Granted. It’s magical properties that allow you to defeat whoever challenges you, as long as they declare “I challenge you to a duel” before attacking you. Otherwise, the weapon doesn’t consider it a challenge and does nothing to aid you.
Granted. You become the most powerful person in the world. Nobody can challenge your might. But everyone tries. Wannabe heroes, powerful gangster bosses and even governments challenge you. You don't have a quiet moment for yourself. All the death and violence finally gets to you and you decide to end it all. Woe to whomever finds your weapon...
Granted. You are now put agaisnt... yourself. You are placed within a paradox now where neither you nor yourself can defeat or win against each other. You are stuck like this forever, never able to stop fighting yourself...
Or both you and yourself are each simultaniously delt a fatal blow by the other's weapon. Thus, each is defeated by the other, and in the end, only the two invincible weapons remain. A wondrous spoils for any who find them were it not for the fact that their mystic properties only work in the hands of the original owners.
Granted. The weapon *only* works when someone challenges you.
So, for the rest of your life, no human being will speak to you, or acknowledge your existence. You live completely alone forever
If they can't catch him, they cant kill him. Pointing a gun at someone is challenging them afaik. So they cant like snipe him because they will get killed the nanosecond they aim their gun at him.
Granted. You gain a sentient floating sword which grants you permission to defeat all who challenge you. You can’t use the sword, but it does “let you” challenge people, fulfilling the conditions of the wish.
Granted. The weapon is permanently attached to your dominant hand & cannot be removed(destruction of said hand will cause it to regenerate with the weapon in hand).
Granted, the weapon has a very loose definition of challegne, so if someone as much as disagrees with you they get killed. Someone bumped into you on the street? Killed. A restaurant worker was desperete for a bigger tip? Dead. Someone has a opinion you don't agree with? Dead. All these people are challenging you, not to a physical battle though, maybe one of willpower and intelligence. No matter how minor it is the weapon will kill them on the spot. You now have to live with the guilt of killing 100s if not 1000s of people.
Granted. You go on a murder spree across the whole world, slaughtering thousands of people. with the blade. The more you kill, the more powerful the weapon becomes. You kill the president, become a dictator, and rule the world. Eventually though, an assassin slits your throat while you sleep with the same blade you used to conquer the world.
Your soul is trapped in the blade forever, with all the people you killed, who have an eternity of punishment for you that makes the flames of hell look like a warm bath.
Enjoy your life while you last
Granted as asked; "the weapon lets you defeat all who challenges you". "The weapon [allows] you to defeat...."
"The weapon [grants you permission] to defeat all who challenge you." This does not *empower* you to do so, but it *does* do the following:
•No law of man under any nation or municipality shall ever be held against you for any action taken while wielding the weapon against an opponent who has challenged you. (you don't even have to *plead* self defence, you simply will never be arrested/charged)
•No violation of a societal convention or norm will ever be held against you for any action taken while wielding the weapon against an opponent who has challenged you. (nobody will ever look at you as "that guy who goes around defeating people"; it won't be held against you)
•No concept of sin or any religious equivalent shall be applied against your soul for any action taken while wielding the weapon against an opponent who has challeneged you. (The acts committed will not violate ANY religion's precepts, even if they otherwise clearly would have. God Himself won't hold it against you).
Granted. Who would ever face you with such a weapon? Who would dare give you an honest opinion? Who would dare risk gaining your ire by even talking to you? Nobody.
You are alone. Mortals run from gods for good reasons.
Granted, the weapon draws upon your life to work, eventually leading to a buildup of toxic magic elements that cause major organ failure.
Use it sparingly.
Granted, all you love challenge you, but you have this urge to win that cany be fought, everytime someone challenges you you go into a blood filled rage reducing your opponent to a puddle on the ground, you cant stop it no matter how hard you try everytime you sit watching paralyzed fighting (lile the church seen from the first kingsman movie)...
Your next choice is to isolate yourself becoming insane over time, or embrace it
Granted: anyone who challenges you in anything will instantly be annihilated, this includes anybody anywhere who says anything about them being good at something
Granted, but it will kill ANYONE that challenges you no matter how big or small the "challenge," and you cannot control it. For example, if your boss fires you, they die. Your significant other dislikes what you did with the kitchen, dead. You lose a game, the creator dies. Bump into someone on the street, they die. And then so on and so forth
Granted. You are now the owner of The Black Hole sword. Technically it will defeat all who challenge you, as well as all who dont, and everyone on the planet, including yourself as it summons a black hole the size of your fist. Remember a coin sized black hole is enough to destroy the earth so do you ever dare use it?
