Deep under the sea in part of the New World resides an island, this island is home to humans, fishmen and mermen. The only rule of this island is strength, everything is settled by fighting; either till one person gives up or to the death. Unlike Fishman Island, Atlantia doesn't need ships to be coated to reach it, instead having a water tunnel that can be used to reach it after entering a whirlpool. The current ruler is called Poseidon, who has ruled with his and his crew's power for many years; he is also one of the Olympians. If you wish to gain anything in this island you must be strong and willing to risk your life.
In the heart of the majestic Atlantia Kingdom, where the ocean’s depths held secrets and power beyond mortal comprehension, the tension was palpable. The air was thick with anticipation as the grand arena filled with the aquatic subjects of King Neptune, the revered ruler of this underwater dominion. This day was unlike any other, as it promised a battle not of war, but of alliance—a meeting of minds and might to decide the future course of the seas.
At the forefront of this historic moment stood Prince Landayan Morrow, known far and wide as "The Gambit," Chief of the Silver Vampirates. His presence was an imposing one; a human vampire with an aura of both menace and charisma. His shoulder-length white hair shimmered under the dim, aquatic light, and his piercing eyes scanned the arena with a mixture of confidence and strategic calculation. Draped in the distinctive garb of his crew, the emblem of the Silver Vampirates emblazoned proudly upon his chest, he exuded an air of regal authority.
Flanking him was his trusted First Mate, T-Bag, whose cunning intellect and ruthless demeanour made him a formidable ally. He stood ready to assist Gambit with a sly grin that betrayed his eagerness for the impending clash.
To Gambit’s right, the Prince of Atlantia and one of his Dark Knights, Namor, stood tall and resolute. With his regal bearing and noble features, he was the perfect embodiment of both nobility and strength. His allegiance to Gambit was unwavering, and his presence here was both a statement and a challenge to his own kin.
The Cerberus from Serapis Underworld, a fearsome three-headed guardian of the underworld, growled softly beside them, its eyes glowing with a predatory intensity. The beast was a testament to the unearthly power that Gambit commanded.
Adding a touch of unpredictability and humour to the ensemble was Ryan Reynolds, a trusted companion whose quick wit and formidable skills had proven invaluable in previous battles at Eclipsio and Serapis. He stood with a casual demeanor, yet his eyes held a sharpness that belied his readiness.
Together, they faced the battleground, awaiting the signal to commence. Gambit stepped forward, his voice carrying through the water with a resonant authority. "People of Atlantia, we stand here not as foes, but as potential allies. Let this battleground be our forum, where strength and strategy decide our future collaboration."
Namor nodded in agreement, his gaze never leaving the arena. "This is a test of our mutual respect and our shared vision for the seas. Together, we can forge an alliance that will ensure peace and prosperity for all our realms."
Ryan Reynolds added with a trademark smirk, "And remember, folks, women know best. So let's make this alliance work, shall we?"
The crowd murmured, their uncertainty palpable as they awaited the start. With the stage set, the arena crackled with anticipation as Gambit and his companions prepared for the battle that would determine the future of their alliance. The Silver Vampirates’ banner fluttered above them, a symbol of their indomitable spirit and unyielding resolve.
Hearing the statements made by the three outsiders, the crowd mumbled amongst themselves about what they were told
“Hey do these guys really wanna ally with us Atlantians? I know that flag, I’ve seen it in the newspapers and heard people talking bout them around the city. They’re the Silver Vampirates or as some people call them, Vamps. They’re one of the current emperors and allied with a few nations”
While they had no reason to doubt what they were being told, based on the alliances the Silver Vampirates had already established. Their proud underwater haven of Atlantis had one ironclad rule, everything was earned and settled by strength. No if ands or buts, you either fought till exhaustion or death whichever came first…..
So while their words were of peace and comradere, every citizen of the depths knew such and alliance would only be accepted or even thought about through glorious hand to hand combat….well not necessarily hand to hand combat, any sort of combat was fine. As long as it was combat, for strength ruled this underwater nation and much like the depths they thrived in, only the strongest among the strong survived. They lived, breathed and taught such values from a young age to instill this in the future generations
While the crowd chattered to each other on the lower decks, the leader of this ocean kingdom a man named Neptune overlooked the proceeedings. Initially confused but intrigued at what brought one of the Emperors to his kingdom. That is of course until “Gambit” as he was known to the world related the reason for their appearance
Taking in what was said to him in mind, Poseidon raised his voice in response to Gambit
“You say you want peace for both our realms but we have peace down here in the oceans depths, why don’t you really tell us what one of the emperors wants with my people….”
As he finished his sentence, he was flanked by two of his most trusted companions and crew mates. Amphitrite a woman with striking red hair and a blue bodysuit took up Poseidons left, dutifully standing guard of her leader, as well as taking her time to study the newcomers
On Poseidon’s right stood another of his crew mates, a fish man named Triton. His purple battle armor stood out against his lighter green skin tone, while Amphitrite gave off a slightly softer and curious. Triton had a harder edge to his stance and facial features
“I will say, it is a point in your peoples favor to have known about our peoples one true rule in these crushing depths. Strength above all else, we value it among the highest of orders, it is the rule that guides our lives. So you will tell us truth and then we will see how much conviction plays behind the words and actions of an emperor of the seas….”
The tension in the air thickened as Gambit, the Prince of All Pirates, stood beside his ally, Prince Namor McKenzie of Atlantia. The arena was alive with the energy of the gathered Atlanteans, their eyes fixed on the unfolding drama. Gambit’s expression was one of calm confidence, but there was a fire behind his eyes—a flame kindled by the presence of Namor, his trusted companion and savior. This moment, long in the making, was about to alter the course of history beneath the waves.
