Vilgax anti-spiral

And he saw that defeating Gurren Lagann truly was impossible. No, his failure was impossible, but he was facing an enemy whose strength overturned even the impossible. They rose to any challenge and defeated any enemy. How could Vilgax have ever entertained the idea of victory? He slammed his head against the strongest of all fundamental laws: the hero always triumphs over the villain in the end.

That was what crushed Vilgax when Gurren Lagann's other palm dropped down on him.

Ever more hands closed in and wrapped around the enclosed Vilgax, forming an eggshell stronger than diamond. One thousand hands in lotus-like arrangements, their fingers wrapped together, created an impenetrable prison.

"We've got him! I think we've got him!"

Defeat! Rejection of the inevitability that made Vilgax what he was! This was inconceivable. He could not allow it, even if it was not physically feasible to reverse his situation. Only Gurren Lagann was the one that could make the impossible possible.

To win, he would have to overturn the overturner. His body required a new alteration, one that wasn't corporeal, but conceptual. Only Vilgax could possibly achieve this power.

Vilgax began to pry apart the hands of Gurren Lagann. The shifting of a single knuckle sent ripples through the galaxy, and Vilgax wrenched away entire limbs through sheer brute strength. It wasn't his muscle that made Gurren Lagann buckle at the elbows. His whole being had undergone an impossible adaptation. He so loathed change that the fundamental force of change itself, spiral energy, was negated by him. He had developed a resistance to evolution itself. This was the closest a living creature could ever come to the Anti-Spiral.

- Round 5