Well folks, here I bring you a story that is set in the Arc of the Black Swordsman, but with the Kwamis of Miraculous Ladybug in the history of Guts.

I hope you enjoy.


The night was cold and the moonlight illuminated the night forest with its glowing warmth.

In a cave, the sound of the panting of lust impregnated the cave with the moan of a woman. The shadows were plastered on the stone walls, showing how a naked man was making love on top of the woman.

The woman, who moans constantly, begins to transform into a horrifying creature, opening its jaws full of razor-sharp teeth.

"You've fallen into the trap!" The creature responded to the human, licking the man's face with his long sticky tongue. "As long as you sit in heaven, you will fall to hell!"

The creature was ready to devour him, but his right hand grabbed his head hard, while his metal arm buried it in his mouth. The man's smile became sadistic, while his right eye flashed a glint of malice, as if he already knew that the trap was going to occur.

"Look what I have for you"

The sound of firing flying the flesh of the creature was heard with resonance in the cave, then it was muffled by a deep sepulchral silence.

Outside, the man wore a dark shirt with a gun belt with throwing knives, two breastplates covered his shoulders and a dark cloak covered his entire body, revealing the hilt of his sword on his back. He had a linear scar that crossed the bridge of his nose. His left eye was closed, the result of some accident, and black hair bristling. It measured around 1'91.

The man walked towards the forested regions, leaving behind the dead body of the creature.

With the sun setting in the sky, the man came to a walled city that was located on a meadow with trails and views towards the mountains and hills. The man went through the open doors that led into the city. In it, the wagons came and went, carrying with them some hay or food, but what caught the man's attention; It was a wagon that several young women, including some girls, were locked in an iron cage.

The man watched as the wagon with the locked women went by the entrance of the city, while it continued its course towards a tavern.

The tavern was crowded with people sitting at their respective tables; chatting and drinking beer to taste. At one of the tables, a robust and bald man, along with the rest of his band were sitting, watching as the stout bald one tries to hit the knife with one ... rather two: the first was an elf with fairy wings , and the other, a kind of fantasy being with a small red body and a large head, with black spots and indigo blue eyes.

One of the gang of thugs scoffed at the awful right of the stout bald man.

"Oh, you missed him"

"Damn!". The stout bald man said in frustration.

The two fantasy creatures kept panting from attempts to dodge the knives.

The stout bald pointed them out.

"If you two do not stop moving, then I can hit you"

In one of the chairs, a citizen asked his partner.

"Poor creatures." He said in a solemn tone.

"There is nothing we can do". Answered his partner. "Even the mayor can not do anything against the men of Koka Castle, it's better not to get involved"

The door of the tavern opened and the man in the black cloak entered. He walked to the bar and gave the bartender a coin.

"I think I'm going to break some things." He spoke in a dry and serious tone. Searching under his cloak, he pulled out a crossbow with a drawer where the arrows and a crank were placed.

The elf's scream of frustration caught his mate's attention.

"Free me, you imbecile, why do not you untie me? I'll bite your veins!"

"Puck!" His female companion told the tied elf. "I think it's not the time to lose your sanity, just make it worse!"

"I do not care about that, I just want to kill him"

"We would if Plagg were here!"

"Hehehe." The stout bald man laughed at the situation between the two magical beings. "I'm going to put those words behind their throats, do not move!"

Before he was ready to throw the knife, an arrow pierced his head, driving him hard into a wooden pillar.

The scene left Puck and his partner speechless. The rest of the gang of thugs were surprised.

Before some could speak, a hail of arrows shot out at them, killing two and leaving only alive. The arrow hit him in the nose, letting out a scream of pain. The man walked calmly towards the wounded bully. With his left hand, he grasped the arrowhead harshly, making the bully moan in pain again.

"You are one of the thugs of Koka Castle, right?" The man answered with serious sarcasm in his words.

The bully was trembling without saying anything. The man simply smashed the bully's face against the table, making him scream.

"Answer back"

"Yes sir..."

"Well, then I guess you can deliver this message to your boss for me"

"W-what message?"

"Tell him the Black Swordsman has arrived, it's all"

"The Black Swordsman ..." the thug stuttered.

