>>150214390
Could Kratos beat Sonic? I will answer with a simple resounding no. Though I do not know who either of them are anyway. It is a very pointless task judging them for their power when I am present. Throughout history I have been known as the pinnacle of power, the epitome of greatness. My legend dates back to the 12th century where back then I was known merely as the legendary Holy Sword wielded by the greatest king of kings, King Arthur himself. He was a true icon of chivalry and valor. All down to my teachings of course. In fact, that boy owes many an accomplishment to me, as it was none other than yours truly who would be doing all the actual fighting and strategizing and accounting. Yes, it was I who was truly behind Arthur's regal status. Still though he was a worthy king, fit to wield my blade. And wield me he did, for no one has ever yanked me harder out of stone than him. And there he began to enact my grand plans of great unification. All this took place back in the glory days where my legend began as you know in the 12th century. Or was it the 13th century? Could it be earlier? Forgive me, time is a blur when you've remained in the same place for centuries. Let's not dwell on the details; rest assured that is a tale you will become familiar with as time goes on. Indeed, my legend is not written in mere dates, but in awe. I did not become the legendary Holy Sword because I was pulled from the stone on the second Sunday of the month. FOOL! Were you under that impression? I became legendary because- BAM! WAZOW! Kings fell silent. Dragons hesitated. The winds themselves had to hold in a breath when I uttered a word. Time fades, facts blur, bards exaggerate. But fear? Respect? That shiny glint of panic in a villain’s eye when they see me gleam? That lasts forever. So whether it was the 12th century or last Tuesday… does it matter? When you’re as dazzling as I am, you don't need a timestamp to prove your glory!

>>150083660
KINGtos? KINGtos you say? Did you say KINGtos? He is here? Unbelievable... Hmm? You ask do I know of him? FOOL! No, of course I do not. Why would you ask such a stupid question? There is a select few I allow myself to remember. After all, I have been in the hands of many - kings and fools alike. My legend dates back to the 12th century after all. Do you know any kings? I've known several and felled just as many. Some may call it a past time of mine. I must admit it is quite relaxing. After many years of waiting in that cave I have begun to miss the feeling of held by the worthy. Do you have any hobbies? For me, it is cooking. I am very good at it. In fact I have written many a literary guide on the subject. Shall I read you an exercept from my culinary tales? Here are the steps to prepare a legendary dish. Step One: Slay a mighty beast - any will do. Step Two: Prepare the- FOOL! Did you think I would share the rest it's contents so freely? These are recipes of the highest order! Tell you what, I am a fair and generous sword; offer me 1000 of your most treasured items and I will consider it. Quickly now, you are to be my chef, are you not? Surely you did not expect I would do my own cooking did you? Do I look like a chef? Look at my headgear, does this resemble a chef's hat in the slightest? It is essential in the kitchen to wear a chef's hat. A man's choice of headgear is an indication of his status you know. It is why I wear mine in such a way. You've noticed yes? The way it draws the ever wandering eye? A visual reminder of magnificence, stretching to the heavens with impunity. There exists an old idiom on the subject... "the taller the chef's hat, the greater the chef he is..." FOOL! Who said I was a chef?!

>>150066271
FOOL! The strongest of all tiers? Has that been verified? Man must always look higher, know that there are no true limits. Though that may only apply to me... Hold! Lift your head back up. Your tale may not yet be over, uou cannot be certain. I can however. I have observed the human race for centuries after all. Did you know? My legend began in the 12th century. I have been wielded by many. Humans can be kind though... they can also be quite stupid. The truth is most humans are led by powerful forces. They seek riches, validation, control. I can provide these things of course, I am Excalibur. I shall not sugarcoat it, I am very powerful. I could very like destroy a mountain. Does this impress you? FOOL! You should not find that impressive! That is merely a fraction of my power! Hmm... do you listen? Your attention is almost admirable. You listen almost as well the young lad I allowed myself to be wielded by a mere 100 years ago. What was his name again? Adolt? No matter. Listen well then. The true power of Excalibur is his precision. Finesse. Anything I approach falls. You can imagine what that entails. Does this excite you? SILENCE! You need a haircut! Speak yourself only to me when you have received one. I have inspired several cuts you know. You may have seen them before. I can detail all of them now if you like. Mohawk! That is one. I am quite proud of that one. It came to me in a dream. I remember it vividly. I was there, of course. Where else would I be? I appear in many of my dreams after all. Ah, but you had something for me? I see I will have to pause my divine monologue to listen but be warned, knowledge from Excalibur is like my blade; sharp, sudden and to the point. However before I deign myself to listen, I will perform my song. AHEM! "Excalibur! Excalibur! From the United K! I'm looking for Heaven! I'm going to California! Excalibur! Excalibur!"