everyone back through its pressure alone. "[big]IT IS THE GREATEST STRENGTH OF A MAN TO AIM AND FULFILL THE IMPOSSIBLE!!!!![/big]"
Then in a grand show, he placed a hand on his hip and jabbed a thumb to point at himself.
"I! AM! ZANGEN!" he roared out loud. "AND! I! WILL! BE! KING! WHO THE HELL ELSE CAN I BE??"