" No... No way. There's no way I can defeat this guy. " Asta never got his grimoire, however, that never stopped him from taking the magic knights scouting event. - - WARNINGS This fic contains themes such as heavy angst, trauma, referenced depression, implied SA, horror and implied child abuse. As much as I want to say 'it's actually not that bad', some people are legitimately triggered by these things. If any of these might trigger you, I suggest not reading it. [I am not glorifying any of the aforementioned topics - most of it is me projecting. This fic was merely a plot bunny back in 2019 and hardly makes sense nowadays, but I still think about it.]