Namor McKenzie, standing at an imposing 8'9", was a figure of unmatched power and regal authority. His massive frame, towering even over the tallest of men, exuded both strength and grace. The Tiefling-Fishman hybrid was the rightful heir to Atlantia’s throne—a prince by blood and a warrior by destiny. His skin, tinged with the dark hues of the ocean’s depths, glistened under the aquatic light, while his deep-set eyes burned with a mixture of resolve and righteous fury.
His trident, the Cursed Neptune, was no ordinary weapon. Forged in the fires of ancient gods and imbued with curses from the darkest depths, it was a symbol of his power over the seas. Namor’s mastery of Fishman Karate was legendary, his every move a lethal combination of precision and force that had earned him the title of Ocean Master. With his Haki honed to perfection, he could sense even the slightest ripple in the waters around him, and his Armament Haki was powerful enough to shatter steel with a mere touch.
As Gambit turned to his companion, there was an unspoken understanding between them—a bond forged in the fires of battle and tempered in the depths of loyalty. Namor had saved Gambit’s life when he was on the brink of death, pulling him from the clutches of the ocean after a devastating defeat at the hands of Pirate Legend Shiki. From that moment on, their fates were intertwined.
Namor, his voice resonating with authority, finally spoke, the words carrying the weight of his hidden lineage.
"I am Namor McKenzie, son of Neptune, the bastard prince of Atlantia," he declared, his voice cutting through the murmurs of the crowd like a blade. "I have traveled far and fought alongside the Prince of All Pirates, Landayan Morrow, in the Germa Kingdom and Onigashima. I stand here today not as a challenger, but as a rightful heir and protector of this realm."
The Atlanteans gasped, the revelation of Namor’s true heritage sending shockwaves through the arena. He was no mere warrior; he was royalty, carrying the blood of the very king they revered.
Gambit, ever the tactician, allowed a slow smile to spread across his face.
"You see," he said, addressing the stunned onlookers, "Atlantia is not just a kingdom of the sea. It’s a kingdom of the people, of all who dwell within its waters. And its future lies not in the hands of a single ruler but in the strength of its alliances."
Namor nodded, his gaze unwavering. "Atlantia will not fall. We will rise together, stronger than ever before. But first, we must test our mettle in the way of our ancestors—through the battleground. I seek not to destroy, but to unite."
The declaration hung in the air, heavy with implications. The arena was silent, the only sound the soft lapping of the waves against the stone. This was not just a battle for power, but for the very soul of Atlantia. And as Gambit and Namor prepared to face whatever Neptune and his minions might throw at them, the outcome of this battle would echo through the annals of history.
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The alliance between Gambit and Namor was not just a union of strength, but a convergence of destinies, poised to reshape the very fabric of the world beneath the waves.
Namor McKenzie is a royal prince of Atlantia and the Ocean Master himself. He saved Gambit's life from drowning during his initial defeat against Pirate Legend Shiki. After that, he joined forces with the pirate prince and journeyed alongside him in the Germa Kingdom and Onigashima.
“There’s no way he’s serious….the prince was said to have perished years ago, so who is this?”
“This pirate dares to try and use our princes name to his benefit! This will not stand, King Neptune will not allow this to stand”
The murmurs of the incensed crowd grew ever blaring in their assumed righteous indignation, how dare an outsider make a claim to the throne! Let alone use the name and reputation of the lost prince in doing so, it was unforgivable to them. Irately the the crowd continued their vulgar accusations
"You see," he said, addressing the stunned onlookers, "Atlantia is not just a kingdom of the sea. It’s a kingdom of the people, of all who dwell within its waters. And its future lies not in the hands of a single ruler but in the strength of its alliances."
“So much for trying to broker an alliance between us and them, they’re jus try-“
“So you lived my son, I thought you perished all those years ago. It seems the ocean had different plans for you and your destiny. I commend you for taking our peoples rule of strength above all and using it to survive these years, and to think you even joined a crew of one of the current emperors. It fills me with pride to see but we’re not here for such things as of now, there is battle to be had and strength and mettle to be tested. We can sort the rest out after”
Standing to his full height, King Poseidon nodded to his companions before turning to fetch his staff from the side of his throne. A few scant minutes later, his loyal compatriots rejoined him at his side
While the scarlet haired maiden remained conventionally unarmed, the fish man named Triston had brought along his spear with his reappearance, his sternness almost chiseled into his visage
Another person chose to make their entrance known at this point, she was a purple skinned fish man with a mouthful of razor sharp teeth. Which she happily showed off with her wide smile…..
“Heh heh heh, so these are the new challengers huh? Normally I’d say they look pretty pathetic, but supposedly one is King Neptunes lost son and the other is an emperor, so this should be a great fight”
She punctuated her mocking speech by slamming the butt of her spear onto the stone floors of the coliseum. The loud sound echoing throughout the stands
“Now my Son are you and Captain Gambit prepared for combat?”
Gambit stood tall, his crimson eyes gleaming with an eerie intensity as he addressed the restless crowd. “Your scepticism is noted,” he said, voice echoing through the tumultuous arena, “but I must reveal a truth that transcends the conflicts of this realm. The true threat looms above the sea, casting its shadow over all beneath it. The World Government has its eyes set on our world, and their machinations threaten both your kingdom and mine. We must unite against this peril, for only through alliance can we stand against such a force.”
