Y/n POV
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You wake up in your cell and not in the throne room, that's stranger than usual. You see the warden smoking a big cig.Warden?: Hello y/n.
You get a flashback from yesterday's fight.
You get up and walk to the bars of the cell.
Y/n: Hey dude, mind if you tell me your real name? It's just weird to call you warden.
Warden Igor/Hades: The names Igor, but I am widely known as Hades. Now let's get to business or preferably our training.
He snaps his fingers and the walls collapse the small prison turns into a large white room.
You start hearing some boss music.
He strechs his arm out and a large scythe appears.
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Y/n: So you chose a scythe this time.
Your right hand turns into metal upto your elbow. You grin at him and get ready for a beat down. Hades rushes at you and strikes the ground you jump out of the way and extend your metal arm to punch him. He straightens up and blocks it with his scythe, he goes to cut your arm but you quickly pull it back.
Y/n: It seems you've gotten a little slower.
He retorts.
Warden Hades: Hey! At least I didn't pull a cheap shot last time.
You flashback to your first fight in the prison, 'he had cornered you against a wall, there was a short and bent metal rod from one of the jail cells. You point behind him and say.
Y/n: Look a cute little guard.
He freezes and looks behind. You get up and whack him in the head'.
Y/n: Ok in my defense I didn't know I could do this.
You gesture to your right arm. He pushes his hands upwards and some shackles grab your ankles and pull downwards into the floor securing you into place.
Y/n: Ah crap.
He dashes at you and swings the scythe at you, you quickly make a shield with a sword in it and slam it into the ground.
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A Strange But Exciting Place (The Owl House x Male reader)
Fiksi PenggemarY/n is friend of Luz who shares the same wacky views on life and prefer to do things related to fantasy. Unbeknownst to them they finally get to live in a fantasy world, but not according to the standards they always thought of. I don't own any art...