One day every sect in the narrative came to one place, to determine strongest one.

  - Our elder is so strong, - started one sect: - that he can punch trees and they fall.

  - Ha! Our main pupils are so strong, that they can punch rocks, and they crumble! - immediately replied another sect.

  - Pathetic! Our freshly accepted pupils are so strong, that rock they hit - turn to dust!

  - Ha! Ours don’t even leave to dust!

  - Ours are so strong, that they can destroy a house with one move.

  - Ours can destroy city!

  - Pah! Ours can destroy country.

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  - Bleh. Country? Ours can destroy continent!

  - Ours are so strong, that each can destroy a planet!

  - Ours count ranks by destroyed worlds!

  - Worlds? Ours score deal in universeces!

  - Our are so strong, that they each can deal with two of yours!

  - Ha! Our are so strong that they can deal with hundred of yours!

  - Bah, ours are so strong that one of them can win versus all of yours!

  - But do they poop?

  - Yeah, why?

  - Our are so strong that they don’t poop!

  - Don’t poop? Ours are so strong that they don’t eat!

  - Ours are so strong that they don’t breathe!

  - Ours are so strong, that they don’t age!

  - Ours are so strong, that they don’t exist!

  After no one could top that, it was concluded, that sect 404 is simply the strongest.