He turned to King Poseidon with a sly smile, his demeanour shifting to a mix of menace and amusement. “And as for you, dear Poseidon,” Gambit said, his voice laced with dark humour, “you’ll have to call me ‘Onii-san’ now. For I have absorbed the essence of Hades, the Olympian I defeated in Serapis. The bloodlines of gods and demons intertwine with mine. Muahahahaha!”
Namor stepped forward, his presence commanding and unwavering. “I am Prince Namor of Atlantia,” he declared with authority. “I remember the promise I made to my father, who entrusted me with the Trident called Neptune when I was young. He told me to return to this kingdom only when I had found my true purpose and strength. That day has come. I stand here now, not just to claim my birthright, but to forge a path that ensures the survival of our people. The revelations and alliances we forge today will determine our future. We cannot afford to be divided by past grievances. It is time to face the greater threats that loom over us.”
He looked toward the spectators with a steely gaze. “We stand at a crossroads, and our actions now will shape the destiny of Atlantia and beyond. Let’s set aside our doubts and prepare for the trials ahead.”
The scarlet-haired maiden, the stern fish-man named Triston, and the grinning purple-skinned fish woman exchanged looks of anticipation and readiness. The arena buzzed with a newfound sense of urgency, their roles in the unfolding events becoming clearer.
Aboard the Dark Fortress, the two Fleet Commanders talked in amusement. Ryan Reynolds, breaking the fourth wall with his signature smirk, quipped, “Looks like even the gods have family drama. And here I thought my life was complicated!”
Teodoro Bagwell, his tone a mix of intrigue and amusement, added, “Well, that’s a twist I didn’t see coming. Looks like Pretty's (what T-Bag calls Gambit) got quite the family reunion in store, and it’s going to be one for the books!”
"What are you waiting for dimwits!", T-Bag yelled at the top of his lungs as Reynolds laughed in the background. "Are you gonna fight or fondue?"
He then turned to the dwarves, "Give us some booze doctors!"
The true threat looms above the sea, casting its shadow over all beneath it. The World Government has its eyes set on our world, and their machinations threaten both your kingdom and mine. We must unite against this peril, for only through alliance can we stand against such a force.”
“Hmm so the government Sees fit to turn their eyes into my people….i wondered when they would, we’ve been able to start out if their machinations for decades now. What would they suddenly want with us?”
As king Poseidon spoke, his mind tried to run through scenarios and reasons as to why the tyrannical Government would care with Atlantis. Perhaps things on the surface were taking a change
you’ll have to call me ‘Onii-san’ now. For I have absorbed the essence of Hades, the Olympian I defeated in Serapis. The bloodlines of gods and demons intertwine with mine. Muahahahaha!”
Hearing such blasphemy, Poseidon raised his head in bewilderment. Locking eyes with the smirking Gambit….
“I didn’t know the Emperors were liars, to say that you had taken down Hades. Impossible…..”
He must be joking, no way he was the one to defeat Hades. I know there have been rumors among the Olympians that there was a commotion involving him a while back, but to think he was defeated. If he’s telling the truth, it might be for our continued best interest to atleast listen to their offer of alliance
I remember the promise I made to my father, who entrusted me with the Trident called Neptune when I was young. He told me to return to this kingdom only when I had found my true purpose and strength. That day has come. I stand here now, not just to claim my birthright, but to forge a path that ensures the survival of our people. The revelations and alliances we forge today will determine our future. We cannot afford to be divided by past grievances. It is time to face the greater threats that loom over us.
Hearing the lost prince speak up, Amphitrite crossed her arms and peered down at him. Taking in his appearance, this was the first time she had laid eyes upon him. Having heard of him from Poseidon over the years, she was finally able to put a face to the name she’d heard
“Hmm, I had wondered where king Poseidon had put Neptune. That trident was far too valuable and important for him to just have misplaced it or lost it in a fight. Now I see, he entrusted it to his lost son as a way to defend himself should he rise to power, aren’t you jus the most caring parent Poseidon~”
She finished with a smirk and turned her eyes to Poseidon. Acknowledging her light jab at him, Poseidon grunted in her general direction
Turning back to Prince Namor, she continued
“You speak well young man, but what do you know of the people of Atlantis? You may have been born to Poseidon but you did not grow up here. You must earn the peoples trust if you truly deign to be king, something your father has spent his life doing. What would you do should your responsibilities in Atlantis coincide with your duties as a member of the emperors crew? What then….”
Leaping from his former station, Poseidon landed gracefully upon the arenas floor. Standing to his full height he confidently stared across the area and held gazes with Gambit unflinchingly. Captain to King they stared each other down
A second later, Amphitrite, Triton and Undyne flanked their King. All three on edge for the battle that was to commence
“We’ve talked long enough don’t you think Emperor Gambit? We know why you’ve come here today with your people and while I appreciate you taking care of my son and bringing him to Atlantis, this can only be settled through combat. So let us commence”
As the echoes of Poseidon's declaration reverberated through the amphitheater, Gambit's grin widened, a gleam of excitement flashing in his crimson eyes. The time for words had passed; the time for action had come. With a swift motion, he swung the Seismic Sorcery Clima-Warhammers into his grasp, their weight familiar, their power undeniable.
The crowd's anticipation was palpable, their eyes locked on the figures in the arena. Gambit, now fully in his Vampire-Hybrid form, exuded an aura of dark energy that seemed to distort the very air around him. His wings spread wide, casting an ominous shadow over the battlefield as his muscles coiled with raw power.
"I was hoping you'd say that, Poseidon," Gambit said, his voice low and dripping with anticipation. "Let's see if the King of the Seas can stand against the power of the Prince of All Pirates and the King of the Underworld!"
