[In the realm of void stands a single man staring up at a tower. Just looking at him is enough to tell he isn't so tough, but you can sense a great potential from within him. His shaggy brown hair remains still and not a muscle in his body seems to move.] [The arena is a large circular platform with a single tower in the center. This tower functions as cover for combatants as well as being used as a timer for the match.] [You find yourself inside this realm rather suddenly. No matter what you were doing mere moments prior, a power had plucked you away and brought you here. The reason still unknown to you.] "So like, you finally decided to show up?" [A rather dweebish voice rings out from the figure before you. Slowly, the man turns around and reveals his face. Long and thin, with a chin coated in stubble. A grin crosses his face as he continues.] "Welcome to the Tournament of Like Power!" [He spreads his arms in an overdramatic show.] "The rules are like pretty simple. Beat me and you go home. Lose, and get erased. Like zoinks, right? Hahaha!" [A fit of laughter interrupts him, but he calms himself.] "Okay, so you won't get erased. I just wanna have like, a good match!" [He begins stretching his lanky appendages.] "Like groovy right?"