A bully with a sword was coming up behind the Black Swordsman slowly.

"Behind you!" Both magical beings shouted to prevent it.

The Black Swordsman, noticing, grabbed with both hands the hilt of his sword. In just a minute, the bully's body parted in two, bathing the tavern room with blood. All customers were stunned and stupefied, including the two magical beings. It was too big to call it a sword. Too big, thick, heavy and rough. It looked more like a piece of iron.

The Black Swordsman kept his huge sword.

"I'm counting on you," he replied to the bully, walking towards the door of the tavern.

"Uh, excuse me, Hey, wait, do not leave us here!" Puck shouted to get his attention, he ignored her.

In the streets of the city, the Black Swordsman walked straight towards the exit, without noticing that the two magical creatures followed him, accompanied by one more; A black cat with a huge head and green eyes.

"Hey! Hey wait!" Puck tried to stop him, but he went on like that.

"Listen, if you're going to save someone, do not just leave him tied up like that! You're supposed to finish doing it, you know?" Puck tried to reason with him, but he ignored it.

Plagg, who woke up after eating cheese and bread in the tavern, and having listened to Tikki and Puck about this man who defeated those thugs, was something surreal. His feline gaze focused on the hilt of the sword of the Black Swordsman, but in addition, he could feel something dark emanate from the object, but the flying cat did not ignore him and began to ask:

"So, it's that sword that Tikki and Puck were talking about, I imagine how many forces you have to use to hold it, are you sure you do not get tired of grabbing it? I imagine cutting it to a huge slice of cheese"

"Plagg!" Tikki replied.

"What ?! It would not be such a bad idea"

There was no word from the Black Swordsman, just silence.

"Oh, yes, I'm Puck, and they're Tikki and Plagg, nice to meet you!"

Puck decided to tell the Black Swordsman everything.

"Hey, I was traveling with a group of itinerant artists, but we were attacked by those thugs, and from then on they locked me in a pajera and dunked me in a bottle of wine. It's a miracle that I'm still alive, that's for sure! As for Tikki and Plagg, they are Kwamis who came to this place because they were guided by a strange disturbance that happened, according to them, their other friends disappeared, but I am sure that they will soon be reunited with their lost friends "

It was Tikki's turn to tell her about the situation in the city.

"The town was attacked several times, but the mayor made a deal with these thugs, and in exchange for a tribute, they promised that they would leave the city in peace, and that they would not attack again, but after that intervention, I suppose everything will return to start again"

Now it was Puck's turn.

"If I were you, I would leave the city quickly, I mean, if they catch you, they'll tear you to pieces"

"And not just the thugs." Plagg entered the conversation. "Now that the mayor has a pact with them, even the city guards ..." Plagg was sitting on the shoulder of the Black Swordsman, was pushed by his healthy hand.

"Au! That hurt! Why did you do that ?!" He answered the Kwami of the black cat.

The Black Swordsman's gaze was cold and steel.

"Do not touch me," he said in a serious voice. "I will crush you"

"What's wrong with you ?! A person shows you some concern, and you respond with that aggressive attitude you have!"

The dispute was interrupted by the arrival of several guards outside the exit. All the crossbows were aimed at him, ready to fire in case he makes a move.

"See, I told you, well, see you" Puck and the two Kwamis flew out, leaving only the Black Swordsman at the mercy of the city guard.

The Black Swordsman frowned. 'Damn'

After being arrested, he was sent to the mayor's castle. He was stripped of his equipment and sent to the torture chamber, where he was imprisoned and beaten incessantly several times with the torturer's whip: an obese and bald man, who held a whip in his left hand, was tired and covered in sweat. He tried several times to make him cry out in pain, but he did not.

After being arrested, he was sent to the mayor's castle. He was stripped of his equipment and sent to the torture chamber, where he was imprisoned and beaten incessantly several times with the torturer's whip: an obese and bald man, who held a whip in his left hand, was tired and covered in sweat. He tried several times to make him cry out in pain, but he did not.

"You're a tough bastard, you know that?" The torturer responded to the Black Swordsman, who was subject to two shackles in the air. The marks of lashes and scrapes on his toned body made his blood run down his body full of scratches, but he refused to say a word.