Without another word, Gambit crossed his warhammers in front of him, the twin hammerheads humming with seismic energy. He unleashed a powerful roar, his Conqueror's Haki surging forward like a tidal wave, shaking the very foundations of the arena. The shockwave rippled through the water, sending tremors throughout Atlantia, a clear signal that the battle had begun.
Namor, standing beside Gambit, tightened his grip on the Trident Neptune, his mind sharp and focused. The promise he made to his father echoed in his mind as he prepared for the fight ahead. He took a deep breath, his senses attuned to the movement of the water around him, and the silent hum of the ocean as it awaited his command.
Namor called out, his voice carrying across the battlefield, "This is where we stand, where we fight for the future of our kingdom! Let the strength of the sea guide our hands and the fury of the ocean fuel our resolve!"
With that, Namor concentrated a massive sphere of water around his trident, the orb swirling with immense power, before he charged forward with unstoppable force, driving the trident into his opponent with a crushing strike. His speed and strength were a blur as he charged at Poseidon's flanking warriors. The cursed Trident Neptune, gleaming with ancient power, struck out with lethal precision, its strikes as fluid as the water that surrounded them. "For Atlantia!!!"
For Atlantia: Namor's second strongest attack. He concentrates a huge sum of water around his trident, turning it into an orb before charging toward the opponent for a crushing forward strike. - DPR S+: requires 100 Cursed Trident, Neptune, 100 Strength
Total DPR: 101-119: 4. City Block Level + + 5 (S+) + 2 (COA) = 11. Small Continent Level
Gambit followed suit, leaping into the fray with a devastating swing of his warhammers. The air crackled with energy as his weapons Hell Fire and Storm God would aim for Poseidon's flesh and armour, each strike imbued with the seismic force and his Haki that could shatter mountains. He moved with the grace of a predator, his every motion a deadly dance of power and destruction. "Ethereal Hydraulic Press!!!"
Ethereal Hydraulic Press: Gambit infuses his Clima-Hammer with Busoshoku and Haoshoku Haki and then delivers a massively powerful pound with shockwaves that encompass a large radius.
Rank: S+, 3x AoE multiplier - DPR: S+, requires 100 in Navigation, 101 strength, 120 COA (offensive path), advanced CoC
Total DPR: 120: 5. Town Level + 5 (S+) + 3 (COA) + 1 (COC) = Planet Level
The arena erupted into chaos, the sound of clashing weapons, roaring Haki, and the war cries of warriors filling the underwater kingdom. The battle for Atlantia had begun in earnest, and the fate of the kingdom would be decided in the fury of combat.
His speed and strength were a blur as he charged at Poseidon's flanking warriors. The cursed Trident Neptune, gleaming with ancient power, struck out with lethal precision, its strikes as fluid as the water that surrounded them. "For Atlantia!!!"
Seeing the ferocity which preceded the incoming attack of his lost son, Poseidon lightly bent his knees before catapulting himself up and back away from the charging warrior. Unfortunately his comrades weren’t as quick to the draw as he, this resulted in Amphirite avoiding the brunt of the damage but even so the pressure that accompanied it was not missed. It shoved her multiple feet backwards, eventually flipping and coming to a stop, she knelt trying to absorb some of the impact
Triton on the other hand attempted to leap horizontally out of the deadly tridents path, but Witt the added area that he had from his staff, he got clipped by their staffs cracking against each other. This sent him violently impacting the arena floor. He began to rise shortly after, unsteadily at first, needing to shake the cobwebs away after such a collision
Undone unfortunately wasn’t as lucky as the others, while strong in her own right, she was the weakest of the combatants in this battle, as well as being the slowest. Which is what hurt her the most in the initial moments of the battle. Catching the brunt of Namors strike, she was ragdolled and flung back to the arena wall. Viciously crashing into it and kicking up a plume of dust
This did not take away from the fact that Gambit had launched his opening volley as well. His twin hammers descended upon them. Seeing the attack aimed at him Poseidon acknowledged the strategy that Gambit had employed
Hmm, so they intentionally separated us and trying to take me out first it seems. Or atleast keep me occupied until the cam finish off the others…..
Trying to protect himself but realizing he was airborne, Poseidon did what he could in this scenario. Bringing his staff to intercept the hammer strikes Gambit wanted to inflict to him. He held his staff with a hand on each end and coated his staff with his inky black CoA
The instruments collided, flaring off Haki and the thunderous sounds of their weapons grating against one another. There was a split second of struggle before Poseidon was overpowered and sent flying through the air, striking the ground and rolling with the impact to lessen it
He could feel his arms still rattling from the oh so brief clash between Emperor Gambit and himself. Still he was King of Atlantis for a reason, this would not be enough to dissuade or stop him. ‘Twas but the interlude to the fight
Rising up to his full height, he soared a glance back to where Undyne lay unconscious
Nodding their heads in agreement, they sprinted past Poseidon both of them aiming for Namor. They would handle him while their King would do battle with the enemy Captain. Flanking Namor, they went for a pincer attack, Triton thrusting his spear at Namors legs, hoping to impede his mobility. While Amphitrite lasted out with a deadly chop strike aimed towards his throat, trying to end the fight swiftly and efficiently
With them out the way, Poseidon leapt at Gambit his pole held in an overhead strike and brought down with deadly accuracy Seth straight at his forehead. Armament Haki glistened enchantingly off of it, intending to pay him back for the hammer strikes from seconds before
There were no DPRs noted in your post but I just assumed they were the strongest any of them could muster
As Poseidon and his comrades reeled from the initial onslaught, Gambit and Namor wasted no time in pressing their advantage. The air was thick with tension, the clashing of titans inevitable. Poseidon, ever the strategist, quickly assessed the situation—his forces were divided, his comrades reeling, but far from defeated. The King of Atlantis knew his role in the coming clash and called for a counterattack. His booming voice echoed across the battlefield, and Triton and Amphitrite heeded their king's command.
