Azalo-T Vs Someone

Failure

Someone is reformed, standing in front of the god who first created him once again. His memories flashed before him: the brutal defeat at the hands of the Azalo race. “You’ve disappointed me, since you cannot fight multiple at once; hunt Azalo-T this time. If you fail me again, you will NOT be given a third chance.” The god states, Someone quickly gathered himself and rushed to the last known location of Azalo-T.
Paul arrives at the village, far off from Earth, the usual spot Azalo-T lives at. He searches every home, soon finding Azalo-T working at a farm. “AZALO-T! I’VE COME FOR YOUR HEAD!” Paul announces, his tone fierce and unwavering. Azalo-T sighs; he was done with fighting random people after the whole thing with Etho. “I'm retired, go hunt another Azalo. Or another person in general.” Azalo-T suggests. “Too bad for you; I'm here to kill you only, no arguments,” Paul states as he prepares to rush Azalo-T. -T blocks Paul’s strike, throwing him back and using magic to transport them to a different planet rapidly. “Fine, I’ll fight you. Due to my disinterest, I'll give everything I have so that this fight will go by far faster.” Azalo-T comments.

A redeeming failure

Azalo-T carves symbols into the air, rewriting how velocity works for himself only before rapidly accelerating to Paul. Paul swiftly dodges, deflecting a few strikes before using The Frost to freeze Azalo-T. Azalo-T breaks the ice instantly, carving more symbols into the air. “Allow me to show you how Pure Reality Manipulation works. Reality Manipulation, carving structure; Soul usage.” Azalo-T chants, forcing physical and soul damage to swap for himself. Paul can only stare, not knowing how Azalo-T can rewrite reality itself.
Paul forms a large field around them, trapping Azalo-T in far heavier gravity than normal. Azalo-T forms a sword from mana, slashing the air and shattering the field. Azalo-T rushes Paul, slashing horizontally with his momentum. Paul ducks swiftly, following up with a spinning hook kick. Paul charges Azalo-T as he regains, grappling and using The Frost to freeze him briefly. Many slashes appear on the ice, the block shattering into small chunks as Azalo-T grabs Paul by the throat. The ice shards turn into Terra Metal, growing into large spines and stabbing into Paul before Azalo-T throws him far. Paul tears the spines out, healing his injuries in seconds before throwing every spine at Azalo-T, imbuing them with magic for a practically immovable object. Azalo-T tears through every spine, erasing them before charging full speed at Paul. Paul conjures a large spiked wall from mana, using reality manipulation to form it into magnesium. ‘Dumbass’ Azalo-T thinks as he forces clouds above to rain. Flashes of light fill the air and sky, Paul unable to see where Azalo-T is. Azalo-T continues his relentless onslaught, beating Paul to a pulp. Paul reduces the Magnesium to dust from a distance before standing to face Azalo-T. “What is the point in this?” Azalo-T questions, leaving no room for bullshit, Paul could somehow bring up. “To kill you, idiot,” Paul answers, giving no hesitation.

A truly “God-like” battle

Azalo-T pulls the water from the clouds, forming it into many ballista bolts and raining it down on Paul. Paul catches a few of the bolts, throwing them at others while rushing toward Azalo-T. Many ballista bolts land around Paul, then coalesce into thermite fireworks and detonate. Paul uses The Frost to resist the thermite's heat,  soon teleporting behind Azalo-T. “Soul manipulation: Burn.” Paul chants, Azalo-T side-kicking Paul away as he dampens the soul fire. “Pussy magic,” Azalo-T mutters as he puts the soul fire out. A crow appears nearby, dropping a note on Azalo-T’s shoulder and disappearing into thin air. Azalo-T read the note out loud. “2 days ago, half the Azalo race was wiped out by a new god known as ‘Someone’. The Azalo killed were: Azalo-L, Azalo-Q, Azalo-R, Werner, Azalo-H, Azalo-F, Azalo-K, Azalo-A1, -A2, and -A3. Care to explain this? Someone.” Azalo-T says fiercely. Paul stares triumphantly, knowing Azalo-T was pissed. “Yeah, that was me. I'm proud of it,” Paul responds. “neviG htgnerts, rewop dnoyeb.” Azalo-T chants. ‘The fuck did he just say?’ Paul thinks. Azalo-T pulls back an imaginary bow string, releasing it while aimed at a nearby moon, destroying the moon and sending the fragments raining down on the planet. Paul dodges the moon shards, firing a few mana bolts at Azalo-T to stall. Azalo-T throws a pure white orb at Paul, which explodes with the force of a warhead. Paul uses The Frost to nullify the heat, converting all the gamma radiation to alpha. Crimson red chains form on Azalo-T’s wrists as he attempts to cast a spell, a giant red crystal formation floating above, holding the chains. Azalo-T tears the chains off, the crystals shattering as he charges straight to Paul. Paul clashes with Azalo-T, their mana flowing out in large whips. Azalo-T grabs one of the strings, punches Paul in the face, and lashes at him with the string of mana as it disperses. “Have you seen this before!” Azalo-T yells as he rushes to Paul, attacking his defense head-on. Large bolts and sparks of black and red fill the air as Azalo-T’s punch lands, sending Paul across the destroyed valley. “Eons given to that thing, no one has given a proper understanding. Not even your own masters, fool.” Azalo-T rants.

