Lone Swordsman (Male Reader X Harem)

A Decisive Battle

Y/N: I'm going to kill you Misty!

I practically flew at Circe and spun my scythe, slamming the blade into her side. Or, tried to. An axe appeared and deflected the blow, but I was already swinging again, pounding at her defenses. Left, right, left, overhand, shaft hit. Slowly, ever so slowly, the shaft of her axe cracked little by little. I started smirking until she ducked and swung, slamming her axe into my side while Misty smiled at my painful grimace.

I looked around, and everyone was occupied, struggling with their own opponents. I sigh and stand up straight, taking off my eye patch and glaring as my scythe changed into a sword.

Y/N: BloodMaker, Shadowblade!

I brace myself as the blade emanates almost pure hatred and darkness, it's slender form gleaming in the light. I dash forward and swing overhand, and she brings her axe above her head to stop the blow that would have cleaved her head in half, only for the shaft to splinter in her hands as my eyes glow red and black.

I smirk and start swinging more, Circe barely able to summon axes in time to block each of my swings, the shafts cracking and breaking each time. With one final swing, I exhaust her power and kick the side of her head, sending her flying into an unconscious heap in the side of the arena. Glaring at Misty, she actually hesitates and steps back, summoning a scythe fearfully.

Y/N: Stage Four. Apocalypse.

Black wings sprout from my back and I bare fangs, glaring as red and black lines trace along my face.

Y/N: Prepare to burn in hell!

Shards fly from my wings and Misty swings her scythe in a circle, deflecting them as I close in. She barely blocks the sword and a pulse of energy blasts off us, sending her back a few steps. I continue my onslaught, attacking over and over as Misty starts yelping from the speed and power of my blows. She stirs up the wind and blows me back, stirring up dust as well and blocking my vision as she swings overhand at me. I jump and land on her scythe staff, waiting as the dust clears. when it does, she looks in fear as I swing at her neck and stop an inch from decapitation.

Y/N: I...I can't kill you. It's not what my sister would want. Declare your defeat.

Misty raises her hands in the air and sighs. 

Misty: I lose. You win...Y/N L/N.

I grimace and turn away, walking toward the exit.

Y/N: Everyone, let's go. We're done here. Storm, you take point. Hannah behind. Ark, you're beside me.

The girls get in position as I start walking, suddenly collapsing onto Ark as my Stage Four dissipates.

Ark: Y/N, are you okay?

I smile and look up at her, exhausted as I drape an arm over her shoulders.

Y/N: Yeah, I'm fine. Just tired. Thank you for your help.

Ark smiles and kisses my head. 

Ark: No problem.

I flush red and look away, smiling more. 

Y/N: Let's just hurry back before I'm swarmed by students...