Suddenly, Vonjo’s eyes twitched as something caught his attention—lines of translucent floating text appeared just above the crowd, shimmering like broken glass.

He narrowed his eyes.

Bullet comments again?

These comments were the key to his understanding of what was happening at that very moment, so he read them again.

He tilted his head, focusing.

[RainyMango77]: STOP HIM!! STOP HIM!!!

[KilluaFan69]: NOOOO PLEASE, FATHER OF EUGENE, SPARE HIM!!

[HeavensRightKnee]: THIS IS TOO MUCH! HE’LL DIE, STOP STOP STOP!!!

[EggWithHairline]: GEORGE’S GONNA BE SPLIT IN HALF! ABORT MISSION!!

[Yuno’sPanties]: STOP FATHER OF EUGENE RIGHT NOW, I’M BEGGING YOU ON MY KNEES

[XxNotDeadxX]: NOBODY TOUCH HIM!! HE’S GONNA SNAP!!

[FistOfChicken]: THIS ISN’T A FIGHT ANYMORE, IT’S A SLAUGHTER

[SimpLord456]: BRO THIS IS ABUSE—CALL THE ACADEMY, CALL THE GOVERNMENT

[JellyMaid]: WHY IS NO ONE INTERVENING!?

[FlameOnDaddy]: HE’S SMILING!!! THAT MONSTER’S SMILING—RUN GEORGE RUN

[DeezWills]: OH GOD HE DISAPPEARED!!!

[StolenWiFiUser]: HE’S ALREADY BEHIND YOU!!!

[GlizzySummoner]: AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!

[CryingFox69]: THIS ISN’T A DUEL, THIS IS A DEATH WISH—SOMEONE STOP THE FATHER OF EUGENE

Vonjo chuckled under his breath.

It was a low, knowing laugh. He understood exactly what was happening. His grin widened as the tall man—a Sutterfouse—let out a booming, mad laugh of his own.

The panic in the bullet comments only intensified.

And then, just like that—

The tall man vanished.

A blur of motion. A shadow swallowed by speed. Time almost paused in that instant as the watchers all realized it too late.

He was gone.

[RamenIsLife]: HE DISAPPEARED AHHHHHHHH

[YoruWorshipper]: WHERE’D HE GO!?!?

[DONTLOOKBEHINDYOU]: CHECK BELOW! CHECK BELOW!!

[SoupPrince]: HE’S UNDER HIM. I KNOW IT. I JUST KNOW IT! FUCK! FUCK!

Vonjo didn’t move. He already knew. His grin didn’t fade. After all, all these would add to his show off later.

BOOM!

A thunderous crack echoed through the entire stadium as the tall man of House Sutterfouse appeared directly beneath George.

George widened his eyes in fear.

But the tall man was so fast, he struck—a simple, brutal pinch to the stomach with two fingers that bent reality around it.

With that, George’s entire body snapped backward like a doll struck by a falling tower.

He was launched across the air—swoosh! slamming into the far stone wall of the arena with a sound that made the crowd collectively wince.

The bullet comments erupted.

[NoSignal444]: OH GOD OH GOD OH GOD

[PetalLover]: HE’S DEAD! GEORGE IS DEAD!

[Juice_Dealer]: THAT WAS A HIGH LEVEL BLOODLINE MOVE

[YeOldCucumber]: WAS THAT… VENGEFUL DOOM?!

[I’mDeadInside]: VENGEFUL DOOM?!? ARE YOU KIDDING ME???

Vonjo, who was watching and observing the bullet comments nodded, indeed saw that it was the Vengeful Doom! It is a high-level bloodline ability of the House of Sutterfouse.

Although it can’t compare to the monster bloodline ability trio, it is still powerful compared to the other bloodline abilities of the House of Sutterfouse.

The tall man straightened his back with exaggerated calm, walking towards George’s motionless body.

His steps echoed with a mocking tone, his voice following closely behind.

“So this is all you’ve got?” he scoffed, smirking with disdain. “Come on! I expected resistance. So all your deaths won’t be that much meaningless.”

Meanwhile, Vonjo stood still in the center of the field, watching, his eyes flicking from the tall man to George’s slumped form.

[HamsterCradle]: THIS IS THE END

[KumquatOverlord]: SOMEBODY THROW SOMETHING—USE A TALISMAN

[BitcrushDaddy]: STOP STARING, UNKOWN CHARACTER, HELP HIM

[NippleHammer23]: EUGENE DO SOMETHING!!

[FanOfChairs]: GEORGE IS DYING—THIS ISN’T AN EXHIBITION ANYMORE

Suddenly, a voice broke the rising panic. Hoarse. Desperate.