"Can you even make a sound? Eh?!"

The only response was a spit of blood on his face.

The torturer became fury.

"Bastard!" He was ready to whip him again, but was stopped by the arrival of the mayor and his two bodyguards in armor, each holding a halberd.

"Stop! Enough for today" said the elderly mayor, walking directly and looking at the Black Swordsman fixedly.

The mayor looked at the tools belonging to the Black Swordsman, placed on a tray.

"All those weapons, do they belong to this man?"

"Yes, Mr. Mayor, they are enough weapons to start their own war." Cursed madman "The torturer replied looking at the Black Swordsman.

"You ... are you a mercenary?" The mayor spoke, trying to obtain information from the stranger, but he did not speak.

The mayor began to tremble, he knew perfectly well that the invasion was repeated again.

"Unknown stranger in these places ... you've done something terrible ... Do you have any idea what you've done ?! Because you killed those men ... this city will be destroyed!"

For the first time, the man decided to answer him, but in a sarcastic tone.

"Are you telling me that those guards standing there are scarecrows?

The first guard with the halberd in his hand walked towards the Black Swordsman, but the mayor stopped him.

"You have no idea how terrifying he is, the leader of those men ..." The mere image of remembering him terrified him. "He, that thing, is beyond the human, it's something horrible, and incomprehensible! A creature from the very depths of the abyss!" The mayor walked from one place to another, nervousness seized him. "No one can kill him, at least no human"

"I see, then that's why you made that dirty deal with him, huh?"

The mayor's hand grabbed the man's neck.

"And you could understand, a wandering wanderer like you"

"I get it"

The mayor could see how the man's voice became somber as he spoke.

"I know all about that, like that monster eats human flesh, I know it very well"

The mayor, the two guards, and the torturer paled. The man continued speaking:

"And I know you continue to provide her"food". When I passed through the city gates, that women's and children's carriage."

Nerves and stress took over the mayor.

"I ... I am the mayor! My duty is to protect my people!"

An arrogant smile appeared on the man's lips.

"Protect my people? Do not you mean yourself? "

"Your...!" A strong pain caused the mayor to fall, the first and the second guard advanced towards him and helped him to get up.

"Do it! You can torture everything you want, I do not care, but do not kill it! I have to give it to the men of Koka Castle alive"

The torturer raised an iron stick with the hot tip by the flames of the cauldron, causing them to make contact with the man's ribs, but the man let out a loud moan.

"Pre-prepare my carriage immediately, I will have to go to Koka Castle myself, and beg forgiveness"


In the luxurious dining room of Koka Castle, the Baron was enjoying dinner, but was interrupted by the arrival of one of his subordinates. The Baron was interested in what happened in the city.

"The Black Swordsman, you say?"

"Yes, Baron" replied the bully with the bandaged nose, on his knees before the Baron. "He has a sword bigger than him, he split Dean in half with a single blow, he's dressed in black and has a fake iron arm, he looks quite dark"

'It could be him?' The Baron thought, as he took a bite of his lunch.

The dining room door opened and one of his soldiers responded respectfully:

"My Lord"

"What happens?"

"That bastard, the mayor, is waiting at the door of the castle, he requests a hearing with you about the recent incident"

"I see" He sipped the wine glass and made me let him in.

A minute later, the mayor entered the dining room, along with two of the Baron's subordinates.

"It's been a while, mayor, it's good of you to come," the Baron replied politely to his guest.

"Your Honor, I have come to apologize for the recent transgression, it was the offense of a stranger who is unknown to us, there is no connection with any of the citizens"

The Baron laughed at the report made by the mayor, while holding the fork in the flesh and breaking it with the knife; his fingers were long and with sharp nails.

The mayor swallowed, but continued to come to a conclusion.

"I will give him twice as many prisoners and gold from now on, so please ..."

"You look haggard." The Baron's teeth formed into a smile, making his teeth gleam in the candlelight, giving tiny tiny flashes, as if they were sharp. As for his eyes, they were resplendent like those of a snake.

He pointed with the fork that had a piece of his dinner.

