The Universal Dragonslayer (Fairy Tail x Male Reader)

Chapter 43: The Allmother's Last Stand

Familiar white light swirls around you as the feeling of your body rushing through the air intensifies. The bells of the church were ringing out in sign of an evacuation.

You: Erza was right. I can't fight her how I am now. I'll have to find a way to solve this quickly or without violence, both options I doubt are even possible.

The Allmother's fierce power grew as you got closer. She felt weaker. The magic resonating from her wasn't as intense as before.

Your feet touch the cobblestone streets of Magnolia. The ground was turning black from the dust piling up.

You: Come out! I'm here! Face me!

Allmother: GooOOd!

A thin white beam of magic shoots through your shoulder. Blood dripped from the nickel sized hole.

You grab the wound and shout.

Allmother: YoU'lL pAY fOr thE paIN YOu pUt mE thRoUgh!

She no longer had a smooth or a deep monstrous voice. She was constantly switching between the two.

You: Where are you?! Let's talk!

Allmother: ThIS onE aLReADy tRIEd TO taLK!

Irene's body skids across the ground. She was bleeding from multiple wounds.

Irene: S-stay a-wa-way...

Another beam makes a hole in your left thigh, bringing you to the ground. The needle like pain was enough to make you cry out.

Allmother: WHerES thaT HealINg poWEr AT?! IT coULd COme In HaNDy!

You: SHOW YOURSELF!

Something wraps around your throat. Four fingers and a thumb form out of black goo. Soon, a wrist and an arm build out from the growing mass.

Allmother: THaT reAllY hUrT! Do YOu kNow hoW iT fEElS to HAVe yoUr hEAd tORn FroM yoUR boDY?! iT's FUcKing pAINFUL!

A black body builds up infront of your eyes. The Allmother was doing her best to make a physical appearance, but her body would degrade as fast as she could make it.

A sloppy, weak attempt at a human form was currently choking you. Her 'face' had no features. She was dripping goo everywhere she moved.

She resembled the masked monsters you first fought more than a human.

Allmother: lOOk aT WhAT yOU diD TO mE yoU PATHetiC aBOmInATioN! I caNT evEn cREate aN aCTUal BoDY

You: I say this look suits you more.

Her grip on your neck tightens.

You: Why do I do this to myself?!

Allmother: I diDNt COmE aLL thiS wAY tO Be inSULted by SOme hAlF brEEd FREAK!

You: (struggling for air) How are you even still alive?

Allmother: BEinG a goD HAs iTS peRkS!

You grab her arm to try to escape from her grip, your hand slipped off at each attempt.

You: I don't have much magic left in me. I used it all up earlier... shit!

Allmother: I'Ll kILL yOU thE samE WaY yOU TRiEd To kILl mE! ILL RIP OFF YOUR HEAD!

She grabs you with her free hand, applying even more pressure than before.

???: OH NO YOU DON'T!