Outside the Walls of the Kingdom

Aaron's group of travellers appeared outside his city, the illusion that Aaron had created unravelling before them as the teleportation ended. Aaron watched as the Werewolves looked at the large-enough Kingdom.

Now, let me, The Describer, give a better description of the city.

Essentially, the city was laid out like Crystet's old city, but it was made of materials that Aaron had made out of thin air. At its most basic level Godly Energy was condensed into a physical form. Aaron could change the city at will, but he liked having it in the typical fantasy style. It just felt right to him, considering the other Kingdoms had a similar kind of look as well.

The only real difference between this city and the others of this world was the unique layout, copying the one from Crystet's home city and its almost unbelievable durability. The Kingdom's walls could withstand anything up to two and a half million newtons of force. This is unattainable by humans and every creature known to be planetary-bound. However, Aaron was pretty confident that he'd be able to knock them down if he got serious about it. Still, you're talking around a hundred thousand human punches at once, all on one precise spot. They'd all also have to be thrown by amateur human boxers, which is not a strength most people attain in their lifetime.

Anyways, in all honesty, not even I, the Describer, know precisely how Aaron made these materials using his Godly Energy. They exist, and they are currently used for the buildings, the walls, and even the floors of every building. This means that each building is as strong as the walls that protect them.

Anyways, I've diverted your attention for long enough, AuthRecSys. Let me bring you back to Aaron.

"So, how do you like my Kingdom?" Aaron asked Oki, tapping him on the head. "It's...amazing. I can't think of any other way to describe it." He replied before delivering a swift and brutal punch to the wall, expecting it to break under his pressure. However, when he pulled his hand back away, he realised that all of the bones in his hand were broken. He looked over to Aaron, emotionless as Aaron just looked back at him, holding back laughter. "Aaron, what did you do to this wall?" Oki asked before pointing at his hand. "Also, would you mind helping with this? If the pain gets any worse, I feel like I might actually scream."

"I just made the walls out of a material that you couldn't comprehend. Also, sure." Aaron responded, hinting at his Godly Energy. He didn't know how strong it was, so he assumed it was invincible. After all, he didn't know anyone who would have the strength to break the wall down. Aaron snapped his fingers, and in half a second, the bones in Oki's hand reverted to their original state, almost as if they had never been broken. "Wow. You have some absolutely insane powers, Aaron." Oki commented before turning to face the Werewolves. "Alright, everybody! This is our new home, so feel free to find a new place to live! Group up if you feel like it, but make sure you follow any rules that Aaron sets! That logically includes no murdering other people!" Oki announced as the Werewolves chuckled slightly. They weren't planning on harming anyone, but it was nice to see Oki casually throw in that reminder.

All of the Werewolves began walking into the city with their stuff. They had brought their belongings with them through teleportation. Aaron watched them with a happy face as he let out a relaxed sigh, everyone else following suit. His work over the past while was finally coming to fruition. However, he knew for a fact that his work wasn't over yet. After all, there was still the competition to start, that YuGiOh match he had promised to Crystet, along with personal training with Soul. After all, he hadn't heard much out of him for the past while.

'̴I̶'̴m̸ ̴s̷t̶i̷l̴l̴ ̴h̵e̴r̶e̷,̴ ̷y̴o̵u̴ ̴k̸n̵o̵w̷?̸ ̷I̶'̴m̵ ̵j̵u̵s̶t̶ ̶t̶a̵k̵i̸n̸g̵ ̵a̶ ̷b̷a̵c̷k̷s̸e̷a̵t̴ ̸i̵n̵ ̴a̵l̵l̴ ̵o̴f̵ ̶t̶h̵i̷s̴,̶ ̴w̴a̸t̷c̸h̸i̵n̷g̴ ̷t̶h̷i̸s̵ ̸s̴t̴u̴f̴f̷ ̷g̷o̶ ̴d̸o̸w̵n̷ ̴w̷i̸t̴h̷ ̴M̷e̴m̸i̶c̵a̸.̵ ̵I̶ ̸m̸u̵s̶t̵ ̷s̸a̷y̴,̷ ̸s̷h̶e̶ ̷d̷o̷e̴s̸ ̵h̷a̷v̶e̶ ̵s̷o̷m̸e̸ ̷s̴t̶r̵a̸n̴g̷e̵ ̷v̶i̸e̷w̵s̴ ̴o̸n̵ ̷t̶h̶i̴n̴g̴s̷.̵ ̶M̶u̵c̵h̵ ̸l̸i̴k̴e̸ ̷I̸ ̷d̶o̸,̷ ̸i̵f̵ ̶w̶e̴'̴r̵e̷ ̷b̴e̴i̸n̴g̴ ̸f̶a̶i̷r̴.̵'̶ Soul randomly said to Aaron with a raspy voice, almost as if Soul was reading his thoughts. That sentence was then followed by the sound of Soul coughing up something. 'Christ, I need to fix up whatever's causing me to secrete this black gunk in my lungs.' Soul commented, his voice much clearer. 'Oh, so you're back to talk again? What's up?' Aaron responded, confused.

'Well, you know how you're hosting that tournament? I want to enter myself in it.' Soul explained to Aaron, as Aaron just stood still in shock. 'Excuse me, what? You do realise how unfair of a tournament that would be, right? I mean, you, with my abilities, blew up an entire planet. I'm not sure it would be a good idea to enter you into a tournament with normal people.' Aaron responded as Soul brought up his arguments.

'What if I limit my power? After all, if you can do it, I should reasonably do the same. Plus, you increase your power whenever you land a punch, just to actually deal enough damage to hurt. What if I make my power equal to the power level of the other people there. After all, I think I can copy their power level to my own. Plus, it might be fun.' Soul explained, bringing up some decent points. 'Don't kill them, and you've got a deal. No mortal wounding or crippling either. I just want to make sure you don't permanently injure people. Also, if you win, you'll get your own ability, but the person who came in second to you also gets one. Sound fair?' Aaron returned, causing Soul to chuckle in Aaron's mind. 'I wouldn't have it any other way, as it wouldn't be fair for the other person. Now, do we have a deal?' Soul asked Aaron, confirming the terms and conditions of his participation.

'Your entry has been accepted. Welcome to the arena.' Aaron responded, walking into the city with a proud smile on his face. He was feeling good about himself.