"Unlike before, now you're worried about your own skin, are not you, are not you, mayor?"

Using the fork as resoltera, he threw his dinner directly to the mayor, making him pick it up. When the mayor looked at the object, he was horrified, it was a human ear.

The Baron got up.

"Gold, prisoners ... I do not care about that kind of thing"

The mayor, in panic, watched as the Baron walked towards his armor; made with pieces similar to a snake, without forgetting its helmet in the form of a head of cobra.

"All I want is to see humans burning in an apocalypse, trying to escape, all I want is to hear the sounds of bones breaking, crushed under the hooves of horses!" The Baron's face was clearly visible; A sadistic expression with an immensity thirst for blood took over his facial expressions, his eyes flashed a malicious glint. "I do not need a reason, not at all!"

The Baron's subordinates seized the mayor, without letting him escape. The mayor, in a panic, tried to express what was happening.

"What are you doing ?! Let me go ?! Let me go! My lord! My lord!" His screams that let him out were heard in the corridors, until he lost himself.

"The Black Swordsman" He repeated those words again like a song. It was time to face that human who hunts the Apostles.

A dark laugh took over the whole castle.


After going through several tortures. The Black Swordsman was thrown into a cell with stone walls and a cold floor. There was hay and a puddle of water or, more likely, urine.

The man tried to move, but his body did not respond, he felt as if he had a ton of cement on top. He grimaced.

Looking at the corner where the hay was, he found what it looked like, a mutated fetus, something completely horrible.

'You again'. The Black Swordsman clenched his teeth furiously.

The fetus, seeing the man without moving, and only shook his head and cursed, began to approach him.

"Keep away!" He shouted at her to stop, but the fetus moved without paying attention. "I told you not to approach!"

The sound of something falling on the water or urine caught his attention. As he watched, he realized that it was Puck, along with Plagg and Tikki, there were also two others who were the same height as the two Kwamis; One purple with butterfly wings and the other green with a turtle shell.

"It seems that my damn luck is getting worse," the man thought bitterly.

"What a fright you've given me!" Plagg responded, spitting the watery liquid. "It's your fault that I fell!"

"They're from the tavern." The man looked at the two new Kwamis. "And it seems they met one of you"

"What a plague, will they be angry?" Puck smelled the liquid.

"So it seems." Tikki wrinkled her nose.

"Disgust!" Plagg announced.

"This place is terrifying," replied the nervous Butterfly Kwami. "The feeling of sadness and loneliness is felt in this place."

"Come on, Nooroo!" It was animated by the Kwami turtle. "You do not have to put that humor, we've come to save this human for saving Tikki and Puck!"

"You're right, Wayzz!" Nooroo formed a friendly smile to lighten the mood.

The Black Swordsman turned to focus on the direction of the fetus, but it disappeared, it had disappeared. He leaned his head against the stone floor and moaned.

"Have you been tortured? You look very bad," Plagg observed. "But do not worry, I've stolen the keys to the jailer"

The elf and the four Kwamis looked at the scarred body of the Black Swordsman.

"It's a pity to see you, you're full of wounds, this has happened to you for ignoring me," Puck said.

"Why did you come?" I wanted to meet the Black Swordsman.

"For having helped us in the tavern," Tikki said with a sincere smile.

"Good." Puck walked toward the open wounds. "Let me see what I can do ..."

"Do not touch me!" The man shouted angrily, making the elf wobble, even putting the Kwamis surprised and frightened.

"I told them before they touched me!" He growled like a rabid dog.

"It will be silly, it would not be bad for you" Puck frowned.

"For!" Before the man could throw another blasphemous, he could see with his only good eye, as bright, dust-like orbs emerged from the elf's wings. He could feel his wounds closing, feeling healthy and regaining his strength.