With swift steps, Triton and Amphitrite charged at Namor, their attacks coordinated and deadly. Triton aimed low, his spear darting like a serpent toward Namor's legs, while Amphitrite’s strike came high, a chop that could end the battle if it landed true.
But Namor, son of Poseidon, was no stranger to battle. His trident spun above his head in a blur, creating a vortex of power and defence, blocking both attacks easily. The clash of metal rang out as Amphitrite's hand was met by the spinning trident, her chop deflected with force. Triton's spear too was denied entry, its sharp point meeting the swirling defence and recoiling from the sheer power of Namor's spin. The prince's eyes burned with determination, and without a moment's hesitation, he unleashed the momentum built from the spin.
Trident Spin: Namor spins his trident rapidly over his head that it creating a strong circular offence and defence. - DPR S, requires 81 Cursed Trident, Neptune, 81 Strength
Total DPR: 101-119: 4. City Block Level + + 4 (S) + 2 (COA) = 10. Large Country Level
Namor hurled a surge of water from his trident with a thunderous roar, concentrating it into a focused wave. It shot forth like a cannon, aimed straight at his two attackers. The wave ripped through the air, a shockwave of water so potent it could cleave through stone, its sheer pressure threatening to pierce through Triton and Amphitrite’s defences.
"Mighty Reliant Piercing!"
Mighty Reliant Piercing: One of his most powerful techniques. The user hurls a pack of water in his trident and shoots a powerful water shock wave that pierces through his opponent's body. - DPR: S, requires 100 Cursed Trident, Neptune, 81 Strength
Total DPR: 101-119: 4. City Block Level + + 4 (S) + 2 (COA) = 10. Large Country Level
While Namor dealt with his foes, Gambit faced the King of Atlantis himself. Poseidon, with his polearm in hand and Haki flaring, descended from the air in a strike aimed with deadly precision at Gambit's head. But Gambit, ever the fierce warrior, met the attack head-on. His Warhammers spun above his head, their edges glowing with the remnants of the power they wielded, forming a protective dome as he flew toward Poseidon. The wind howled as the Warhammers cut through the air, clashing with Poseidon's staff.
Heimdal Spinning Forge: Gambit spins his Warhammers or the adjoined three separate parts of the Sorcery Clima-Warhammer (simply a sceptre) rapidly over his head creating a strong circular offence and defence. This is effective following the use of his flight ability as he charged towards the opponent. - DPR: S, requires 81 Navigation, 81 Strength
Total DPR: 120: 5. Town Level + 4 (S) + 3 (COA) = Large Continent Level
Sparks flew as the two Titans collided. Haki clashed with Haki, their wills pushing against one another. The thunderous sound of weapons grinding against each other filled the arena. For a brief moment, it seemed as though Poseidon's strength would overpower Gambit's defences, but the Chief of the Silver Vampirates would not yield.
With a fierce grunt, Gambit shifted his weight and swung his Warhammers in a rapid series of strikes, targeting Poseidon’s body with precision. Each blow came faster than the last, aiming to break through the King’s defence and send him flying across the battlefield. The force of Gambit's strikes reverberated through Poseidon's staff, rattling the king's arms once again. Gambit’s warhammers were relentless, each hit aiming to prove that the Emperor of the Vampirates would not be outdone by any king.
"Rapid Forge!!!"
Rapid Forge: Gambit does rapid-fire strikes using his 2 clima-hammers to the target's body, sending it flying. - DPR: S, requires 81 Navigation, 81 Strength
Total DPR: 120: 5. Town Level + 4 (S) + 3 (COA) = Large Continent Level
"Not bad, King!"
Gambit felt a primal thrill—this was where he belonged, testing his strength against the gods, carving his legend in the heart of Atlantia.
