Marshmallow stood triumphant and his figure wrapped in an aura of primordial power that made the air itself tremble. His companions, still on the ground and bleeding, stared at him with stunned expressions, unable to believe the transformation they had just witnessed.

Lynx, despite her wounds, found the strength to speak. "Holy crap, everything's changed," she mumbled. The others could only nod silently, still too shocked to form words.

But BloodLust wasn't defeated, not yet. With a roar of rage that seemed to shake the very foundations of the dimension, he took flight with brutal force, emerging from the pit his own body had created. The sight that greeted everyone's eyes was far from the regal image BloodLust had always tried to project.

His clothes, once elegant and impeccable, were now reduced to bloody rags. His hair, usually perfectly groomed, was all over the place. His body was covered in wounds and bruises, and his face, once beautiful and aristocratic, was now swollen and battered like a rotten fruit.

Marshmallow couldn't hold back a mocking smile. His Oni face, with those hundreds of voices overlapping in an eerie chorus, made the scene even more surreal. "BloodLust," he said, "you've lost. I'm stronger than you. Accept death without making a fuss. I'll guarantee you a painless death if you stay right where you are."

Marshmallow's words hit BloodLust like slaps. Never in his entire existence had he felt so humiliated, so mortal. But the anger, that primordial rage that had always fueled his power, began to boil in his veins again.

"You fool!" he screamed. "I haven't lost yet, don't celebrate victory because you haven't seen anything of my powers yet."

With a theatrical gesture, BloodLust raised his arms to the sky. The entire dimensional plane shook violently as if it were about to collapse on itself. Marshmallow's companions found themselves tossed in all directions, desperately clinging to whatever handhold they could find. Only Marshmallow remained motionless with his feet firmly planted on the ground and his eyes fixed on his enemy.

And then, with a roar that seemed to tear the very fabric of reality, it emerged. A colossus of impossible proportions, a creature that seemed to have been ripped from the darkest nightmares of the universe. Its skin was a mosaic of obsidian and sapphire scales, reflecting light in unnatural ways. Eyes like pools of molten lava gleamed on a face that seemed a grotesque fusion between a dragon and a Kraken. Spiny tentacles writhed around a massive body, each as long as a skyscraper and strong enough to break mountains.

"Behold, Marshmallow!" BloodLust thundered. "This is the Cosmic Abomination, my most powerful Overdrive after Ascension. Born from the fusion of my Very Unique Skills, it's a being that transcends the boundaries between dimensions. I don't know what you've become, but even you, with all your new powers, won't be able to resist its fury!"

The Cosmic Abomination emitted a sound that didn't belong to this world. The air itself seemed to solidify for an instant, and waves of dark energy radiated from the creature, making reality itself tremble.

But Marshmallow wasn't intimidated. His face, still transfigured into that Oni mask, contorted into a defiant grin. "Impressive, BloodLust," he admitted. "But you haven't seen everything I'm capable of yet."

With a fluid gesture, Marshmallow summoned his weapons. The Supernova Titan Hammer appeared in his right hand. In his left, the Titanic Sword of Flames materialized. "You've made a fatal mistake, BloodLust," Marshmallow declared. "You've pushed me beyond my limits, and now you'll witness the birth of a power that goes beyond your understanding."

"OVERDRIVE: SPIRIT INFUSION!"

A wave of pure life energy radiated from his body, enveloping his weapons, his armor, and his helmet. Before the incredulous eyes of all present, the legendary objects began to pulse with their own life.

The Supernova Titan Hammer was the first to transform. It grew to titanic dimensions and its head became a sphere of compressed solar energy, capable of making the brightest stars pale in comparison. The handle lengthened and twisted, forming mighty limbs. In a few moments, where there was once a hammer, now stood a giant of metal and fire, as tall as a mountain, with a crown of solar flames dancing around its head.

The Titanic Sword of Flames underwent an equally spectacular metamorphosis. The blade widened and bifurcated, forming demonic wings of obsidian. The body of the sword transformed into a muscular torso, and the hilt became a head crowned with curved horns. The result was a colossal demon, whose skin seemed made of cooled lava, with cracks showing the hellfire burning within.

The Primordial Dragon Armor came to life with a roar that shook the heavens. The scales fused and expanded, forming the body of a dragon as ancient as time itself. Its wings, when spread, seemed capable of obscuring the sun, and its eyes shone with primordial wisdom and indomitable ferocity.