"Elves have many different powers, elves can heal wounds, feel people's feelings, and even bring happiness," said one of the artists with whom I was traveling, but those bandits killed them "

'So, this must be the elf that Judeau told me'

"We, the Kwamis too" Wayzz entered the conversation wisely. "We are beings that have existed when the universe was created, all Kwamis are made based on abstract ideas and emotions, each one of us is those representations, such as joy, happiness, beauty, and all those ideas that defined us In our creation, for the rest of our life, we have traveled throughout the universe, visiting world in world in the Galaxy, but, we feel a strange disturbance in reality, as if something had emerged from the darkness to cause a kind of -balance in the universal decided to look for the source of that disturbance, when we descended to your world, we felt as if something did not want us to not be here, then we got lost "

The Black Swordsman stood still at Wayzz's explanation. 'Well, now this is weird. In all my life hunting the Apostles, I never believed that there were these bugs that could be a danger to the Hand of God. The mention of a disturbance in reality, I think it speaks of the eclipse when the Apostles and the four members of the Hand'

"By the way, what is your name?" Puck wanted to know, including the Kwamis, the name of the Black Swordsman.

"Guts" commented the man in a dry tone.

Plagg noticed the strange mark the man had on his neck. By flying over him and lying down without being afraid of being hit, he looked closer; It had the shape of a diamond, but without joining both lines, it was tattooed on his flesh. Plagg could feel the dark energy that that mark took off.

"Eh, excuse me, Mr. Guts, could you tell me that mark you wear on your neck?" That comment by Plagg caught the attention of the elf and the three Kwamis. The flying fantasy beings looked curiously at the tattoo engraved on the man's neck.

Guts got up from the floor and leaned against the wall, touching the mark on his neck. He had a somber look, making the elf and the Kwamis feel tense.

"The Mark: It's the Mark"

With enough curiosity, Puck decided to ask with a childlike tone and curiosity:

"The Mark, what is that, why do you have it, who put it on you?"

"Puck!" Tikki caught his attention. "I think it's better to stop asking so many questions, you're causing Mr. Guts to be bothering you"

"I just know what I can say," Wayzz interjected, "I think the Mark is responsible for pumping a kind of dark energy, is not it?"

A spooky smile formed at the corners of Guts.

"You're right." He looked at the bars above, where he had the view of the city out, letting the evening light come in. "He will come to kill me, and will destroy the city to the ground"

"Hey!" The magical beings asked confused and began to think. Plagg was the first to ask.

"Are you talking about the Koka Castle types?" Plagg thought the words he said in front of Guts whether they were true or not, but judging by the somber look of the Black Swordsman, the Kwamis and the elf knew immediately that he was right.

Puck was in a panic.

"And you ... will you let the citizens die to fulfill your plan?" The elf could not imagine the horror that is about to happen.

Guts smile turned dark and arrogant.

"That does not matter to me" Those words perplexed the Kwamis and the elf. "The only thing that interests me is to kill the leader of that castle, I do not care what happens to the citizens"

The sharp words made Puck shiver. The Kwamis went to the elf to help him. Guts proceeded as if nothing.

"People die in the midst of the battles of others are weak destined to perish"

'I feel his anger. It burns my chest. 'Puck moaned in pain at the negative emotions of the Black Swordsman, even the Kwamis felt them too.

"If you can not defend yourself, it's best to die." Guts's tone was cold.

'Fury? No, it's more than that,' Puck thought as he tried not to fall over because of the weight of negative emotions. 'Fury, sadness, fear ... What will be the reason for these dark emotions?' Puck decided to ask him a question.

"Then ... Why did you save us?"

The Kwamis also wanted the answer.

Guts instead let out a laugh, as if that elf's response was some kind of joke.

"Silly, but what do you say, why would anyone bother saving bugs like you?"

Puck shot out and hit Guts' jaw, making him wince. As he turned his angry gaze to the elf, he saw that he was on the bars, along with the four Kwamis. The elf's face was wrapped in tears, deciding to fly outwards, accompanied by the Kwamis.

"Stupid bugs!" Guts spat. He walked to the door of his cell and leaned with his healthy hand. When he knocked on the door, he was surprised that it was open. Surely they were those magical beings.

Guts felt a pain in his neck, in the place where the Mark was.

Seeing his fingers covered by the blood that flowed from the Mark, a dark smile widened in his face.

"It's coming towards here"


The night was stained by the embers of the houses, stalls and other buildings engulfed in flames.