Yea my fault, it was like 3-4 in tha mornin when I posted that. I was legit fallin asleep while doin it LMAO
Amazed that their pincer attack was so easily repelled, Amphitrtie and Triton landed with a bounce and swiftly back pedaled to gain some distance in their confrontation
He responded to that way too easily, he’s strong. Emperor Gambits trust seems to be well founded
Thought Amphitrite, tightening up her fighting stance all the more. The weight of the challenge they faced finally dawning on her
“Hey Amphitrite….his skill is true! The dexterity and confidence to pull off that maneuver is the real deal”
Triton whispered to his companion, echoing her thoughts
Interrupting their conversation, the call of Namor reached out to their ears
Eyes widening in shock at the force of nature that was hurled at them, Amphitrite, thinking quickly spread her feet and focused her stance before flinging her hand forward throwing out her canon all like water projections. Hoping to blunt the incoming onslaught
O Yabusame (literally meaning "Great Arrow Military Shark"): A larger version of a normal Yabusame. The water droplets act more like blunt cannonballs causing dents in the deck of a ship than like arrows. Requirements: 81 Mastery, 61 Strength Destructive Potency Rank: A
Seeing what Amphitrite was trying to do, Triton took his staff and thrust his staff into the ground breaking it up and spraying the concrete up into the air into the path of the mighty oncoming wall of water. Theory combined actions clashed against the wave of destruction coming for them, or all crashed against each other, Namors attack eventually won out and swallowed up the companions combined defense and careened forward albeit at a slower and deadlier pace
Unable to avoid its path, the wave collided with their forms lifting them off of their feet and flung them backwards at the coliseum’s walls. A loud crash resounded throughout the stadium, kicking up dust and gravel. Seconds go by, until harsh coughs racked the stadium, once the dust cleared Amphitrite and Triton lay on their hands and knees, slowly but courageously pushing themselves upwards. Cuts, bruises and gashes littered their forms from the conflict
“unbelievably, how is he so strong. He’s overpowering the two of us at the same time”
Landing 20 meters away after the awe inspiring conflict, Poseidon crouched down. His arms stinging after their exchange, the indomitable strength of the Silver Vampirates Captain was shocking to King Poseidon. It had been many a year since he had been overpowered in a clash of strength, and to see it happen so casually hear was a shock to his system. But in the same breath it stirred something deep within him, it had been decades since he felt the true feel of battle…..someone who could truly challenge him let alone might have the possibility of being stronger than him, it brought great joy and pride to know this. Especially with his son being on this man’s crew
Bartered he may be, his chest starting to bruise and turn an ugly purple color after it’s beating. He could even feel that 2 of his ribs had been broken during Gambits assault
Standing to his full height, he smiled at his foe. The thrill of battle flowing through his body now, he could feel his blood pumping and the rush it gave him
“Ahahaha….Captain Gambit, be clear you have my respect, it’s been an untold amount of years since I fought someone truly worthy. As such I’ll show you the respect as a warrior”
Sprinting at Gambit, he spun his spear and thrust it at Gambits eyes. Intent to take the man down
Koin Ryusui So (光陰流水槍 Kōin Ryūsui Sō?, literally meaning "Flying Time Spear"): The user initiates this attack by spinning his trident rapidly. They then lash forward and rapidly slashes their enemy with great strength.(41 Mastery, 41 Strength and 41 Movement Speed) Destructive Potency Rank: B
"Respect?" Gambit murmured, his voice low, almost amused. "Then show me you're more than a king of the deep. Show me you're a warrior."
The weapons clashed, Haki flaring as sparks erupted in a dazzling show of force. Gambit felt the sting of Poseidon’s strength through his arms, but a grin stretched across his face. This was the fire he craved—an enemy who could push him, who could make his blood sing. But beneath that, something else burned within him, a promise that this battle would be won, not through brute force alone, but through the sheer will and the chaos he brought to every fight.
Poseidon charged, and Gambit slammed his foot into the ground, his fingers curling as if grasping an unseen force. "Three Majestic Walls"—the earth beneath Poseidon trembled before three massive stone walls erupted from the ground, towering and formidable. The god's trident spun, but instead of finding flesh, it clashed violently with the solid defences, sending shockwaves through the arena. Poseidon's momentum met the unyielding stone, leaving the king momentarily stunned as cracks began to snake across the walls from the force of his attack.
Three Majestic Walls: Gambit manipulates the earth to fashion three massive stone walls to defend himself from an incoming attack. These walls can cause damage if you slam yourself onto them or get hit during their ascension. - DPR: B, each wall, requires 61 DF Mastery
Total DPR: 81-100: 3. Large Building Level + B = 120: 5. Town Level (each)
Poseidon's attack is Mountain Level vs the 1st Wall Town Level = Becomes City Block Level
Poseidon's remaining attack is City Block Level will parry against the 2nd Wall Town Level
And another Wall will try to slam him if not address.
But Gambit was already two steps ahead. As the debris settled, twelve perfect illusions of the Silver Vampirate Captain flickered into existence around Poseidon, their movements erratic, swift, and disorienting. "God of Mischief, Loki." Each illusion mimicked Gambit's signature smirk, darting from side to side, twisting and turning to confound the King of Atlantis. Poseidon's eyes must do all in attempting to pinpoint the real Gambit, and potentially, frustration would flicker across his face.
God of Mischief, Loki: Gambit forms multiple illusions of himself and/or disappears completely. - Unranked, requires 81 Navigation
Seizing the moment, Gambit unleashed the next phase of his assault. From the Vampirate ship in the distance, the screeches of thousands of bats echoed ominously. The sky darkened as the swarm descended, wrapping the battlefield in a cloak of shadows. Poseidon, now surrounded by illusions and the bat-filled sky would hopefully struggle to maintain focus.
“You’re not the first god I’ve crushed,” Gambit growled, pushing back with a surge of power. “And you won’t be the last.”
Then, from the heart of the darkness, a colossal hand formed—"Crime and Punishment!" The bats converged, taking the shape of a massive fist, its sheer size dwarfing Poseidon's form. With a swift, merciless motion, Gambit sent the bat-formed hand crashing down toward the Atlantean king, aiming to strike with the force of a tidal wave.
Crime and Punishment: Gambit gathers a portion of the bats he invoked, forming them like a giant hand upon the target area. At will, it can take the form of a fist, a claw, or a palm before punching/slamming/swiping/slamming/twirling it without remorse to his enemies. [1 shot for every 20 mastery. 120 mastery = 6 shots per island]
Total DPR: 120: 5. Town Level + 4 (S) = 9. Small Country Level
As the battlefield darkened with the swarming bats, Prince Namor stood at the edge, eyes narrowed in the eerie twilight. The sight of Gambit summoning such chaos stirred something primal in him. Though aligned with the Silver Vampirates, he felt the ancient ties of his bloodline pulling him in two directions. Atlantis’ throne beckoned, but the battle—the raw power displayed by Gambit—stoked a fire in him. He clenched his trident tighter, his thoughts racing as he watched the illusions swarm around his father, Poseidon.