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Finally, the Helmet of Valhalla's Fury transformed into a divine warrior, as tall as the other Titans. Its armor shone with gold so pure it seemed liquid, and in its hand, it wielded a spear that seemed to have been forged with the light of stars. An aura of divine glory surrounded it, and its gaze was that of a god of war ready for the final battle.

BloodLust watched the scene with eyes wide with horror and disbelief. Marshmallow's four titans stood imposing, each larger and more terrifying than the Cosmic Abomination he had summoned with such confidence just moments before.

"Impossible," BloodLust stammered, his voice now a mere whisper in the face of the majesty of Marshmallow's titans.

Marshmallow, still in his Oni form, smiled. "Nothing is impossible for those who have the will to overcome every limit," he declared. "Now, let me show you the true meaning of the word 'power'."

With a nod of his head, Marshmallow launched the attack. The four titans moved in unison, each carrying the fury of an entire pantheon. The Cosmic Abomination, as terrifying as it was, quickly found itself overwhelmed.

The Sun Titan, born from the Supernova Titan Hammer, threw a punch charged with stellar energy. The impact was so violent that it created shock waves that propagated through the very fabric of reality. The Cosmic Abomination staggered and its scales melted under the intense heat.

The Infernal Demon, evolution of the Titanic Sword of Hell, plunged its wing blades into the flesh of BloodLust's creature. Hellish flames spread through the wounds, burning the Abomination from within.

The Primordial Dragon roared, and its breath was charged with energy so ancient and powerful that it made the Cosmic Abomination itself despair, writhing under that assault with its tentacles retracting like wounded snakes.

Finally, the Warrior of Valhalla hurled its divine spear. The weapon pierced the Abomination from side to side, pinning it to the ground like an insect in a display case.

The battle, if it could be called that, lasted only a few moments. The Cosmic Abomination, the creature BloodLust had summoned with such confidence, now lay in a heap of dying flesh and black ichor.

BloodLust watched the scene with empty eyes, and a strong desperation was making its way into his heart. All his power, all his ambitions, reduced to ashes in a few terrible moments.

"No," he murmured. Now his voice was devoid of any trace of previous arrogance. "It can't end like this. I am BloodLust! I am the strongest! I am..."

But his words were lost in the wind. Marshmallow advanced along with his four titans flanking him like bodyguards. BloodLust found himself surrounded, and every escape route was precluded.

"It's over, BloodLust," Marshmallow declared.

With these words, Marshmallow raised his arms to the sky. The air charged with energy so dense it could be cut with a finger. And then, Marshmallow let out one last, inexorable roar. It was time for the final Overdrive, the Overdrive of Geokinesis.

"OVERDRIVE: METEOR!"

In the sky above them, space itself seemed to bend and twist. And from that distortion of reality, it emerged. A meteor of impossible proportions, as large as the moon itself. Its surface was a hell of molten rock, and its trail traced a burning scar across the firmament.

BloodLust looked up, his eyes widening in horror and final understanding. There was no escape, no chance of survival. For the first time in his existence, BloodLust knew true fear.

Marshmallow observed his enemy for a long moment, seeing the terror and desperation in his eyes. Then, with a gesture of his hand, he hurled the meteor.

Time seemed to slow down as the incandescent mass plummeted towards BloodLust. In those last moments, Marshmallow activated his Spatiokinesis, transporting himself, his four titans, and his companions away from the point of impact.

The last sound BloodLust heard was the deafening roar of the meteor tearing through the atmosphere. The last thought that crossed his mind was the realization that, despite all his power, in the end, he was just another mortal being in the face of the fury of the universe.

And then, the impact.

The meteor struck with such force that it shook the entire dimensional plane. A shockwave of apocalyptic proportions propagated in all directions, disintegrating everything it encountered in its path. Blinding light and unbearable heat flooded every corner of reality.

When the dust finally settled and the glare subsided, where BloodLust once stood there was only a vast crater. Nothing remained of the tyrant who had terrorized the Wyolanders, not even an atom.

Marshmallow observed the scene from afar, his eyes slowly returning to normal and his Oni form dissolving. His companions, still stunned by the power of what they had just witnessed, looked at each other in silence.

It was over. BloodLust was dead, and the Survivor Game was officially over.

The Wyolands had won.

Marshmallow had won.