Giga-Throck was trapped. The Tactical Thirst Trap had overwhelmed his simple, blunt-force mind. His massive body was frozen, not by magic binding, but by intense, unwanted, visual focus on King Felix's aggressive aesthetic. His mind was locked in a state of cognitive overload, trying desperately to reconcile the perfection before him with his ingrained hatred of all things non-masculine.
King Felix, bathed in the pure, exhilarating heat of the 10,000 Flow Per Minute, approached the paralyzed brute.
"You see brute strength as power," Felix stated, his voice ringing with the amplified authority of his kingdom's collective Flow. "But true power is discipline. The dedication required to maintain a perfect aesthetic, to curate an image that demands worship that focus is lethal."
Felix knew a physical attack would be underwhelming. Giga-Throck's traditional armor, though dull, was magically reinforced. Felix had to attack the system.
He accessed his memory, channeling the knowledge of his former life years spent deep-diving into obscure forum architectures and anti-cheat exploits.
"Your armor is designed to withstand physical blows and elementary magic," Felix observed, circling the brute with impossible grace. "It's durable, but like all systems designed by those with limited imagination, it has a glaring, poorly patched exploit."
He reached out a slender, perfectly manicured hand and tapped a specific, tiny rune engraved on the side of Giga-Throck's right gauntlet. This rune was usually dormant, responsible only for stabilizing the armor's heat regulation.
[SYSTEM SCAN: CHADGARDIAN ARMOR DEBUG ROUTINE DETECTED. WEAKNESS: CORE OPERATING CODE IS INSECURELY LINKED TO THERMAL MANAGEMENT.]
Felix activated a new, immediate Kingly Skill.
Kingly Skill Activated: Forced Optimization Loop (Niche Exploit)
He didn't use mana; he used pure Flow energy, highly refined by his intense concentration. He injected a burst of Flow directly into the tiny rune, mentally executing a command sequence derived from a real-world, obscure kernel exploit.
The command was: {armor_thermal_regulator} = -99999
The intent was to force the armor's internal regulation system into a rapid, runaway loop of emergency compensation.
A moment later, Giga-Throck's armor didn't break; it failed. With a violent, high-pitched whine, the Chadgardian plate turned instantly from matte gray to a searing, retina-burning hot pink.
Giga-Throck let out a horrified, guttural scream, a sound of utter aesthetic trauma. His armor was not just pink; it was shimmering, glowing, and covered in tiny, moving heart emojis, all fueled by the corrupted thermal system struggling to compensate.
[GIGA-THROCK STATUS: AESTHETIC INTEGRITY FAILURE. MORALE DEBUFF: CATASTROPHIC. ENEMY VULNERABILITY: EXPOSED.]
The collective energy of Thighland's audience surged again. The sight of the monstrous, traditional warrior suddenly clad in a blindingly pink, heart-patterned death suit sent the Flow skyrocketing. This was the ultimate victory of aesthetics over brute force.
"You tried to dismiss our Rituals of Gooning as weakness," Felix stated, delivering the final, crushing blow. "But our focus turned your strength into a joke."
Felix raised his hand, channeling the entirety of the surging Flow. He didn't fire a destructive blast. Instead, he executed his final, devastating move:
Kingly Skill Activated: The Fan Service Finale (S-Tier AOE Emotional Damage)
With a final, explosive surge of power, Felix performed a perfect, mid-air spinning flourish, ensuring his body line, his hair, and his armor shimmered under the pink-lit scene. He landed in a flawless, triumphant pose, his expression a mix of regal superiority and perfectly curated mischief.
The resulting shockwave was pure, concentrated humiliation. Giga-Throck's body shuddered as his remaining armor was not shattered, but reformatted. The pink plate vanished, leaving the brute standing in the arena in a simple, shamefully ill-fitting, gray cotton shirt and mismatched, pastel-striped socks.
"You are defeated," Felix announced, his voice carrying the finality of a divine decree. "Your aesthetic is destroyed. Your reputation is forfeit."
The crowd erupted in a frenzied, unified roar. Giga-Throck, defeated not by wounds but by being visually dismantled and publicly shamed, fled the arena in silent, utter disgrace, leaving the pink, heart-covered remnants of his armor scattered on the ground.
[VICTORY ACHIEVED. FLOW CONSOLIDATED. NEW SYSTEM SKILL UNLOCKED: AESTHETIC VORTEX. REWARD: CHARISMA RANK UP TO S++. KINGDOM DEFENSE POWER: MAX.]
King Felix II stood in the center of the arena, his Aesthetic Integrity at 100%, the Flow coursing through him like liquid power. His debut was complete. The Kingdom was safe, and the power of dedicated, ritualized Gooning was proven to be the ultimate weapon.