Paragraph of: New Ends.

An Open glowing light appears before him, shining the room off its dark nature. TAM grips the outer small layers on the rays of light, pushing them at their limits, struggling to open extend them. The effort put is enough for the portal to be larger. As he reaches back down of the back collar of Times dress, drags her near the entrance. From a dark gloomy room of a back shed from the depths of the galaxy, a man in white and yellow enters the portal to another realm. A broken reality of shattered glass, different colours of each shard. The floor embedded into a white bright light. From afar, there's 3 people, 2 injured, one ready to fight.

It's Kevin, standing in a defensive position before he slowly comes back up, standing still. From the opposite direction, it's Zamas and Beverly. She seems to be on the ground, unresponsive, defeated… As for Zamas, standing, barely able to use his legs to balance himself up, using his left hand to cover a big portion of his face. He doesn't bleed, but from what TAM sees, it might have not been a nice reunion of old friends. 

Kevin notices TAM standing in front of the new open portal, dragging the almost lifeless body of Time. 

TAM: I brought you a souvenir! Check this out!

From a swing, TAM launches Time in between on Kevins legs. Clenching his fist, his face turns from a distinct dead stare, to pure hatred. 

TAM: Sorry for ruining this party! But it seems the outside world should be put under new management… 

Zamas: What are you doing here! Where are the others! You should go back to the Ghala, protecting the citizens from danger!

TAM and Kevin both look at Zamas with an intrigued face of anger, slowly becoming annoyed.

TAM: I think it's time I put an end to this tyranny master. The Altiverse has suffered enough of both of your wraths, especially you Kevin. Ever since you've been brought back to life, you've done nothing but cause trouble. Even with the strength you have, you can't solve every problem with just brute force alone. 

Kevin slowly becomes more annoyed, looking down at the corpse of his wife, remaining only her last smile before passing away in the battle that stumbled in his absence. 

Kevin: What did you do to her…

TAM: Time? HAH! Like I told you, nobody can remain the strongest forever! Not with your attitude around. A buddy i had like you could never run over-

Kevin: I said what the FUCK DID YOU DO TO HER YOU BROKEN PIECE OF WHORE! (In a flash, Kevin launches himself at TAM in the fastest speed possible that he could maintain, striking a kick to the stomach from above)

TAM: GAHH!!! (he gags as he's pushed away at a high speed, kicked to the stomach. In a quick movement, he kicked the ground during his air lift and proceeded to make a back flip, landing on the ground, kneeling). FUCK!!!... damn you…! 

As TAM is gasping for air, he looks up to Kevin, a glimpse of pure hatred, standing normally, fists clenched and ready to take in another blow. TAM then scrapes off his saliva from his mouth, giggling. 

Kevin: …hmph…

TAM:  You sure know how to take a hit and return it harder… (steps up back to a stance, imitating a god), but you'll never know how to take me down… I haven't achieved pure perfection out of two elements just so you can beat me with nothing but your punches and kicks… You're ridiculous… Nothing but a mere mortal like I was… 

Kevin: If power is what you searched on that god hood you were hunting all these years, then this was a waste… I'll make you pay for what you did to her…

TAM: OH HO HO HO!!! Cocky! I see, I see! Taken a bit of jealousy? No… You'd never be jealous of my power… Or any kind for that matter. If you want me to be honest… I looked up to you as an idol, the person i want to become, the power i wanted to use for my own… I didn't need that.. I see that now… Technically speaking, you're just using a base level of strength and speed, lowering your potential in this fight while im boosting myself with the power of a god and a powerful soul. 

Using his left arm, TAM slowly pulls it up above his head, spreading his hand, searching for a source of energy. 

TAM: Having a grand that could be infinite potential… I don't need strength or speed to beat you… I just need to average more than your potential… THAT WAY I'LL BE RESPECTED IN THIS WORLD AS THE STRONGEST!!! ONCE!!! AGAAAAAIN!!!!

