Across from him stood Tyrant Uzoj—calm even as the storm raged around him—gripping a long spear that hummed with the power of the endless sea.
Jozu snarled, voice booming like thunder across the shattered plains:
"Today you will die, Uzoj!"
Uzoj's tone didn't waver. Not even under the sky splitting open above them.
"We will see."
Jozu swung his mighty axe downward. Uzoj raised his spear, metal clashing against metal—
THUD!
The land convulsed.
Lightning ripped across the horizon, flattening whole ridges. The shockwave blasted both titans backward, sending them flying through uprooted earth as the air itself grew heavier—dense, suffocating, charged with divine hostility.
They rose again.
Jozu and Uzoj fought countless times.
Jozu—the Thunder God, whose wrath split mountains.
Uzoj—the Tyrant of the Sea, who commanded the tides like his own heartbeat.
Every day, Jozu unleashed storms that could erase towns.
Every day, Uzoj answered with tidal force powerful enough to drown nations.
BOOM! BOOM! BOOM!
Their clashes tore the island apart—storms swallowing the sky, waves carving through the land, lightning burning everything to ash. With each collision, Emka fell deeper into ruin… until it became the country of destruction remembered today.