Chapter 19 – Part 10: The Sweet Boxing Tournament – Zeus vs The Treasure King

There is no king in a world made of laughter, muscles, and marshmallows there are only friends… and golden memories.

Caramel rumble Arena hope Kingdom suspended between cream galaxies and ambrosia mists, the arena floated a perfect circle of crystallized marshmallow it rested on streams of melted lightning, cradled by the sweet winds of the Hope Kingdom its ropes shimmered like liquid rainbows, its cookie-crunchy stands overflowed with cheering spectators slimes waving banners, miniature dragons breathing confetti fireworks,and demigods holding signs made of molten chocolate the tournament wasn’t a war it was a celebration standing on a floating star, clad in a midnight blue kimono embroidered with dreams and sugary constellations,Saphira watched the arena.In her hands, a small mallet, forged of condensed lightning and silence her calm, crystalline gaze could silence a titan.

— “I will tolerate strength but not chaos,” she simply said.
— “First blow out of line, you end up in my tower.”

A chill swept through the crowd even Zeus paused for a moment.

Zeus, shirtless, tattooed with ancient lightning, wore gloves of raw gold he warmed up unrestrained, shouting as if summoning the storm itself into the ring.

— “I’ll hit you with the hymn and might of the sky, crab!”

Across from him stood a strange figure: The Treasure King, a cosmic being composed of ancient coins, stellar diamonds, and forgotten jewels.
Every step rang with heavy chimes, every breath gave off the cold scent of wealth.

— “I’ll buy your dignity, old thunder.”

As soon as the bell rang a celestial bell forged by  Pink, Zeus leapt his body sliced the air like living lightning three uppercuts, a celestial hook the King stepped back, shielding his chest behind a shield of opals he countered with a blast of razor-sharp diamonds Saphira frowned everything calmed instantly.

The King struck back slowly but each punch carried the density of storms his fists released waves of precious matter the ground shook at every impact.

Zeus stepped back, surprised, then burst out laughing.

— “Your gold won’t buy you honor!”

A violet bolt split the caramel sky a runic ink portal opened and Odin, king of Asgard, stepped in shirtless gloves woven from threads of fate.

— “You promised me a duel, Zeus here I am.”

Saphira raised her mallet.

— “Three-way match triple trial sacred rules first to falter leaves the ring.”

The melee broke out, a baroque symphony of muscle and legend Zeus fought Odin olympian pride versus Nordic wisdom their blows made the crowd sway, clinging to their sugar-crafted seats The Treasure King, seeing his rivals tiring, unleashed a shower of emeralds and sapphire blades but instead of falling, Zeus and Odin exchanged a glance for a moment, Olympus and Asgard stood side by side they struck together, a thunder of unity, a celestial hammer, an ancient wave.the King staggered, a crack split his golden chest, and diamonds poured like blood.

Saphira raised her hand.

— “Final strike make it count.”

Silence fell even the gods hushed Zeus, Odin, and the King leapt at oncethree fists three styles three souls they struck the center of the arena a flash an implosion of light and sugar the ring melted completely.

Silence fell like a soft blanket then one tiny slime burst out laughing Saphira, covered in melting glitter, declared:

— “No one won but you certainly entertained me.”

She gently tapped the ground with her mallet the gloves vanished in their place, three trophy cookies, each bearing the likeness of their bearer.

End of Chapter 19 – The Sweet Boxing Tournament: Zeus vs The Treasure King.