Get you someone who fights for you like Nagato [Kantai].
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Y/n: "Son of a bitch!!!"
I dodge a falling wall in time by jumping through a large room. I take out my two Kanshou and Bakuya guns to arm myself.
Y/n: "OZ!! Can you hear me?! OZ!!!"
I dodge another and jump through the window in time to avoid the roof from caving in. I roll and look up to see a massive dragon land ontop of Beacon.
Y/n: "How the hell did shit end up this bad?"
It looks down to me as I try to escape.
Y/n: "Shit.. Trace on. Flying Raijin"
My kunai arrives into the palm of my hand and instantly throw it as hard as I can. I teleport in time to avoid the dragon's foot from stomping me.
Y/n: "Ironwood. How's everyone else?"
Ironwood: "I see you are still alive L/n"
Y/n: "Yes. Back to the important shit, is everyone else-?!"
Ironwood: "They've all boarded the ship.. We'll be going off now. We can hold on-"
Y/n: "I appreciate the thoughts but I'm fine with my decision. Save everyone while I hold back the horde of Grimm"
I had teleported just a few yards in front the last Bullhead. Ahead of me was about one thousand Beowolf, Death Stalkers, Taijitu and a dragon running towards them. I was the only thing that stood between my classmates and friends from certain death.
Y/n: "*chuckling* To think I won't be able to see you again Akame. Try not to be too sad while ya?"
I put my blasters back into their holsters while putting my hands infront of me.
??: "Y/n!!!"
I could hear her voice behind me as I smile to myself. My thoughts of regret from not being able to protect her soon was all that filled my head at the moment but I pushed forward.
Akame: "Don't do it!!"
"You said your sword was mine, well give it now. I need it"
A black armor starts to surround me before I even chant the words.
Saber: "It's all yours Shirou~"
Y/n: "*Inhale*... *Exhale*.. Trace.. On"
Excalibur Morgan appears in my hands as I preped it.
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Remnants Faker (RWBY x Male Reader)
FantasiA failed experiment leaves Y/n deserted in a new world to him. How will he go back? Or maybe, will he want to go back.