"Thankfully, your giant ass beard grew back along with the rest of your body." Aru mocked the feeble old man, "I don't think anyone would wanna see the sorry thing shriveling up underneath it."

"Bodyshaming, are we?" Olya's crazy Eyes began to switch between every possible Iro combination, "In that case, I ought to teach you a lesson!"

"Phah! Talking like an old man doesn't make you wise, fool!" Auros ran headlong towards him.

"And acting high and mighty doesn't make you courageous." The old man smirked, Going Solipsistic with one Eye and Commanding with the other, "Trip."

Though he recovered quickly from it, the Fighting God still had to slow down considerably in order to not faceplant spectacularly. This in turn allowed Olya enough wiggle room to climb atop his broad shoulders and cast Materialize.

"A rope?" Ouroboras looked on idly.

"Ah, I see...!" Aru excitedly watched the battle unfold, "His body's frail and prone to breaking often, but his attack power and agility is comparatively just as insane! Auros might be in trouble if he doesn't do something quickly."

The rope Olya had tied into a gigantic lasso served as a noose to be tied around the Golden God's neck. Tossing the rope high above him as he lept from his shoulders, Olya was now dangling like an antique necklace. Auros was enraged, he hurried to swat the old man hanging there like an annoying bug, but by then he was already too late. The rope, laced with countless explosives along its length, had been set off with the old man's Spark, and the Fighting God's head exploded into a bloody mess.

"Hoo-wee!" The old man landed back on the ground, albeit face first, "Ack, shiet. Ehh, welp, that's one down."

"Singlehandedly taking down a God. I'm impressed!" Aru applauded him.

"But then again, it was Auros..." Ouroboras reminded everyone.

"Didn't you yourself say he was just as good of a God as you?" Olya tilted his head annoyedly, "Never mind, since this tester go went well, how about a deal?"

Olya wasn't expecting to win a head on confrontation against any one of the Gods, frankly. This victory against the brutish Fighting God gave him enough of a confidence boost, however, to go forth with a plan that might just be his only shot at life he has left.

"Nah." Aru readied her Water Hands, "Just die, please."

"Hold on, leave those for after we hear him out." Ouroboras stepped in front of her.

With sheer surprise behind her long and disgruntled sigh, Aru opted to listen to her husband and let Olya speak.

"Thanks, bud." Olya smiled, "Alright, so, the deal! How about this—Three duels, one for all three of the Gods. If I win all three, you let me and the boys run free. We can forget all about this."

"Phah! What a joke!" Aru laughed loudly.

"Of course, we agree to your demands." Ouroboras nodded.

"Eh!? What, you're actually humoring this guy, darling?" Aru yelped.

"Why not? I said it before, did I not?" He turned to her, "I want him to experience life, and what better way to do that than to up the stakes? Wait, you do not actually believe he will succeed in killing not one but three Gods?"

"That's..." She bashfully muttered, "Obviously not, but..."

"Then, I already got one down." Olyahim's motivation was now higher than ever, "Who's gonna be thr next contender~?"

"Ugh, why do I get the feeling just touching you with my Water Hands is gonna be disgusting?" Aru rolled her Eyes as she stepped forward, "Welp, sorry to burst your bubble, but I'm a lot smarter than that headless idiot lying on the ground over there."

She wasn't wrong, Auros was indeed the most brash of the Five. However, she did omit the fact she got duped by Schnell, and twice for that matter. There was too much of her pride on the line, after all—Her dear darling was watching.

"Hey, husband~!" Olya called out to him briefly before the fight officially began, "I'm about to have some great fun with your wife while you just sit there and watch. How's that feel, huh? Is it hot?"

"Ugh, kill me now..." Aru scowled.

"Hot? Ah, I see, it is hot." Ouroboras nodded, "The dome has very bad ventilation, after all, so I can understand your discomfort. I will open up some windows near the top, in that case."

Snapping his fingers, a few fat triangle shaped Tiny Suns shot up towards the sky, shedding some light into the otherwise dark interior. The old man was not amused by this.

"Sorry to burst your bubble, but darling doesn't quite understand the intricacies of low brow dirty provocations." Aru shot back a smug grin that went from ear to ear.

"Let's just fight. I wanna get this over with." Olya sighed.

A naked, frail, wrinkly and bald old man fighting against a dainty little girl. If you were told this fight actually had the entire fate of the Universe at stake, dear reader, you'd probably wish you stayed illiterate as a child. Thankfully, you are not, because now you get to witness said fight unfold in full.

"No holds barred!" The two opponents shouted.

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"Just to make sure, Schnell's dead, isn't he?" Olya's Eyes scrolled through the many Abilities he could utilize.

"The closest thing to it. He's back in Hell where he belongs." Aru replied.

"Hmm... And who was it that tossed him in there?"

Aru twitched once she saw his Brown Iro staring daggers at her. The smirk on his face suggested he knew full well the answer to that question before she even said anything.

"...Me, duh." She opted to lie in the hopes of catching his bluff.

"And Issei just sat there, huh?" The old man cackled, "Didn't do a thing, did he? Poor guy, you're not even gonna give him any credit!"

