Tournament of Power Tribute: Concave

Enjoy. Its about dragonball super lmfao.

Across the skies began to flicker,
When the gods announced their decree,
A cry rang through the countless worlds—
“Fight, or fall eternally.”

Ten hearts gathered, battle-scarred,
Bound by trials they overcame,
And stepped into the endless void
Where universes play their final game.

Ten warriors left to stand,
On an edge beyond all time.
With the cosmos watching close,
Every heartbeat on the line.
When the stakes became existence,
When all hope slipped through their hands—
They roared into the darkness,
Ten warriors left to stand.

In a ring that floated nowhere,
Built of stone and godlike will,
Champions clashed like living comets,
Shockwaves tearing through the still.

Speed beyond the mortal eye,
A battlefield where legends thrive,
Each universe with desperate fire
Fighting just to stay alive.

Ten warriors left to stand,
Facing fear in shifting sands.
Every blow a universe
Held within a single hand.
Through the rubble, through the silence,
Through the chaos unplanned—
They endured the storm together,
Ten warriors left to stand.

Then descended pure resolve,
Eyes like burning, tempered steel.
A titan forged from endless training,
A will no god could bend or heal.

Many fell before his presence,
Many broke beneath his gaze—
Yet the fighter born of Earth
Met that power with a blazing haze.

When the beat of battle faded
And the body reached its end,
A silver light ignited—
A new form began to ascend.

No thought, no fear, no faltering,
Only instinct sharp as knives,
Dancing through the crushing void
On the thread between their lives.

Ten warriors left to stand…
But the final hour neared.
One heartbeat lit the heavens
As the silver flame appeared.
With the cosmos split in awe,
With each god forced to understand—
A new legend rose unbroken,
Ten warriors left to stand.

But even light can flicker,
Even gods can feel the strain.
Silver faded, knees grew heavy,
Hope slipped through the smoke and flame.

Then an unlikely bond awakened,
Two rivals forged by fire’s hand—
Enemies turned comrades
In the final desperate stand.

Ten warriors left to stand,
Though their strength was wearing thin,
With a roar that shook creation
They refused to let him win.
Side by side they charged the titan,
Every scar a battle brand—
And the fate of all existence
Rested on their last command.

When the echoes finally settled,
When the dust cleared from the land—
A universe was rescued
By ten warriors left to stand.

When the void returned to silence,
When erased worlds breathed again—
The story echoed through the stars:
Even gods can be saved
By mortal men.