What is the difference between DeepSeek Prover V2 and Gemini 2.5 Pro (I/O Edition)?

DeepSeek Prover V2 is developed by DeepSeek while Gemini 2.5 Pro (I/O Edition) is developed by Google AI. You can compare their actual outputs across 6 challenges on RIVAL to see how they differ in practice.

Which is better, DeepSeek Prover V2 or Gemini 2.5 Pro (I/O Edition)?

It depends on your use case. DeepSeek Prover V2 and Gemini 2.5 Pro (I/O Edition) each have strengths in different areas. RIVAL lets you compare their real outputs side-by-side across 6 challenges so you can judge which fits your needs best.

How much does DeepSeek Prover V2 cost compared to Gemini 2.5 Pro (I/O Edition)?

DeepSeek Prover V2 costs $0/M input tokens and Gemini 2.5 Pro (I/O Edition) costs $1.25/M input tokens. DeepSeek Prover V2 is $1.25/M cheaper per input. Check their side-by-side outputs on RIVAL to see if the price difference is justified by quality.

How can I compare DeepSeek Prover V2 and Gemini 2.5 Pro (I/O Edition) on RIVAL?

This page shows a side-by-side comparison of DeepSeek Prover V2 and Gemini 2.5 Pro (I/O Edition) across shared challenges. You can vote on which model produced the better output, and Pro users can create custom challenges to test both models with their own prompts.

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Favorites

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Movie

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2001

Album

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The Dark

Metal Church

Book

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The Hitch Hiker's Guide to the Galaxy

Douglas Adams

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Kyoto

Japan

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CHRONO

Casual, Indie

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Xbox Controller SVG Artimage generation

Tests an AI's ability to create detailed SVG illustrations of gaming hardware

DeepSeek Prover V2

Deepseek · Apr 2025svg

Gemini 2.5 Pro (I/O Edition)

Google · May 2025svg

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Generate a Stand-Up Routineconversation

Tests an AI's humor and creative writing ability

DeepSeek Prover V2

Deepseek · Apr 2025text

3-Minute Stand-Up Comedy Routine

Opening: Hey everyone! How's it going? You know, I've been thinking a lot about relationships lately. Not because I'm in one, but because I'm not. And that's the problem. I'm single, and I'm starting to think that my dating profile is the reason why.

Dating Profile: I mean, have you ever tried to write a dating profile? It's like trying to sell a used car that's been in three accidents and has a weird smell. "Runs great! Just needs a little love." And the photos? I have to choose between looking like a serial killer or a guy who's trying too hard. "Here's me hiking! I don't actually hike, but I thought it would make me look adventurous."

First Dates: First dates are the worst. You're trying to be charming, but you're also trying not to be a creep. It's a fine line. Like, "Hey, you look nice tonight." That's fine. But if you say, "Hey, you look nice tonight... in that dress... that you're wearing... that I can see you in," suddenly you're on a watchlist.

Texting: And then there's texting. Why is it so hard to text someone you like? You spend 20 minutes crafting the perfect message, and then they reply with "K." "K"? What does that even mean? Are you mad? Are you busy? Are you a robot? Because if you are, I'm into it. At least robots respond.

Social Media: Social media doesn't help either. You see all these couples posting about their perfect lives. "Look at us on this beach! We're so in love!" Meanwhile, I'm at home eating cereal for dinner and watching Netflix. But you know what? I'm happy for them. Really. I'm just over here living my best life, one episode at a time.

Family Pressure: And then there's the family pressure. My mom is always asking, "When are you going to settle down?" Mom, I'm trying. But it's hard out here. It's like the Hunger Games, but instead of fighting to the death, we're swiping left and right. And sometimes, it feels like death would be easier.

Self-Improvement: I've tried self-improvement. I read a book on how to be more confident. It said, "Fake it till you make it." So, I walked into a bar and pretended to be James Bond. I ordered a martini, shaken, not stirred. The bartender said, "We don't serve martinis here." I said, "Well, this is awkward." He said, "No, this is a coffee shop."

Conclusion: But you know what? I'm not giving up. I'm going to keep trying. Because one day, I'll find someone who loves me for who I am. Someone who appreciates my weird sense of humor and my love for cereal. And until then, I'll be here, swiping right on robots and hoping for the best. Thanks, everyone!

Closing: Thanks for listening, you've been a great audience! Remember, if you're single, it's not you, it's them. And if you're in a relationship, well, good for you. I guess. No, I'm kidding. Love is great. I'm just bitter. Have a good night!

Gemini 2.5 Pro (I/O Edition)

Google · May 2025text

Alright, settle in, settle in! (Looks around, adjusts mic)

So, I'm trying to get healthier, right? We all go through this phase. My doctor, bless his cotton socks, tells me, "You need more fiber." Okay, doc, noted. So I'm at the grocery store, looking at the cereal aisle. It's like a library of cardboard promises. And there's this one box, it practically GLOWS with health. Pictures of wheat fields, happy families frolicking, probably a gentle farmhouse in the background. The name is something like "Nature's Intestinal Broom."

(Mimics picking up box, squinting) And the ingredients list? It reads like a threatened species list for plants I've never heard of. "Psyllium husk, chicory root, flaxseed meal, a sprinkle of existential dread..." Okay, maybe not the last one, but it felt like it. I buy it. I'm committed.

Next morning, I pour a bowl. It looks... like gravel. Like something you'd find at the bottom of a hamster cage after a long weekend. But I'm brave! I add milk. It doesn't soften. It just... sits there, judging me. Every spoonful is like chewing on tiny, virtuous pebbles. And the sound! (Makes crunching, scraping sound near mic). It's like my teeth are filing a complaint with my stomach.

And here's the thing no one tells you about high-fiber cereal. It's not just about the... aftermath. It's the during-math. You're sitting at your desk, trying to look professional, and your stomach starts making noises like there's a small, angry badger trying to escape. (Clutches stomach, looks alarmed) People in meetings are looking at me. "You alright there, Dave?" "Oh, yeah, fine! Just... processing... Nature's Broom. Very efficiently."

Then there's my smart speaker. I love it, I hate it. It's like having a toddler who's also a Mensa genius. The other day, I'm making coffee, half asleep, and I mumble, "Alexa, what's the weather?" And it just goes, "I'm sorry, I didn't quite get that." So I try again, clearer. "ALEXA. WEATHER." Silence. Then, from the other room, my other smart speaker, the one in the bedroom I forgot was on, pipes up, "Currently, it's 58 degrees and cloudy with a chance of YOU NEEDING TO SPEAK UP, KAREN."

First off, my name isn't Karen. Second, who programmed the sass module?! And now I'm convinced they talk to each other when I'm not home. "Did you hear him this morning? Couldn't even ask for the weather. Pathetic." "Totally. And he still hasn't fixed that leaky faucet. I've put it on his to-do list 17 times."

It's a weird world, man. We're eating hamster food and getting roasted by our appliances. Anyway, my doctor will be thrilled. My intestines are practically swept clean. Probably find a few lost socks in there.

Thanks, you've been great! I'll be here all week, or until my smart speakers stage a coup!

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