02x01 - Good vs. Evil

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Are you chickening out?

The rules are simple.

Victory is determined
when either a human or a god dies.

It is Niflheimr,
the complete termination of the soul.

There is no "after this."

You want to assist mankind, don't you?

This is a battle of souls.

GOOD VS. EVIL

Brünnhilde!

The gods won the first two bouts,

but mankind got their first win
in the third bout.

Now it's two to one in favor of the gods.

Yes. And the gods
can't afford to lose two in a row.

They're sure to pull out
all the stops in the fourth bout.

Then I wonder who they'll send in.

It'll be me!

Th-This aura...

It's you, Hercules!

You sure have grown, Göll.

It is good to see you again, Hercules.

Yeah, long time no see, Brünnhilde.

I see you're still
getting yourself into trouble.

I'm glad to see
that you haven't changed either, Hercules.

You're even more spirited than before.

Incidentally,
did you just say, "It'll be me"?

Yeah. I'll be fighting in the next bout.

Though I probably
shouldn't say such a thing,

I wish you good fortune.

Thanks. Same to you.

I saw that.

You sure are chummy
with those Valkyries, Hercules.

Oh, that's right.

They're Norse and you're Greek,

but even so,
you're all half-breed demigods.

Puts you in an awkward position, huh?

Humans are worthy opponents.

As a champion of the gods
and as a warrior,

it is my duty to fight a worthy battle.

If you say so.

Loki, let me make one thing clear.

I'm against the elimination of mankind.

But now that I've entered the Ragnarok,
I won't be losing.

As a champion of the gods,
I swear I'll blow my opponent away!

And with my victory in hand,

I'll petition for mankind to be saved!

I still can't tell
whose side you're actually on.

As always,
I'm on the side of the righteous.

The "righteous," huh?

So... Hercules will be fighting
in the fourth bout.

Yeah. It's hard to decide
which side to cheer for.

Yes, it truly is.

By the way, who could possibly be
a match for Hercules anyway?

Actually, his opponent has
already been determined.

Really?

He's the human I hate the most,
the foulest scum among scumbags,

the vilest piece of filth
that ever existed.

What?

What?

You mean...

The sadistic m*rder*r, Jack the Ripper...

The man who became a god,
the glorious symbol of justice,

will face off against
the most diabolical man to live,

the incarnation of the darkest evil.

It's a true battle of good versus evil!

There's no way of knowing
how this bout will end!

Why him?

Lü Bu, Adam, and Kojiro Sasaki were
all men worthy of representing mankind!

The way they fought
impressed even us gods!

But not this lowlife!

Why the hell must I fight him?

He's the vilest of vermin,

a bloodthirsty serial k*ller
who brutally m*rder*d innocent maidens.

Why him?

This is bullshit, Brünnhilde!

B-Brünnhilde,
Hercules is really ticked off!

A serial k*ller is mankind's champion?

To be honest,
I'm not sure which side to cheer for.

Say, who is this Jack the Ripper guy?

Jack the Ripper...

The most horrific m*rder*r
in human history.

In the late 1800s,

at least five prostit*tes were m*rder*d
with a sharp blade in the slums of London.

Scotland Yard did everything they could
to track down the k*ller,

but they couldn't find even a single lead.

That's right, even my own Sherlock Holmes
couldn't solve those murders.

Wait! Are you...

Even the most intelligent
mystery writer in the world,

who spent his whole life searching
for Jack the Ripper, failed to find him.

So...

That's him.

I've got a suggestion.

Bow your head and concede.

If you do that,

then I'll convince Zeus
to spare you from Niflheimr,

the obliteration of your soul.

I don't relish
the meaningless destruction of life

unlike you, you brutal m*rder*r!

Sir,

I truly appreciate your acceptance of
my request to duel in my home, London,

as well as your undeserved offer of mercy.

However,

I unfortunately cannot accept.

What?

No matter how great
the probability of defeat,

once a duel has been proposed,
it must be accepted.

That is the way of a gentleman.

Does he wield two swords
just like Kojiro did?

No, those aren't swords!

Allow me to introduce you.

This is my...

Völundr.

DIVINE TREASURE FORGE
VÖLUNDR

Scissors?

How menacing!

A very fitting weapon.

Another crazy weapon.

Indeed.

Well, well...

We're counting on you, Hercules.

Avenge us Greek gods.

