❝ existence is fleeting as the dawn's dew, destined for oblivion. ❞
‒ 𝖎𝖓 𝖜𝖍𝖎𝖈𝖍;
a sword master
came down to be
a student, unknown
to the dangers she
has put herself into.
acheron!reader
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➛❝ I REMEMBER YOU. . . ❞ the two sword users had been clashing swords for quite a while now, with the male using his dual-blades to his advantage and [y/n] dodging and counter-attacking his blades. at that moment, the two immobilized teens was finally able to regain control over their bodies, but didn't know when was the right time to get in between the swordfight.
[y/n] raised her brow at his words, swinging her scabbard to his side to land a hit on him. however, she was too slow, as stain the hero killer managed to jump up and attack her mid-air, causing her to duck under his blade. "this isn't the time for reminiscing hero killer. i don't even know who you are."
"but i do. and that's all that matters now, samurai." the girl gritted her teeth at the familiar title, causing her to jump away from the villain. "i didn't peg you to be a stalker." she managed to gain her composure, going back at the male, her scabbard wrapped in purple lightning.
the three could only watch the scene unfold with dropped jaws. the girl's abilities was on par with the villain that needed at least three of them to handle. but she fights him as if she's already predicted his movements, able to land a hit here and there unscathed.just how much has [y/n] grown in the past three days?
"you know, i was a really big fan of your work. i'm amazed by how many leeches you've killed in just a short amount of time." he praised the girl, especially for what she had done in the past. [y/n] was thankful at the fact that only the two of them could hear what they were conversing on. with the loud clanging of the swords, they're conversation was falling to deaf ears for the audience.
"that's all behind me now."
"what? you grown soft? wanting to be like these measly little heroes?" his actions seemed to be harsher and faster now, but [y/n] was still able to keep up with him, dodging and countering with ease. "you're turning into those wannabes now, samurai. what, are you doing this for fame? money? power?" he was trying to agitate her, and she knows it. but unfortunately for him, he can't get under her skin that easily.
"i thought you didn't like all of that. you are such a hypocrite." he tried to slash her directly, but [y/n] was quick to use her sword's scabbard to block it. he tried to put as much pressure on the impact as possible, but the girl stood her ground and pushed him, him sliding into the pavement as far back as possible.
