Muzan's eyes gleam with predatory resolve, his black coat fluttering in the unnatural wind. In the distance, Jesus stands calm and composed, his white robe glowing faintly, an island of serenity in this hostile world. Dust swirls around their feet as the two destinies converge, the silence broken only by Muzan's slow approach.
"So, this is where your journey ends, Jesus," Muzan taunts, slipping off his shoes with deliberate, mocking slowness. Jesus meets his gaze, eyes unfaltering, a quiet strength in his posture. "Even your Father cannot save you. No miracle will intervene."
Jesus raises a hand in gentle protest, but Muzan is relentless. Their clash sends shockwaves rippling through the earth. In a final surge, Muzan hurls Jesus to the ground, pinning him with a foot pressed to his head. "This is the power you cannot match," he sneers, grinding his heel down.
Muzan stands victorious over Jesus's motionless form, his face twisted with triumph. He lowers his gaze, savoring the moment, then turns away, leaving behind a silence deeper than death. The field is empty but for the echo of his laughter.
As Muzan climbs, radiant angels descend to bar his path, their wings wide and swords drawn. One by one, he cuts them down, his power overwhelming their celestial might. Feathers and sparks fall like rain as Muzan pushes forward, undaunted.
God[/@ch_3] seated in solemn majesty. The air is charged with divinity, the throne room echoing with the remnants of a celestial choir.]
"So, the almighty himself finally appears," Muzan declares with a smirk, arrogance radiating from every pore. God's gaze is mournful but resolute as he stands. The two titans circle each other, power building until the very air vibrates.
Muzan lands a devastating kick, catching God off guard and sending him sprawling to the floor. Muzan does not hesitate—he tramples the fallen deity, each step a mockery of divine authority, his laughter echoing through the heavens. "So much for omnipotence. Your reign ends beneath my heel," he jeers, pressing his foot onto God's head in final, brutal victory.
