*Mateus laughs in the face of such an enemy* The door dares to stand in the path of an Emperor? How foolish. I shall have it's creator executed for such gall. *Mateus opens the Door*

Mateus opens the door. Or so he thinks. What he had opened was actually none other than himself!!! The door now stood behind him with an impressive dark-red aura. Meanwhile, Mateus was holding his own hand which he had twisted like a doorknob. The throbbing pain suddenly sets in as he realizes the mistake he had made. The door lets out a slight creak, as though mocking him for his folly of even thinking himself capable of opening it.

You dare mock the emperor of hell, door? * Mateus lays down a wall of mines in front of him before charging an orb and launching it at the door to try and destroy it.* Beckoning Blast.

The orb latches onto the door and sticks there. It's a sturdy piece of craftsmanship. You hear a faint creaking noise. It's not coming from the door in front of you this time.

Ho? *Mateus trace a shape on the ground and conjures a thunder crest before sliding it towards the creking noise.*

The emperor's thunder crest slowly makes its way to where the creaking noise was, but it seems to have already disappeared... In fact, the first door is now gone as well. Then, the noise resonates again, right in your back. A dark force makes itself felt.

* If anything were at his back, due to the way he was looking, it would have collided with his mine wall. As such, Mateus is unphased* You are wasting the time of your emperor, vermin.

The mines do in fact explode, and a pained creak can be heard quickly followed by the sound of a door collapsing onto the ground. But is that really the case? Will you dare to look back?

Ha ha ha. Fool. *Mateus spins around and looks mockingly at whatever just ran into his minefield.*

in front of him lay a tiny door. It was in shards. Unrepairable. No carpenter could bring this poor child back. it's mother would be oh so sad... Speaking of which. The previous door was back and with a creaking roar of hatred it slammed it's heavy wooden body into the emperor. Such strength and speed could only be matched by a god. This may only be the elder brother of the family, but he already resembled his father strikingly, not that the emperor would know of it.

You dare strike me? Bold but foolish. * Mateus would create a field of glowing lights.* Come fool. Kneel before me.

( I assume mateus is standing in the middle of the field?)

( Naturally.)

The door does not approach. You can feel it's keyhole staring intently at you. It's piercing gaze inspects the very depths of your regal soul. You are not supposed to know fear, and yet... Something inside you swells, like drops of water that make their way through the cracks and holes of the armor around your heart. You find yourself trembling. It was as though the ground itself was shaking beneath your feet. What do you do?

*The field of lights still up, Mateus throws two orbs of fire at the door.*

By standing still and focussing on the brother door, Mateus had committed a grave error. Unbeknownst to him, the mother had already appeared, and not just anywhere, but right underneath him! Too absorbed in his offensive against the older brothoor, whom, by the way, still stood tall, despite the fire and flames engulfing his body, Mateus had failed to notice the presence beneath his feet. But it was now too late. The door was already gaping. This hole would suck the unlucky emperor in with all it's monstrous might. Meanwhile the brother now seized it's chance to strike. With the anger and rage that only revenge can spur on like this, he dashed through the emperor's traps, setting them all off in a last attempt at smashing the bastard down his mother's gaping hole.

What? *Mateus is suprised by the sudden door appearing under him somehow. Regardless, he makes evasive manoeuvres, using his natural ability to float to side step the hole and spins his staff, using the spinning staff to block the attack from the smaller door. Around him and both doors, a glyph appears and a wall of of light locks them in. Meteors begin to fall from the sky.* You fools. You should have just submitted like the pieces of furniture you are. Now I shall bring upon you all the powers of hell. Starfall.

As small meteors begin to fall, the two doors face impending dread. Certainly they would get flattened by the huge ass meteor that comes at the end of this attack. There would be nothing left of them. They shall be annihilated like the miserable worms they were. These were probably the thoughts that coursed through the emperor's mind as a large, square shadow profiled itself above all. The elder brothoor had resigned himself. He hadn't much longer left to live. The mother however, would do all in her capabilities to escape and for one reason only: the absolute, complete, flawless annihilation of the murderer of her two beloved children. Still embedded in the ground, she dissolved her physical essence and disappeared into the aether once again.

*Having defeated the powerful opponents, Mateus would laugh.* You should have disposed of your fantasies and accepted me as your master. Pitiful insects. This match was decided from the outset. *With a triumphant smirk, The Emperor would teleport away, his boredom sated for the moment.*

Little did he know that his spell, starfall had not had the effect he intended. As he teleports away, he would be quick to realize he had not actually moved an inch. Furthermore, the square, now a rectangle, shaped shadow had gotten bigger. Significantly bigger. It was so big you could barely see where it started. Despite the size of the shadow, the "meteor" was still far, far up in the sky. It still only looked like a dot. What could be going on here? A creaking noise echoed all around the area. It was elongated and rather feminine in tone.

Shinji walks into the thread. Takes one look at the door, and goes into the fetal position instantly OH GOD I THOUGHT I HAD ESCAPED YOU!

After a long and arduous fall, the daddy-door finally hits the ground and destroys the entire known universe. yall dead.