(A/N 1: sorry for not uploading yesterday, i kinda accidentally did a 9 hour all bosses run of Dark Souls 3, cosplaying as Guts while listening to Devilman No Uta 2018 on repeat and 2: Should i rename this to Incursio male reader or what since that what you have for now?)
Tyrant: Partner, you ready for this?
Me: Yeah, i'm sure we can win this!
Tyrant: Not the rating game!
Me: Then what?
Tyrant: It seems there's some kind of mental barrier blocking you from using our full power. So you have to go into your mindspace
Me: Ohh that... Yeah fuck it, let's go!
I sat down and got in a meditation pose. Closing my eyes i saw nothing as is normal when you do that but i felt more and more tired until i fell asleep.
Waking up i found myself in an old rustic city reminiscent of the 12th century. The roads were made a cobblestone and the houses were simple but there was no people in sight.
Walking around there were obvious signs of people living here yet no actual people. I felt the occasional cold presence pass me by put nothing else.
Climbing a building to get a bettet view I saw a Church at the center of everything. I ran along the roof tops to get there faster, sometimes hopping to the other side.
As i got closer to it the presence within felt more and more demonic, like a looming evil just waiting to burst out and grab me to pull me into whatever darkness it slumbered in.
Arriving at the castle steps the presence now filled my every pore. I pushed a door open and saw a man in white armour with red trims praying at an alter.
He got off his knees and turned over to look at me. There were slits for eyes on the helmet that glowed yellow. This is the presence i felt! I realised that the presence wasn't demonic at all, it was holy! Outstandingly so
Knight: Ahh, another dogoned contender. You won't find what you're are looking for, not here at the least
Me: To be honest i don't know what i'm looking for, but i felt as if you are someone i have to take down!
Knight: I wont allow you to corrupt this holy place with your hands! Flithy creature of the night, prepare yourself to face the greatest kink you shall see!
He stuck his hand out as a spear with a large red spear head. He spun it in his hand before grabbing it with both hands and readying a pose with the head pointed towards me
Knight: The lord blessed this templar with a kink of great power, Neuntote!
He dashed forward and thrust his spear towards me as i channeled my pure devil magic around my body and leapt backwards from his attack.
I can use it at around 10% but a couple strikes won't do much against armour like that. Bouncing off a pillar i sent myself toward him and spun in the air raising a foot in attenpt to strike him.
He blocked this as i lept over him and tried summoning my sacred gear but nothing came out. I landed on the ground and reeled my left arm back, i upped the amount to 25% and thrust it forward and a wave of air hurdled towards him.
He spun his spear infront of him and the air shot went around his person effectively negating the attack from harming him. It seems i'll have to catch him off guards up close.
I looked down to my left arm and saw i had torn the sleeve, my arm was bruised and throbbing on my tricep.
Knight: It seems your tricks wont work not against the might of my kink!
I jumped up and hit the ceiling when turning in mid air. I launched towards him once again as he raised his spear to deflect the attack but i sprouted my wings and went over him at the last moment. I upped the power in my leg to 15% and kicked him in the back of the head.
He stumbled forward and i took the opportunity to attack. Approaching behind him i upped the powet to 20% all over. I attacked rapidly as he couldn't get out from the flurry of blows.
I felt my bones grind against each other as i had popped the bursa. (A/N Cushion between bones) I didn't relent on my onslaught and brought back my left arm and upped the power to 50% and punched a final time.
This seemed the leave a huge crack in both the back of his armour and on my bones in my arm. It fell to the side as he climbed of the ground shakily.
Knight: You put up a decent fight demon, take a sword to combat me with my adversary
A light appeared infront of me and a sword appeared infront of me. It was as tall as me and was three times thicker than a normal sword, i grabbed it with my right arm and tested the weight of it.
It was certainly heavy but manageable if i kept using my PDM (A/N pure devil magic) at this level. It wasn't anywhere nearcas big as the sword from that flash i had in the familiar forest though.
We ran forward and clashed our weapons against eachother. We are even in strength but he has the upper hand since neither of his arms are damaged.
I lifted my left arm which was had alot of bruised splotches littering the skin and grabbed the handle of my sword. He swung his spear and i blocked it with my sword and then deflected it.
He dropped the weapon only to catch it in mid air with the other hand and thrusted it forward slashing my side. I swung over head as he blocked it with the spears shaft, i let go of it with my right arm and punched his helmet to the side.
His head turnt and i kicked him out from under his feet as he tripped. He held his spear in my direction and thrust forward. I can dodge this and lose my oppurtunity to attack or take it and get hurt.
I upped the power in my left arm to 100% and swung downwards as his spear stabbed me. The sword reached him and shook the church as the walls began to crumble from the shockwave of the attack.
The sword had lodged itself in his chest as he coughee and removed his helmet. The man had short brown hair and yellow eyes that had faded slightly.
Knight: Well done, But it seems we have doomed eachother. Perhaps we'll see eachother in the-
Me: We're still fighting idiot... neither of us are dead yet
Knight: I haven't the energy to lift my arms
I looked down to my left arm to see it was conpletely broken. Coupled with theceonds from before i had torn the skin on my tricep and some musculevwas exposed.
Me: I can't lift my arms either... but i can still kill you with my sword
Knight: Pray tell, how can you do that?
Me: With the way mouths are ment to be used in a fight!
I moved my head over to the handle of my sword and tilted my head picking it up between my teeth. I pulled the sword out of him as he started coughing blood as it now filled it lungs.
I swung my head to the side as tge blade skid across the floor and sliced the knights head off. I fell backwards still holding onto Neuntote as it resided in my abdomem at the moment.
Me: Did i do it?
Neuntote started changing shape as did the armour on the Knights corpse. I changed into Incursio? And fell out my wound as i started to feel sleepy again. I tried to stay awake but my head fell and my eyes shut.
I reopened them as i and recognized that i was where i was before i fought that knight. I was still in my mediation poses and i had no wounds, i'm safe.
Tyrant: So, how'd it go?
Me: Well i woke up in this really old looking town, hen i went into a church and fought a knight ,killed him and now i'm here
Tyrant: Well we can only know if you succeeded in the rating game tomorrow-
Me: Tomorrow?! I was in there for 8 days?!
(Lemme know what you think and once again sorry!)
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