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"He doesn't need it!" She hissed, "Credit for doing the Gods' dirty work... Any normal person would feel ashamed if they got it!"

The shame turned out to be entirely on her, however, because she was rushing to defeat Olya as quickly as possible. Water Hands weren't gonna cut it, she needed something stronger than such a half-measure. Thus, engulfing her entire body in the water she produced, she had created a giant exoskeleton that rivaled Prylos.

"Alright, inhale... Heurp! Let's try copying what that kid did!" Olya steeled his resolve as the deadly water mech rushed him, "Do not touch me with that water!"

His glowing Eyes, having gone from Brown to Yellow in an instant, amplified the Command to work on his opponent. Aru was indeed following his words, as the water mech had completely dissipated right before it struck Olya. This wording, however, did not forbid her from outright damaging him.

"Punch!" She announced, swimming out of the liquid exosuit to deliver a direct hit to the face, "Ugh, I actually had to touch you..."

"Better wash that hand quick, then." Olya smirked back.

Confused by his suggestion, she looked down at her hand only for terror to creep in. Her entire knuckle was melting off. No, more like rotting off. The old man had Materialized a vial of poison right inside his mouth. The punch cracked the glass, to which he spat out the contents right at her.

"Normally, I'd die from ingesting such strong acids, but well..." The old man shrugged with a shit-eating grin on his face.

"Tch, so what?" She shook the poison spit off, "I'm just as immune to death as you are, you know?"

"Ah, was I talking about death?" He tilted his head.

Now was when Aru rightfully admitted to her confusion. He's long-lived, sure, but there's no way he could have found a method to outright permanently ending a God. No one had done that in the billions of Universe Cycles she's experienced thus far, so how could he? That's of course when the effects kicked in.

"Cra-!" She realized, turning to Ouroboras only fall to the ground, foaming at the mouth.

"Allucius?" The Sun God was too shocked to even give a proper reaction.

"That's two. Man, I am just steamrolling you guys!" Olya mocked them, "Seriously, she didn't listen to me at all. I never said I had to kill them, just win the duels."

"What did you do?" Ouroboras ran to her, "Huh?"

She was awake. Her face looked annoyed, but otherwise she was fine. Even the foam in her mouth turned out to be nothing more than water bubbles that dissipated quickly enough. At least, that's how it looked on the outside.

"Ah, smart!" Ouroboras genuinely praised him, "You have improved immensely in your critical thinking, Olyahim! Using our immortality against us, genius!"

"Darling, whose side are you on..." Aru pouted.

"The poison was merely a distraction from the real weapon, do you not see!?" Ouroboras was way too focused on the explanation however, "Through the wound you opened in her hand, Olyahim, you Materialized an extremely viral cancer cell! The autoimmune system did not pick it up, and she succumbed to it fully! Her entire body has been taken over, and she cannot do anything but destroy it and regenerate a brand new one from scratch!"

"That's the one!" Olya tossed the Sun God a sizzling hot high five, "I told you, it's my victory!"

"Incredible job. Ah, but now you have to deal with me." Ouroboras rose up, "Sadly, this is where your fun ends."

They say a every star has a birth and a death, much like every other living being in the universe. The birth of a star is a wondrous and explosive event, however its death is the only spectacle that warranted a name for the phenomenon—A supernova. Take the power exuded from a newly born star, and multiply it by killing it off at the exact same time. Birth and death intertwine as one to merge into the most destructive force in the universe.

"Allucius, a word, please." Ouroboras glanced down at her, "With this, I will have to wipe you out as well, but given your current state, I doubt you would mind."

"Of course, do what you gotta do." She gazed at the blinding wonder, "Darling..."

"Remember that day? Our last Meet together." He asked, "Back then, I lied to you for the first time. I told you I was bored of the Meets, but in truth, I wanted to say Godhood."

"Yeah, I kinda figured." She chuckled, "Wait, that was your first lie to me?"

But he accepted the proposal to marry her after she pestered him for eons? Is this just him lying again, or does that mean he truly always did cherish her as his bride? As fellow Gods, she could not peer into his mind to find out, but tears of joy fllowed out of her Eyes regardless.

"My people were killed, Hell was sealed away before even being properly built." He figured, "At that point, I felt myself to have become unnecessary."

"So you backed off like a coward...?!" She shouted into his empty gaze.

"Allucius, please be patient until Meil dies properly." Ouroboras smirked, "Of old age, preferably having lived a sufficiently happy life."

"...Darling, sigh." She shot him a deadpanned glare, "You're not the only one bored by this whole immortality shtick."

"Eh?"

"Yeah, we're all roughly the same age." She explained, "But we have a job to do—Oversee each and every Universe Cycle. We can't just skip out on a portion of that."

"W-Well, that is..." He awkwardly held the flaming hot ball of hurt above his head as his wife chewed him out.

"Sigh, I thought you were the responsible one, but I guess you have your limits too." She giggled, letting him off the hook for now, "Ah, what the heck. What's another 50 years, I guess. But after that, it's back to Godhood!"

"Allucius, thank you." He closed his Eyes, channeling the rest of his powers into the giant Sun before aiming it at them and letting go, "Goodbye, Olyahim. Allucius, see you later. Birthdeath... Star."