As Moxie and Wrath clashed, the sheer force of their collision sent shockwaves across the planet, shaking the very ground beneath everyone’s feet. The atmosphere trembled, and the sky itself seemed to ripple as if reality was being torn apart. In a matter of moments, both Moxie and Wrath vanished from sight.

The smoke cleared, and Moxie found himself standing in a void—an endless expanse of stars, nebulas, and fractured dimensions swirling together. He blinked in confusion, taking a step back as his eyes darted around. He was no longer on Earth. He was in the multiverse.

"Where...?" Moxie began, but before he could finish, Wrath’s booming voice echoed from behind him.

"Welcome, Moxie," Wrath said, his scythe resting on his shoulder. His eyes gleamed with a predatory smile. "You ever fear death?"

Moxie’s grip on his sword tightened as his breath hitched. "I don’t fear death, Wrath. But I sure as hell don’t plan on dying here today." His voice carried a mix of determination and tension.

Wrath twirled his scythe, his movements smooth and deliberate. "Heh. A brave one, I see. Let’s see if you can keep that bravado when your insides are decorating this void." He lunged forward, his scythe carving through the air with deadly precision.

Back on Earth, Insanity stood in the freezing wastelands of the South Pole, his breath visible in the cold. His eyes narrowed as he sensed the absence of both Moxie and Wrath. For a brief moment, he was distracted, and that was all Envy needed.

A wicked grin stretched across Envy’s face as he launched an attack. "What’s wrong, Insanity? Distracted by your boyfriend disappearing?" he taunted, his voice dripping with malice.

Insanity dodged just in time, twisting out of the way of Envy’s blade. "Not distracted," he replied coolly, "just thinking of the best way to shut you up."

Envy’s grin widened. "You think you’ve gotten stronger, huh? You’ve been powering up, but strength means nothing if I rip those guts out!" He lunged again, this time faster, his claws aimed for Insanity’s torso.

Insanity deflected the strike with one of his katanas, the blades sparking as they clashed. "You always did talk too much," he muttered, pushing Envy back. "Let’s see if you can back it up this time."

In the dense forest, Auforus was locked in a deadly battle against Greed. Massive skeletal arms sprouted from the ground, attempting to crush him as Greed teleported around, striking at every opportunity.

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"You can’t outrun me forever, Auforus," Greed sneered, his voice echoing through the trees. "You’ll tire eventually, and when you do, I’ll feast on your soul."

Auforus dodged another skeletal hand and fired a shot from his sniper, the bullet barely missing Greed as he teleported away. "You always think you’re faster than you are, Greed," Auforus replied, keeping his voice calm despite the pressure. "But you’re predictable."

Greed’s eyes flashed with irritation. "Predictable? I’ll show you predictable!" He teleported behind Auforus, only for Auforus to block his attack with his sniper rifle, sending both of them flying in opposite directions.

In the skies, Snow faced off against Lust. They hovered high above the ocean, the wind whipping around them. Lust, her skin barely covered by revealing clothing, looked Snow up and down with a smirk.

"You’re far too young to be fighting someone like me," Lust said with a sultry voice, tilting her head. "Why don’t you run along before you get hurt?"

Snow clenched her fists, her face flushing with anger. "You think I’m too young because I’m short? I’ll show you just how wrong you are!" she spat, her voice sharp and filled with fury.

Lust chuckled, her eyes gleaming with amusement. "Oh, darling, I meant no offense. But if you’re that eager to prove yourself, I suppose I can indulge you for a little while." She lazily flicked her hand, sending a wave of energy toward Snow.

Snow dodged effortlessly, her eyes narrowing. "You won’t be underestimating me for long," she muttered, readying herself for the next move.

Meanwhile, Xero stood alone in a quiet valley, scanning her surroundings. No Sin had shown up to face her yet, and the silence was unnerving. Unbeknownst to her, Pride was watching from a distance, his presence concealed as he observed her every move.

"Interesting," Pride murmured to himself, a small smile playing on his lips. "Let’s see how long she can stand in the silence before she cracks."

In the desert, Afuwafu found herself facing both Sloth and Gluttony. Sloth floated lazily above the ground, seemingly uninterested in the battle, while Gluttony charged at her with terrifying speed, his hulking form casting a shadow over the sand.

"You’ll make a fine meal, little one," Gluttony growled, saliva dripping from his mouth. "I can already taste your flesh."

Afuwafu stood her ground, her eyes narrowed. "You’ll have to catch me first, and I don’t plan on making that easy for you."

Gluttony roared with laughter. "Oh, I like it when they struggle!" He lunged at her, his massive hands swiping through the air.

Afuwafu dodged, her movements quick and precise. "Sloth," she called out, her voice cutting through the noise. "You just gonna float there while your friend does all the work?"

Sloth barely stirred, his voice lazy and uninterested. "I’m... tired," he muttered, yawning. "You handle it, Gluttony."

Gluttony grinned. "Don’t worry, Sloth. I’ve got this."

As the battles raged on across the planet, each of them knew that this was no ordinary fight. This was life or death, and every move could be their last. But even as they fought with everything they had, an unsettling truth lingered in the back of their minds—the real danger hadn’t even begun yet.

Far above the battlefield, Pride’s aura compressed as he waited, biding his time, watching, and waiting for the perfect moment to strike.