This is just something I wrote for fun/
"I am GANESHA!" A man wearing an elephant mask shouted as he threw his head back, hyping the crowds up.
"The tournament has chosen the participants for the exhibition Battle," Ardi Varma, one of Ganesha's children said with a smile as she excitedly looks at the list.
"Out of all the contestants only 7 were chosen! All of them will be fighting the current guest!" Ardi announced with a smile.
"I am Ganesha!" Ganesha shouted, drumming his chest. "We are here to test their skills and if they win they will be rewarded for I am GANESHA!"
"First, we Have him. The legendary braver, the light of the Pallum, Finn Deimne!" Finn Deimne, a blonde-haired Pallum walked out with a smile, waving to the people. A lot of females swooned and grew blushes as they looked at Finn, getting the earl of a certain Amazon.
"Next, we have nine hells Riveria Ljos Alf," Walking proudly, Riveria smiled and waved at her Familia members.
One by one the adventurers came in. Gareth followed by cheers from the Amazoness, followed by Aiz with the cheers of those who were rooting for her.
"And now, for the third to the last, we have the swiftest! The Vana Freya himself, Allen Frommel," Walking proudly, the black-clad Allen Fromel, Freya Familia's second-in-command came in dressed in his best gear.
"Next, we have the record-breaker himself, The little rookie joining us! Give it up for Bell Cranel!"Cheers erupted from the arena at the sight of the white-haired adventurer walking into the arena proudly, his weapons sheathed by his side.
"Last but not the least!" Looking down the least Ardi gasped loudly. "No way!" Coughing to her hand to calm down. "Last but certainly not the least! We have, the King, himself, Ottar!"
The name of the strongest adventurer made everyone stop and look at the sight of the captain of the Loki Familia dressed in his best equipment, holding his prized sword.
Whispers exploded to the arena as everyone wondered, who were they fighting?
"It seems like whoever we will be fighting is so strong that we need to team up," Finn said with a smile aimed at the Boaz.
"Yes, I am eager to finally test his mettle," Ottar said with a smile. When was the last time he felt this excited? It has been so long...!
"!" Many people from the stands shivered with some of the weaker-minded ones even outright fainted.
"Aiz, hold on," Riveria said, grabbing the blonde girl and shaking her lightly. Ais was breathing so hard with her eyes wide in panic.
"What Pressure," Finn gritted out before wincing. His whole hand felt like it was trying to tear itself away from his arm and run away.
Looking at the other side of the arena, thick smoke surrounded the area.
"Is that? A throne?"
"Huh? No way!"
"No... That's a dragon skull!"
The smoke dissipated to reveal a man sitting on top of a dragon skull fashioned to a throne with one hand on a glass filled with crimson.
Black hair, danced with the breeze, dark eyes looked at the group of adventurers, peeking through their souls.
"Interesting," The man said with a smile as he lifted the glass on his hand, dowing the red fluid in one go gracefully. "People blessed with the divine," He said as a silver ripple appeared on top of his glass. Soon, a crimson fluid poured down off it and filled his glass.
"I shall see if you are worthy of being in my presence," The man said before the presence disappeared. He was still the same yet the aura he excluded was less refined and powerful.
"The adventurers will now proceed with this quest," Ardi said shakily as she recovered from the stress.
Downing the glass, the man threw away the empty glass and smiled. A crimson droplet poured from his mouth and slid to his throat. Reaching in, he removed his helmet to reveal the Face of someone they were familiar with.
"No way..." Bell said in disbelief as he helped Ais up.
"The battle against The Legacy of the tragedy, Ren Cruz, Begin!" Smiling, a shield and spear formed on his arms. An explosion from his back launched him forward shield-bashing Bell away.
Showing no emotions, Ren jumped back and stabbed his spear on the ground. Everyone inside the arena felt it. Their Falna was sealed!
"There is no mercy on the battlefield. Live like it's your last. Do you want to win? Show me your worth," Ren said, putting his shield on his back and pulled out a chain whip and cracked it.
"Today, Ren Cruz joins the hunt," He said as the chain wrapped itself on his right hand and his sword's blade fell off to reveal the sword that will become the holy sword that chooses the king or the demonic sword of the sun. The original sin, Merodach shone brightly and sung.
"Submit or die,"