A burst of unknown bright thunders struck the dimension, all of them connecting near TAM. Out of the brightness from the impact, strays ahead a newly formed god. Shining in bright white light accompanied with bolts of lighting appearing every now and then. White and yellow clothing that resembles the uniform made by Zamas, but opposite colour, suited up for TAM.

TAM: What do you think… Kevin… Does this not make you want to run away, to leave this fight and make fucking peace amongst worlds once again? Or are you gonna stand there like a coward waiting for me to give you your finishing blow…

Kevin: If flashy lights and clown clothing is what's gonna make me run away, you're already at the finish line. (with a quick flash of a movement, Kevin springs at TAM, almost hitting a kick to the ribs, front ahead blocked by a ray of light).

TAM: Not so… Fast! (With the parried attack, his hands blocking the quick swirls to the left, pushing Kevin to the side) AGH! (One motion of a kick embodied with a lighting strike is enough to send Kevin flying) If you're gonna use your power against me at least give me a taste of your full potential!

During the air, Kevin grips the crystalized ground and swifts himself back at TAM with one push. Once at impact, both of them exchange parried blows, Kevin remaining in the air as he only uses his legs to irritate TAM. 

TAM: Don't get ahead of yourself! 

TAM pushes one of his hands back preparing a charged light attack. Kevin curls up his legs in a blocking position as the extended arm back at him reaches its peak, sending him flying by a ray of light. Such an attack would evaporate the average human, but no damage was done to Kevin.

TAM: Why don't we have a little fun in our last duel…

Landing on the shattered crystal above the front view of TAM, Kevin stands bipedal, ready to attack again. 

Kevin: You like wanking to your own voice dontcha!? 

During this time, Zamas is able to heal the remains of his injuries, reaching up to Time and picking her up. As for Beverly, her fate was already sealed. Once someone Zamas called lover, is now the reason the Altiverse is in trouble, a treason to his goal. 

Zamas: Rest in peace… Beverly…

As the two in the distance fight, Zamas is slowly approaching the barely open portal. Ready to take a step out of the realm.

Zamas: Time, hold on a bit longer… i'll give you a healing treatment as fast as i get to leave this place…

Leaving the portal, Zamas gently pushes Time out of his shoulder, leaving her in a safe place inside the shed, trying desperately to contact one of his angels to come and help them out. No one responds… they're dead… 

Meanwhile in the broken realm, TAM and Kevin exchange blows, from the endlessly increasing power, none seemed to outmatch each other. Two of the strongest beings in the Altiverse, giving them all just for their own ideology to win. One looking to re-balance the Altiverse in his own image of a god and one to balance it through authority and equal rights. A battle that seems to never end, it could go for years without getting exhausted. Two beasts on opposite sides of a coin.

Back to the mortal realms of the multiverse, Everyone is fighting for their life. Those who cant defend themselves for long, lose their life in battle. The strong cannot protect the weak anymore, they have to protect themselves in order to balance the world once again. 

Amongst the many dark beasts and panicked Soul Fighters, one stands proud, killing each and one of them easily, dancing while doing so. No attack can phase him, as no attack can hit him. RAM gives it his all against the shadows of demons, playing with both of his high-tech-M16s. 

RAM: Oi! FAM! Check this out! (from within his belt, he takes out a plasma grenade, approaches a demon and dodges his attack. In a fast movement, RAM pushes down the button and blocks the demon’s mouth, drags his neck as he jumps out in the air and throws him in a busy crowd of demons) Shoot that one! 

FAM: Kaaaa- (pointing two fingers at the target, shoots out a bolt of fire, making the plasma bomb explode and fuse itself with fire) -BOOOM!!!

RAM: Ahahaha!

IAM: Stop playing around and actually kill these things, for fuck sakes!

RAM: Aw, cmon! Live a little dawg, have fun while you can have it! We haven't fought like this in centuries.

IAM: I'd rather be home than having to fight again… I've retired, remember?

RAM: You don't look retired to me.

IAM: Fuck you…

RAM: Not the time for compliments brother. You have FAM for that.