“DO IT, SON!!”

George’s shout rang across the arena, carried by blood and breath.

[HamsterCradle]: YES! THEY HAVE A TRUMP CARD! YES! FINALLY!

[KumquatOverlord]: Good job; you all listened well!

[BitcrushDaddy]: Phew! I thought it was the end!

[NoSignal444]: Hohohoho, use it well!

[PetalLover]: They will survive!

[YeOldCucumber]: YES! YES! YES!

[NippleHammer23]: Here comes the plot armor!

[FanOfChairs]: Eugene, focus!

[I’mDeadInside]: Plot! Plot! Plot! Armor!

Eugene flinched. His hands trembled.

With a single panicked motion, he threw the object he had been holding toward the tall man—a small blackened orb wrapped in sigils and sealed in iron.

But before it could reach its target—

Vonjo caught it.

Clean. Effortless. Like catching a feather.

The bullet comments immediately froze.

[CurtainCall]: wait wait wait wait

[MyDeadWife]: WHAT THE HELL!?

[GrampsHotSauce]: WHY’D YOU DAMN BACKGROUND CHARACTER CATCH IT??!

[NameNotFound]: THAT WASN’T FOR YOU

[Breaded]: HE’S GONNA DIE—HE TOUCHED IT!!

[Fatal_Entity]: THAT WAS A CURSED ITEM!!!

[UnderMyDesk]: IS THIS GUY STUPID OR SOMETHING?!

Eugene’s eyes went wide with horror. “W-What did you do?!”

The boy’s voice cracked. “Why did you catch that!? That was—You don’t understand—that thing’s cursed! It summons a spirit! A massive one! It activates the moment someone touches it—!”

Vonjo looked at the black orb in his palm, almost bored, then turned his gaze to Eugene.

“Well,” he said casually, “you’re all stealing my spotlight.”

“What…?” Eugene breathed.

Vonjo raised his voice now, addressing everyone—George bleeding on the far wall, Eugene shaking like a leaf, the tall Sutterfouse man smirking cruelly, and the thousands of bullet comments flying past like a digital storm.

“I’m supposed to deal with the both of them,” he said. “The man with the hound, and the one who just hit your father.”

The comments hesitated.

[EmergencySnacks]: The round-faced one AND the tall one?

[OhNoOhYes]: …wait what is he saying?

[MilkMinister]: He’s gonna 2v1 them?!

Vonjo tilted his head and gave a faint smile. “It seems you’re still confused. I said—this is my fight. Why are you all suddenly interfering? Isn’t that just a little bit insulting… to a man like me?”

He paused, then smiled wider.

“To the literal strongest.”

The comments exploded again.

[DryEyedAngel]: HERE HE GOES AGAIN

[BananaFan]: YOU CAN’T EVEN USE FALLEN CURSE ENERGY BRO

[OathKeep]: LITERAL STRONGEST MY ASS

[CoconutGod]: STOP TROLLING—PUT THE ORB DOWN

[CanYouEvenRead]: THAT CURSED ITEM IS GOING TO KILL YOU!!

The tall man and the round-faced man exchanged glances, then burst into laughter.

“Strongest?” the round-faced one sneered. “Aren’t you forbidden from using Fallen Curse Energy in battle? You can’t even cast a shadow spell!”

“You’re not even allowed to fight,” the tall man added, spitting. “Even if you could, you’d still die here. So go ahead—show us what the ‘strongest’ can do without any power.”

Vonjo chuckled. He looked down at the orb, which had begun to quiver.

A black mist curled around his fingers. His skin should have melted. His mind should have been consumed.

He raised his eyes again.

“You’re right,” he said softly. “I’m not allowed to use Fallen Curse Energy.”

He paused.

“…But only if I’m not worthy.”

And then—

Everything shifted.

Behind Vonjo, the air rippled. Shadows coalesced. Heat vanished. Light recoiled.

A presence surged into being.

The bullet comments turned into static.

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Eugene screamed, “NO!!”

His face paled as the orb in Vonjo’s hand cracked open with a hissing sound like splitting bones.

A dark entity poured out, its form writhing and skeletal, and yet—

It did not attack Vonjo.

Instead, it knelt.

Vonjo turned his head slightly, eyes gleaming with an impossible depth.

The cursed item had activated.

But it had recognized something.

And Eugene fell to his knees, trembling.

“No…” he whispered. “The curse… the curse of the cursed item in your hand—it’s taken effect…”

He looked up at Vonjo, his voice shaking.

“…but why is it kneeling?”

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