The Third Player Persona 5 x Male reader

Palace

Kill them however you want.

Y/n shots the first Jack-o'-lantern twice causing it to fall to the ground and turn to dust. He turns to the other 2 Jak-o'-lanterns raises one arm and shouts

Y/n: Kouha!

Lady luck twirls and with a wave of her hand a small light swirls around one other the jaks before colliding with it turning it to dust as well. Seeing this the other jak waves his arm launching sparks in Y/n's direction. He tries to dodge but it grazes his leg prompting a small yelp. Angered he rushes towards the jak, tackling him towards the ground before pulling a knife from his coat and stabbing him turning him to dust. He now turns towards the guards standing around Yua. They morph into pixies and surround Yua. Leaping over rows of seats Y/n dashes straight towards them. The pixies through what appear to be small balls of electricity. He narrowly dodges two of them but the third heads straight for his chest. Lady luck appears in front of him taking the zap. Y/n feels a small tingle in his chest but brushes it off. Making one more dash for the pixies he reaches them but realizes hes surrounded out in the open . The pixies circle him and take turns bashing him. Lady luck does her best to block most of the attacks but many make it through.  Their tiny hands cut like daggers leaving many cuts on his back and forearms. Tired of being on defense Y/n shouts again.

Y/n:Maeiha!

Underneath each of the pixies darkness swirled. From the darkness arouse many red and black threads that latch on to and cut the pixies turning them to dust as well.
Finally Y/n reaches Yua and he helps her stand up. She trembles slightly and seems hesitant to accept his help but ultimately takes his hand and stands up.

Yua: What!? Explain!? How did you... what did you... ahhh please explain?!

Y/n: As soon as I find out what's going on I'll tell you. But right now I'm as lost as you are.

Yua: Ok but let's get out of here before more of them come.

Y/n: Good idea let's go.

Y/n runs towards the exit with Yua close behind. Just before the exit of the auditorium Yua's father blocks the path.

Yua's dad/ Mr. Sakura : Stop I am her father. It's my responsibility and right to choose what she does with her life. You have no right to take that away from me!

Y/n: Shut up! Shes her own person making her own decisions. I'm just helping her do what she wants.

Mr. Sakura : She doesn't know what she wants! I do!

Y/n: You talk to much. Lady luck! Lucky punch!

Lady luck appears in front of Y/n and plucks one of the floating dice from around her. It expands to about the size of a mini-fridge . Then one of the sides opens revealing a comedic-looking boxing glove flying towards Mr. Sakura's face. It lands with a prominent *Boink* knocking him to the ground.

Y/n: Run!

The two run out of the theater and when they turn around they see that the theater had turned back into just an apartment.

Both Yua and Y/n are resting on their knees panting for air.

Yua: *between breaths* Ok - I think- we're safe now. - So- do you mind explaining -what the hell just happened.?

Y/n:*Also between breaths* Look- I told you- I don't know any more- than you do.

Yua: What about that strange floating lady?

Y/n: Never seen her before in my life.

Yua: Those clothes?

Y/n: Never worn them before.

Yua: Those guns and knives? The magic? Those words?

Y/n: Never used one before in my life, just did what felt right. Same with the words and magic.  Just said what felt right. And magic happened.

Yua was about to further interrogate Y/n but he stumbled and coughed up small drops of blood onto his hands.

Yua: Oh my god! Are you ok!?

Y/n pauses for a moment to wipe the blood off his lips and hands before answering.

Y/n: Yah I'm fine just need some rest. Go home,  I'll do the same. We'll finish this talk some other time.

Yua: Ok but I'm holding you to that.

The two go to their separate houses.

-----That Night-----

Y/n gets home and immediately heads for his room. His body feeling heavier with every step. He collapses onto his bed to let sleep take his fatigue away.

He opens his eyes to a familiar couch. Slowly sitting up he addresses the two men sitting opposite of him.

Y/n: Well if it isn't my favorite creepy old gods.

Igor: I see you have made your way into the Metaverse,  and while our time here is brief we are willing to answer a few questions that we're sure you have.

Y/n's tired expression quickly vanishes. His hands rush to his head as if trying to manually organize his thoughts.  He fired as many questions as he could think of.

Y/n: Ok first off what was that theater?

Yaldabaoth: That was the world that resides within the heart of that girl's father. It it how he perceives the world. It is his palace.

Y/n: Ok now explain the guards and the pixies and pumpkin people. And Yua's sister? What was she doing there?

Igor: Those are shadows. They are like the spirits of the people Who have wandered into his palace and now serve him. The girl you saw in there was not the real one but merely what he sees her as.

Y/n: Ok now the floaty magic lady. Lady luck I think was her name. And the clothes.

Igor: She is your persona, a part of you, same as the clothes. Think of it as a sign of your control over your own mind and soul as you wander the minds of others fighting their souls.

Y/n's eyelids start to droop. He is getting very tired.

Yaldabaoth: We do not have much more time. Any more questions?

Y/n's eyes glow with renewed conviction.

Y/n: Just one. You said I could do whatever I wanted in people's hearts right? Can I change them, make them see the world differently, make them better people? If so how?

Igor and Yaldabaoth exchange glances.

The glow in his eyes grows from a spark to a flickering flame.

Y/n: please tell me.

Igor: We normally wouldn't do this but we see great potential in you and you certainly seem like you'll entertain us, so we'll humor you.

Yaldabaoth: Deep within the all  palaces lies a source of distortion. If you take it their twisted views of the world will vanish. That could turn them back into "better" people.

Y/n: Thank..... you....

His eyes dim back to their resting color as they are covered by his increasingly heavy eyelids

With that Y/n passes out.