Broken Knight of Insanity (FGO male reader insert)

Singularity: Dark Fog of Camelot Final

Y/n POV

The parasites and faker stood at the foot of the door, and prepared to face me. Or so they would think. They won't live to see the next day! I'll make sure of it! Trying to trick me with the face of my king...... they'll all die.

I charged toward the group, appearing behind them and stabbing my spear towards the faker. Her sword was far to close to the real one. It was probably close in strength to the real one to. The one sitting on the throne. Sadly, the faker was much faster than I anticipated, the parasites as well. My spear struck nothing, and the group was gathered to the side all surprised by my speed, but not enough to send them into panic. I growled in anger and stabbed my spear into the ground, swinging it forward. Black rocks emerged from where I made the gash, growing from the ground and spreading quickly towards the parasites and faker.

They all jumped out of the way, and I charged towards the nearest one, the one that looked like a bratty version of the faker. She didn't see me coming, and my spear was now aimed towards her head, a few feet away from its target. I was intercepted by another one of the parasites, the one with the shield. She knocked my spear out of the way, but I retaliated by swiping at her with my claw. It connected, although barely, but enough to make her take a step back. You could see the gashes in her armor, and the surprise on her face was delightful. I felt someone coming from behind, and spun around, swinging my spear. The one trying to attack me from behind was the one with a flag who backed away just as quickly as she had tried to attack me.

The parasite with the flag and the bratty one joined together and charged toward me. A swing from the bratty parasite was aimed towards my head, but I blocked it with my left arm. It struck there with a squelch, and black spikes grew from the wound and pushed the sword back with a enough force to surprise the bratty parasite. A flag came down upon me from behind, slashing me. I growled out in pain and spun around, swinging my clawed hand to where I thought she was. There wasn't anyone there, and it seemed that the group had gathered together and made space, surrounding their 'master'.

And then, I locked eyes with the faker. Well, she couldn't see mine but the intent was clear. It looked as though she was about to say something, but I threw my spear at her before she could get a word out. She jumped back as my spear imbedded itself into the ground where she had been standing moments before, and looked up to find me a few feet away from her with my left reaching out towards her, a large spike growing from the palm of my hand.   She continued to take steps back as I began wildly swinging my makeshift sword and throwing punches along with it. I was interrupted when the one with shield suddenly bashed into me knocking me away a good distance.

I stumbled around a bit after the strike, the force harder than I anticipated. Stupid parasites. Why won't they DIE!

I snapped my head to the faker who was approaching me, her sword at the ready, prepared to strike me down. But, she seemed to falter, and looked conflicted. Perfect. Faster than she could react I forced my left hand out with the spike still sprouted, and stabbed her in the gut. Her blood spilt and she coughed up some as well. She fell to the floor and I stood above her. The fear and surprise in her eyes grew as I raised my arm, "None will take the throne," the spike grew, becoming more jagged, "in this life...... or the next." As I prepared to bring down my spike and finish the faker off, the parasite with the shield showed up again and prevented me from doing so. Before I knew it, the faker was in the arms of the one with the flag and the bratty one, moving quickly to the door. I intended to follow, but the parasite with the shield used some sort of magic and created a large wall similar in shape to her shield.

I stopped in front of it and put my hand on it. It felt like a solid wall. I tried to stab it with my spike but it didn't do anything. Regardless, I started to attack it ferociously, animalistic growls and howls emanating from me as I did so. I didn't notice the faker watching me as I did this, or the sad look on her face. I soon stopped, and watched as the parasites walked away.
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