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F O R C E S
It was time for the first match to begin. People had packed into the stadiums, and it had been about an hour since signups had begun. The contestants had been awaiting, most probably nervous, for things to start. Finally, after some deliberation on lineups, a WhiteOp, dressed in white robes with a mask over his face, appeared on the tournament floor, looking around at the many people in the stadium before him, all of whom got quite silent upon his appearance. "I would like to announce," he began, his voice magically amplified, "The first match..."
Materializing a sheet of paper in his hands, he read the paper and looked back up at the crowd. "Rev versus Chal."
The crowd roared as the WhiteOp awaited the two to appear, so he could go over the last minute rules with them and announce the start of the tournament. Chal, who was nervously sitting in the Contestant Deck talking with the other contestants, appeared center-stage, next to the WhiteOp, his Genesis Staff in his hand, his dragon-scale Genesis Armor on, and an aura of Genesis Magic surrounding him. He awaited to see who this Rev person was...
The Excel Tournament was under way.