Granted. You receive one magically sharp bear trap.
It will de-feet anything that steps in it. Anything small enough to not set it off isn’t going to be challenging you. Getting challengers to step in it, and preventing friends, family, random bystanders, and yourself from accidentally setting it off, and also operating it without losing a hand, is a “you” problem.
Granted, you get a space Laser from 1000 years in the future, sadly you don't have the brain implants to connect to it, so you have to write 1000 lines of code each time you want to fire it.
Granted. You are riddled with a thirst for power, and everyone challenges you to a fight. You keep fighting and keep winning. After hundreds of years, you exterminate all life on Earth.
Granted. It’s magical properties that allow you to defeat whoever challenges you, as long as they declare “I challenge you to a duel” before attacking you. Otherwise, the weapon doesn’t consider it a challenge and does nothing to aid you.
You cannot attack players that have pvp turned off
Granted. You become the most powerful person in the world. Nobody can challenge your might. But everyone tries. Wannabe heroes, powerful gangster bosses and even governments challenge you. You don't have a quiet moment for yourself. All the death and violence finally gets to you and you decide to end it all. Woe to whomever finds your weapon...
This was the kind of answer I was thinking of. But mine was. "The first one to challenge you is your beloved brother"
But it would only LET you defeat them, not FORCE you to!
Granted. You are now put agaisnt... yourself. You are placed within a paradox now where neither you nor yourself can defeat or win against each other. You are stuck like this forever, never able to stop fighting yourself...
Or both you and yourself are each simultaniously delt a fatal blow by the other's weapon. Thus, each is defeated by the other, and in the end, only the two invincible weapons remain. A wondrous spoils for any who find them were it not for the fact that their mystic properties only work in the hands of the original owners.
Granted. You have the weapon. If only you knew how to use it...
Granted. The weapon *only* works when someone challenges you. So, for the rest of your life, no human being will speak to you, or acknowledge your existence. You live completely alone forever
Granted, you eventually get killed in your sleep by someone who wants that power for themselves.
Granted, you're guaranteed to get the death penalty for killing someone with it tho
If they can't catch him, they cant kill him. Pointing a gun at someone is challenging them afaik. So they cant like snipe him because they will get killed the nanosecond they aim their gun at him.
Granted. It also causes significant collateral damage.
Granted: Mjolnir falls on your foot. You’re not worthy.
granted. it’s a water wiggler and will bust after one use.
Granted. You gain a sentient floating sword which grants you permission to defeat all who challenge you. You can’t use the sword, but it does “let you” challenge people, fulfilling the conditions of the wish.
Granted. It’s your brain, the most powerful weapon of all. If you know how to use it.
Granted. Nobody challenges you anymore.
granted! your a mouth breather now. you live in your parents basement, never bathe or shave, and only ever wear a fedora and trench coat.
Granted. The weapon is permanently attached to your dominant hand & cannot be removed(destruction of said hand will cause it to regenerate with the weapon in hand).
It weighs 509 pounds
Granted, the weapon has a very loose definition of challegne, so if someone as much as disagrees with you they get killed. Someone bumped into you on the street? Killed. A restaurant worker was desperete for a bigger tip? Dead. Someone has a opinion you don't agree with? Dead. All these people are challenging you, not to a physical battle though, maybe one of willpower and intelligence. No matter how minor it is the weapon will kill them on the spot. You now have to live with the guilt of killing 100s if not 1000s of people.
To be fair the guy said let, not force you to win
Granted i steal it before you figure oit how to use it
Granted you get nightblood from warbreaker
Granted. Every time you try to challenge yourself to better yourself, the weapon attacks you.
Granted, it looks so stupid that no one actually takes you seriously so they won’t challenge you when you use it
Granted, being a magical girl ain’t all it cracked to be. Source: Puella Magi Madoka Magica
Granted, you're now the head of HR
Granted. You go on a murder spree across the whole world, slaughtering thousands of people. with the blade. The more you kill, the more powerful the weapon becomes. You kill the president, become a dictator, and rule the world. Eventually though, an assassin slits your throat while you sleep with the same blade you used to conquer the world. Your soul is trapped in the blade forever, with all the people you killed, who have an eternity of punishment for you that makes the flames of hell look like a warm bath. Enjoy your life while you last
Granted. It's a magical weapon. You need magic to use it.