“Father...” Namor muttered under his breath, conflicted. His loyalty to Gambit and his crew was unshakable, yet seeing his father struggle against the overwhelming force filled him with both pride and tension. He took a step forward, hesitating, knowing this battle was not his to interfere with.
Meanwhile, aboard the Vampirate ship, tension filled the air as the crew watched the events unfold. T-Bag leaned over the railing, his toothy grin flashing as he watched the massive swarm of bats take shape into the devastating hand.
“Ya see that, Reynolds?” T-Bag spat, his voice gleeful. “Pretty's gonna crush that fish king like a bug! Ain't never seen nothin' like it!”
Reynolds, standing beside him, raised an eyebrow, his tone more tempered. “Aye, but don’t forget—Poseidon ain’t no ordinary king. He’s a god. This battle’s far from over.”
The dwarves, huddled near the main mast, were busy with preparations, loading cannons and sharpening blades, though their eyes kept flicking toward the darkened sky where their captain waged war. One of them, Bolar, clanged his hammer against an anvil in excitement.
“Gambit’s gonna show those sea gods what true power looks like!” Bolar shouted, his eyes gleaming. “Ain’t no trident can match what’s comin’ for ’em.”
T-Bag let out a laugh, slapping Bolar on the back. “That’s the spirit, dwarf! Let ‘em have it!”
The crew exchanged glances, the tension both exhilarating and nerve-wracking. They knew their captain’s power, had seen him conquer impossible odds before. But facing Poseidon was something else entirely. The murmurs quieted as they continued to watch, every crew member silently bracing for the outcome of this titanic clash.
Namor, sensing the shift in the air, kept his stance steady, his mind torn between his allegiance to Gambit and the legacy of Atlantis. “No matter how this ends...” he whispered to himself, “the world beneath the sea will never be the same."
Erk! What strength! So this is the power of an emperor huh?
We’re Poseidon’s racing thoughts as he strained his mind to continuously think on the fly of ways to counteract the overwhelming force emperor Gambit so casually going around
He had to focus on the incoming fist of darkness, but he couldn’t afford to leave Gambit and his multiple clones unaccounted for. That was a dangerous proposition even if one didn’t factor in Jus how powerful his foe was
“But first comes first, I’ve got to deal with this immediate threat….”
Seeing the spider web cracks that formed through the first wall, Poseidon quickly thought up a strategy. He coated his trident in armament Haki, the inky blackness swallowing up the weapons previous golden luster. Pulling it out of the formed stone, he quickly and viciously threw his trust into the cracks that formed, further weakening its foundation and tearing through the second wall and imbedding itself into the third wall. Seeing it was ready for what he had planned, he quickly spun and landed a spin kick to the weakened portion of the stone wall, toppling it on the second wall behind in creating a sort of bridge. With the first wall leaning onto the second which leaned onto the third
Total DPR: Large Building Level +2 for CoA application. Putting it to town lvl
His plan fully completed. Gambits evil fist was upon him. So he scrambled under the makeshift cavern the stone walls created and coated his body in armament Haki and braced for impact
Durability: Town Level then +2 for the full body CoA pushes it to Mountain Level
Managing to make it to their feet, Amphitrite and Triton stood upon unsteady legs. Each breath brought a tremble to their forms. They hadn’t fought this hard or been this outclassed his years, as much as they preached strength above all down in the depths. They had gotten complacent, years of being top dog had dulled their senses and eroded the need and wants for excessive training since no one else seemed to truly challenge them. The irony not lost on them in the moment
“Prince Namor, stand proud. Your father’s a warrior…..and a proud one at that, he is more than comfortable in the throes of combat. He finds comfort in it. And with the way you fight. You’re definitely your fathers child, now let them have their fight, we still stand as proud Atlantans, so let us finish our fight”
Amphitrite with her piece said, slid back into her fish man karate posture, gulping down deep breaths to steady herself on her feet. Triton standing loyally by her side twirling his staff at the ready
Amid the crashing waves and crackling tension, Gambit’s eyes gleamed with admiration. “Impressive maneuver, Your Majesty," he shouted across the battlefield, his voice booming with pride. "You’ve got finesse, I’ll give you that! But we’re only just getting warmed up!” The Silver Vampirate’s grin widened as his fingers flexed, signaling the gathering storm around him.
From the ship, T-Bag leaned over the railing with his signature sneer. “Pretty boy’s enjoying himself too much,” he mused, flicking a toothpick from his mouth.
Ryan Reynolds, reclining lazily against the mast, chuckled. “Oh, he loves his little games. It’s all fun and games till someone gets fried.”
The Dwarves muttered amongst themselves, their beady eyes fixed on the battlefield. "Aye, this king’s tough," one said. "But he’s got no idea what’s coming," another added with a sly grin.
Namor folded his arms, his sharp gaze focused on the fight. “Landayan," he spoke with a hint of respect, "You all don’t know what he’s capable of. He’s just getting started. That man’s more than pirate—he’s a force of nature.”
Back in the thick of it, Gambit’s smile turned wicked. "Now, Your Majesty, let’s cool things down a little," he roared as he summoned the snow. "SNOW SORCERESS!"