Paul tears the ground from under Azalo-T, redirecting all the rubble straight to him. Azalo-T hops around the rubble, landing in front of Paul and delivering a powerful uppercut. Paul stops himself in the air, rapidly healing the area and firing many lightning bolts at Azalo-T. Azalo-T grabs one of the bolts, forming a spear from the lightning and throwing it straight at Paul. Azalo-T rushes behind the spear, soon splitting into two paths for Paul to block. Paul grabs the spear to slash Azalo-T in the stomach before kicking him away, throwing the spear after him. Azalo-T grabs the spear, absorbing the mana and firing it back out as a powerful ray of energy. As Paul dodges the ray, Azalo-T suddenly appears in front of him. “1st Torrent!” Azalo-T chants as he throws a 720 spinning hook kick, slamming his foot into Paul’s head and doing extensive soul damage. Paul uses soul manipulation to heal, leaving himself vulnerable. Azalo-T carves symbols into the air, rewriting reality again to completely disable healing abilities.
“Asshole…” Paul mutters, teleporting in front of Azalo-T and swapping their positions for a back kick. Azalo-T catches the kick and whips Paul into the nearby rubble. Paul uses gravity manipulation to move the rubble before sending it all toward Azalo-T once again. Azalo-T slowly walks through the attack, swatting the rubble flying around him. Azalo-T suddenly and rapidly appears in front of Paul, slashing straight through him, though no damage is done. “That was incredible, that was-, you just had a near-death experience. That’s what it feels like when you'll die to me.” Azalo-T says before casting, something. Paul quickly pulls high defense, Azalo-T passing straight through it and shattering the shields Paul put up. Though Paul feels no damage, Azalo-T’s old rewrites are working against him. Paul rushes Azalo-T, slamming him into the floor before summoning many fireflies with reality manipulation. A powerful beam of light slams into the area containing Azalo-T, the strike lasting over 20 seconds. Suddenly, as the light fades, many eyes appear across the land. Every eye stares deeply at Paul as Azalo-T rises with zero damage taken from the light. “I got… many eyes on you, no hiding,” Azalo-T warns before rushing, two-handed palm striking Paul and following up with a grapple. Paul attempts a backhand to the neck, Azalo-T catching the counter as if he already knew Paul's plan. Azalo-T continues to dominate hand-to-hand combat, the Eyes reading every move Paul makes and sending the information to Azalo-T in milliseconds. Paul uplifts the crust again, destroying every eye and creating a large tornado with the rubble.

Azalo-T forces the wind to be tangible, spinning the tornado in the opposite direction with his reality manipulation. Paul decides to use his trump card, charging Azalo-T and using a clone to distract. Azalo-T fights off the clone, not realizing Paul is behind him. Paul lands a clean palm strike with soul manipulation. “SOUL MANIPULATION; COLLAPSE!” Paul calls, Azalo-T instantly slamming to the ground and attempting to reinforce himself. “Fuck… !thgirf fo yad s'eno rednu ,thgil s'noom lluf a rednu ebyaM .thgim etanutrof a ot em ekat ,sthgilB tneicna ,thgil tneicnA” Azalo-T chants, his form seemingly dematerializing with an orange light, a carved pumpkin left where he resided.