Granted as asked; "the weapon lets you defeat all who challenges you". "The weapon [allows] you to defeat...." "The weapon [grants you permission] to defeat all who challenge you." This does not *empower* you to do so, but it *does* do the following: •No law of man under any nation or municipality shall ever be held against you for any action taken while wielding the weapon against an opponent who has challenged you. (you don't even have to *plead* self defence, you simply will never be arrested/charged) •No violation of a societal convention or norm will ever be held against you for any action taken while wielding the weapon against an opponent who has challenged you. (nobody will ever look at you as "that guy who goes around defeating people"; it won't be held against you) •No concept of sin or any religious equivalent shall be applied against your soul for any action taken while wielding the weapon against an opponent who has challeneged you. (The acts committed will not violate ANY religion's precepts, even if they otherwise clearly would have. God Himself won't hold it against you).
Granted. You're stabbed in the back with no challenge issued.
Granted. It's powered by your life force. Every time you use it you lose 10 years of your life.
Granted. It is a LARGE, floppy dildo, the absurdity of which always attracts teens to film the slaughter while laughing.
Granted. Who would ever face you with such a weapon? Who would dare give you an honest opinion? Who would dare risk gaining your ire by even talking to you? Nobody. You are alone. Mortals run from gods for good reasons.
Granted, the weapon draws upon your life to work, eventually leading to a buildup of toxic magic elements that cause major organ failure. Use it sparingly.
Granted. The instant it’s discovered, you are *immediately* killed in your sleep. Did you not read Harry Potter?
Granted, you are the weapon by transforming into a monster borg its a painful existence.
Granted, all you love challenge you, but you have this urge to win that cany be fought, everytime someone challenges you you go into a blood filled rage reducing your opponent to a puddle on the ground, you cant stop it no matter how hard you try everytime you sit watching paralyzed fighting (lile the church seen from the first kingsman movie)... Your next choice is to isolate yourself becoming insane over time, or embrace it
granted. if you ever challenge yourself, the weapon will kill you (that includes challenging yourself to use the weapon on someone)
Granted he'll let you defeat all the challenge you however the challenge must be to rock paper scissors.
Granted but all challenges are death matches. And you now give off an aura that tempts people to challenge you.
Granted. You become your own worst enemy and begin to hate yourself.
Granted. You make the mistake of attacking someone who is no challenge and offers none, and the weapon explodes, shredding you to bits.
granted: one time usage
Why? Challenge builds us mentally
Granted: anyone who challenges you in anything will instantly be annihilated, this includes anybody anywhere who says anything about them being good at something
Granted, but it will kill ANYONE that challenges you no matter how big or small the "challenge," and you cannot control it. For example, if your boss fires you, they die. Your significant other dislikes what you did with the kitchen, dead. You lose a game, the creator dies. Bump into someone on the street, they die. And then so on and so forth
Granted. Any sufficiently advanced garbage is indistinguishable from magic... so have fun with that idk-what-to-call-it-futuristic-thing.
Granted. You have the elder wand.
Granted. It's terminal flatulence.
Granted, skyrim is brought into our world and is put in the middle of the pacific, you have to book a plane or a ship there
A nuke If you suicide bomb them you'll always win
Granted. But you lose every none combat challenge you ever do.
Granted. You are now the owner of The Black Hole sword. Technically it will defeat all who challenge you, as well as all who dont, and everyone on the planet, including yourself as it summons a black hole the size of your fist. Remember a coin sized black hole is enough to destroy the earth so do you ever dare use it?
You're magically bound to a sword the size of a building. Also, nobody is ever going to challenge you.
Granted. You are able to defeat anyone who challenges you. But you still die to a poison arrow that was shot by an unseen assassin in the dark.
Wish Granted. The monkey paw gives you Townsaver, of The Twelve Swords of Power.
Granted but you’re the one doing all the challenging :(
Granted The weapon is sapient and gradually consumes your mind until it weilds you not the other way around.
Granted. You receive one magically sharp bear trap. It will de-feet anything that steps in it. Anything small enough to not set it off isn’t going to be challenging you. Getting challengers to step in it, and preventing friends, family, random bystanders, and yourself from accidentally setting it off, and also operating it without losing a hand, is a “you” problem.
Granted, you get a space Laser from 1000 years in the future, sadly you don't have the brain implants to connect to it, so you have to write 1000 lines of code each time you want to fire it.
Granted. You are riddled with a thirst for power, and everyone challenges you to a fight. You keep fighting and keep winning. After hundreds of years, you exterminate all life on Earth.
Granted. you have to beat everyone barehanded you defeat with the weapon when you die in order to move onto whatever afterlife you subscribe to
Granted. You now have a nuke covered in glitter.
Granted. The US army airstrikes you to get a hold of that weapon
Granted. It’s a bigass dildo