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He smirked a little bit. If there was one thing he loved to do, it was mess with the heads of those from other worlds. Especially those who are clearly very arrogant and deserved a mild lesson in humility. However, he heard a alarm he was well acquainted to. He hurried and looked at the clock, and realized it was time for the Mysterious Ruler to make his appearances on screen. The Man's face seemed to have visibly paled from through the cloak.

It seemed the Neutral Space, which is designed to hold everyone's hypothetical maximum power combined  without a scratch from every possible world, and tank all worlds self-destructing themselves infinitely (or in this case, JBW profile) seemed to unmake and make itself inifinite^'s of times  as a giant figure, 6 feet high, holding a golden scepter on one hand, with a golden cloak hiding his body's true appearance , was materializing slowly unto the throne.

As his full, massive form appeared, He descended unto the masses, slowly, like a Angel descending from Heaven. All you can see from his cloak are turquoise glowing eyes ,

" The Mysterious Ruler, God of the Neutral Zone and Judge of the Tournament, has appeared ". Said a monotone, virtually robotic voice essentially Omnipresent throughout the whole Neutral Zone.