Snow Sorceress: Gambit uses Cool Eggs in succession to change the atmospheric and the ground temperatures at or below the freezing point and ensure that there is a minimum amount of moisture in the air. If the ground temperature is at or below freezing, the snow will reach the ground. Gambit will then harness all these snows and/or compress them, turning them into a destructive weapon that he can cast on the opponents to incapacitate them. - DPR: S, AOE, Deep freeze, requires 100 Navigation
Total DPR: 120: 5. Town Level + 4 (S) = 9. Small Country Level
With a flourish, he bent the atmosphere to his will, frost and snow beginning to swirl, slowing Poseidon's movement. The battlefield was a frozen tundra as the temperature dropped dramatically. But he wasn’t done. "Now... let’s bring the storm!” He raised his hands towards the sky, summoning the dark clouds. “THUNDER TRAP!” His scream echoed like thunder as the air crackled with electricity, the clouds forming a deadly triangle around Poseidon.
Thunder Trap: Gambit creates three dark clouds in what appears to be a triangular formation. When someone passes through the middle, the clouds electrocute them. - DPR: A, AOE, Full paralysis, requires 91 Navigation
Total DPR: 120: 5. Town Level + 3 (A) = 8. Island Level
Slowly the rubble began to shift and fall off of the hunched over form of Poseidon. Him looking much worse for ware after the collision of Gambits Evil Fist into the walls that Poseidon took refuge underneath
“Huff huff huff, thankfully my strategy played out well. Although I wouldn’t be to my benefit to take too many more hits like that in this battle”
With a flourish, he bent the atmosphere to his will, frost and snow beginning to swirl, slowing Poseidon's movement. The battlefield was a frozen tundra as the temperature dropped dramatically
“Those devices are weird. They allow him to control the weather to his whims, what can’t this man do? Between his hammers and his Haki and this weather powers, he seems to be unstoppable. Not to mention his apparent ability to weaponize bats”
Finally standing up and knocking the first and gravel off of his back and shoulders, only then did he take heed of the snow glazing the ground of the arena. Noticing that the sky above them had darkened compared to what it was a few minutes ago…..
Quickly seeing the surge of lighting careening towards his form, Poseidon through his body out of the Lightning’s path. His body sent a resounding thud onto the arena floor, no time to rest on his laurels though. He made a hasty resurgence to his feet and sprinted at Gambit
His basket of tricks is too deep, Iudt close the distance and see if I’m able to overpower him up close. If I’m not I fear I won’t be able to beat this man, does he truly stand above the gods?
As Poseidon charged forward with all the force of the sea, Namor’s words echoed in the minds of those on the Vampirate ship. "You don’t see nothing yet," he had said, but T-Bag, leaning against the mast with a smirk, knew better. "Ain’t that a fact," he muttered, "but you wouldn’t know, fish boy. Pretty’s a different breed." His voice carried a mix of admiration and memory. "Back in the day, when we were just two assassins tearin' through Poker Island, no one could match his speed and strength in close combat. Gambit’s brawling talents are something else."
Ryan Reynolds quirked an eyebrow, casually sipping from his flask. "You mean back when he wasn’t rockin’ the wings and fangs, right? Even then, he probably could've torn through Poseidon with a smile."
T-Bag nodded, his eyes narrowing as he watched Gambit’s beastly form emerge. "Just you watch. This is where Pretty shines."
As Poseidon came within range, Gambit let out a menacing roar, his body morphing into the full vampire beast—bat-like wings unfurled, claws glistening under the dim light of the arena. His voice cut through the air like a sharpened blade. "You’re about to step into the Dark World!"
With that, a dense, dark mist began to creep across the battlefield, enveloping everything in shadows. The once grand arena now felt like a nightmare given form, the only sound cutting through the suffocating darkness being the erratic flutter of bats. Gambit’s eyes gleamed as he used his echolocation, tracking Poseidon’s every move within the mist while the King could only flounder. Fear settled into Poseidon's heart, intensifying with every second. "You feel that, Poseidon? The fear? That’s only the beginning."
Suddenly, from within the blackened haze, Gambit launched himself at blinding speed, his sharp claws aimed straight at Poseidon’s face.
"Let’s dance!"
"Satanic Intervention!"
His voice tore through the mist, and in the blink of an eye, Gambit was upon his target, his claws tearing through the air with lethal precision, seeking to pierce Poseidon’s defenses and flesh.
Before the King could even register the full force of the attack, Gambit leapt into the air, his form spinning with deadly momentum. "And now, for the grand finale!" Gambit yelled, his voice filled with maniacal glee. A series of devastating kicks followed as he unleashed his
"Eldest Vampire Rolling Thunder!!!"
Each strike connected with a thunderous crack. The final blow would hope to send Poseidon plummeting into the ground with such force that the earth itself trembled, and flames erupted from the crater that his impact created. Gambit hovered above, his wings beating in rhythm, his eyes glowing with the intensity of the storm.
"See, Namor? I’m just getting warmed up!"
1. Dark World: Gambit can summon a dark mist that shrouds him and the battlefield for a few turns by combining his natural misting ability with Navigation. He can see through this mist using echolocation, but his opponent cannot, normally unless they activate their Awareness. - Fear Status Effect Applies: Upgraded to Terrified - Unranked, requires 61 Mastery, 61 Navigation
2. Satanic Intervention: Gambit catapults to his target at full speed and strength, piercing through him with his sharp claws. - Damage scales off Strength - DPR: S+, requires 100 Strength, 100 DF Mastery
3. Eldest Vampire Rolling Thunder: A rapid multi-hit technique that starts with a roundhouse kick, followed by a tornado kick, a spinning hook kick, and chases down the target with a flash kick. Mid-air, Gambit will deliver either a rolling spike or a rolling thunder kick, depending on his mood. This is so powerful that the target will come crashing down to the ground and leave him bursting in flames inside the crater it creates upon impact. - Damage scales off Strength - DPR: S, 81 Strength, 81 DF Mastery, 81 Movement
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