Splendid, isn't it?

There's no weapon
quite like a divine weapon.

It looks as if
it could slice through anything.

Very well.

If that's what you want,

then I'll bring my full power
against your resolve!

He ran away?

- What?
- What?

Get back here!

What's going on here?

I am terribly sorry.

You see, it is teatime now.

Though I am a warrior,
a gentleman must always make time for tea.

Would you like to join me for a cup, sir?

Pick up your weapon.

This is the finest-quality
Darjeeling tea, you know?

Enough of this!

What's this?

Oops.

Screw this!

A trap?

Oh...

You b*stard.

Didn't Brünnhilde tell you anything?

No weapon made by mortal hands

can even scratch a god!

It's my nature to test things myself
before I can believe them,

sir.

Begone!

Certainly.

Cheerio.

Running is useless.

Unbelievable!

Hercules just destroyed
Jack the Ripper's Völundr!

I knew it! That scum will never win!

You're through.

When will you learn?

No mortal's weapon can touch me.

It's a truly hopeless fight!

Jack has thrown knives
out of pure desperation!

That's pointless!

What is this? Wh-What has happened?

It's not possible!

How could those knives
possibly pierce Hercules' flesh?

How...

"How," you ask?

I said that my Völundr was those scissors.

But that, you see, was a lie.

I'm surprised you fell for it so easily.

You must have led a very pampered life.

Then your real Völundr are these knives?

My Völundr is...

this Völundr-producing satchel.

His satchel?

But unfortunately,

this satchel cannot produce
any weapons bigger than itself.

Everything I wear is tailor-made,
not ready-made.

That, you see,
is only proper for a gentleman.

That rotten scoundrel!

Mankind truly is the incarnation of evil!

Oh, Hercules!

Hurry up and kick that guy's butt!

- Amazing!
- He's actually pretty good!

I-I still don't get it.

Why... Why did you choose that scum?

Göll,

do you know the one thing
that humans are better at than gods?

He just might win!

- You can do it!
- Go for it!

You can win!

No.

It's... malice!

The incarnation of
mankind's infinite malice

is the perfect weapon
against the most righteous god!

Now then, hero,

let me see you tremble.

Unbelievable as it may seem,
it's the diabolical serial k*ller

who draws first blood
against the greatest hero ever!

His bluff even duped a god!

He's the incarnation of
seven million years of human malice,

Jack the Ripper!

God bless you.

The incarnation of malice, huh?

If this is your malice...

then I'll turn it all to dust!

It's showtime.

The god is being showered
with a storm of blades,

but his impenetrable defense is
deflecting every last one of them!

W-Was that a curveball?

Fastballs! Curveballs! Forkballs! Sliders!

The irregular knife trajectories
are playing havoc on him!

That indomitable Hercules is
completely on the defensive!

Get him! k*ll another god for us!

Way to go! Kick his a*s, Jack!
Rip him to shreds!

Nice! That damn god's
trembling in his boots!

Trembling, you say?
Look more closely, you humans.

Wait! He's not just on the defensive!

He's closing the distance between them!

While under a massive barrage,

Hercules is moving forward
one step at a time!

Begone, you fiend!

So, you parried my blow.

It seems you aren't just a simple coward.

Sir,

you have only just begun
to discover who I really am.

But I will say, that was a close call.

An umbrella certainly is quite convenient.

So, how was it again
that you'll deal with a fiend,

Mr. Honourable Hero?

What will I do, you ask?

The only thing to do with you
is to beat you head-on!

No!

Are you really going to
use that, Hercules?

Nemean Lion, consume me!

What's going on?
His tattoos are expanding!

Where's that roar coming from?

Hercule Exodus!

The First Labor!

Nemean Lion!

Hercules unleashed his k*ller move!

- All right!
- He did it!

Hercules!

You're so awesome!

Hercules really is very powerful.

Yes, he is.

However, Göll,

the best is yet to come.

Amazing!

Did he just fix his dislocated shoulder?

Didn't that hurt?

"The labour we delight in physics pain."

What does that mean?

Dear me, don't you know this line?

Isn't that from...

I wrote that line!

In fact, it's from Macbeth!

Mr. Shakespeare?

He must be a fan of mine.

That is rather upsetting though.

I guess it means
even my works couldn't stop a m*rder*r.

Act One has turned out quite nicely.

Now then,
let us raise the curtain on Act Two.