"It's awful." Puck and the Kwamis watched in horror as the Koka Castle thugs burned the houses mercilessly.

In the streets, the bodies of murdered men and women covered the ground, while a cavalry of bandits began walking, stepping on the corpses of the deceased.

The city guard began to flee from the bandits on horseback, without one of them resisting or trying to stand up. On the Baron's halberd, a boy's torso was stuck with only his head and left arm. The Baron enjoyed the blood of the human torso, drinking it like a wine.

Puck and the Kwamis did not stop trembling from seeing the Baron drinking the blood of his victim. It was horrible to watch.

'He is not human!' Was the thought of the elf and the four Kwamis staring in horror at the Baron, drinking the blood of his victim as if it were wine.

"Ahead!" The Baron announced wearing his battle armor to his soldiers. "Burn it all!"

When the cavalry of the bandits of the Baron went ahead to destroy the other houses, Guts came out of a pile of corpses and began to shoot arrows against the bandits of the Baron. Some stopped as Guts killed the Baron's soldiers.

A soldier riding a horse rode to Guts, only to be split in two along with his horse. The soldiers were shocked to see such a sword that Guts carried; it was something that no human being can sustain.

'It's ... It's very strong!', The Kwamis and Puck thought surprised.

The Baron was ahead of him.

"You are the so-called Black Swordsman who has been hunting us the Apostles?"

Guts began to reload arrows and began firing at the Baron, who fell from his horse, but stood up as if nothing, with four arrows in the face of his helmet. Guts fired again, causing him to back off and enter a local. When Guts walked towards the entrance, a reptile tail threw him against the street.

"Guts!" The Kwamis and Pcuk shouted.

In the room, two orbs shone in the darkness, while listening to the words of the Baron.

"It's useless." The half-hidden face of the Baron appeared beneath the orbs. "No matter how many arrows you shoot at me ..." The true form of the Baron's body came out of the darkness. It was a quadruped reptile with green scales and a long neck with a cobra head. In its jaws, the Baron's head was like a tongue. "I'm going to devour you! I'm going to eat you!"

"It's ... it's a monster!" The bandits decided to flee from the scene, horrified as their boss was a reptilian monster disguised as a human. The Kwamis and Puck did not stop screaming for the true monstrous form of the Baron.

Before Guts could stop to fight, a sharp blow from the Baron's tail smashed him against the wall of a local, causing him to spit blood. Then came another blow, leaving him face to face with the dirt floor. Moaning, and still alive, the Black Swordsman tried to get up weakly, after surviving twice, which would be impossible for a human being to survive.

Puck and the Kwamis did not stop panicking.

"Heh ... are you still alive?" The Baron was surprised by the strength of the human. "A normal human would have already burst his guts with the first blow" The Baron raised his tail, ready to give the final blow. "But this is the end!"

The tail crashed against Guts' body, causing blood to flow out of his mouth. I was inert, I could not move.

"Guts!" Puck and the Kwamis screamed in terror.

The Baron picked up Guts and held him to his jaws.

"Humans are fragile creatures, they only serve as food to fill our stomachs, nothing but food" The Baron was ready to devour the Black Swordsman, but it was Guts' metallic hand that put him in front of his face.

"What?!"

The iron hand came down and revealed a cannon. With the rope in his mouth, he pulled it. The explosion mutilated half of the Baron's face, dropping Guts. He grabbed his huge sword from the ground, and, with both hands on the hilt, cut the Baron in half; separating the upper half from the lower half, spreading the entrails and blood to the ground.

With a maniacal smile, Guts walked towards what was left of the Baron. He crushed the reptile's mouth with his boot and started shooting arrows. The Baron implored him to stop, but Guts continued to do so.

"You did not say that it did not matter how many arrows you shot?" It must be hard, it seems that it will cost you a lot to die "Guts's expression was cruel with a touch of sarcasm." It is true that humans are weak and that we die easily. But no matter how weak we are, no matter how much pain we feel, we still do everything possible to survive ... What about you if I show you a little of that pain too? "The shots continued

"You did not say that it did not matter how many arrows you shot?" It must be hard, it seems that it will cost you a lot to die "Guts's expression was cruel with a touch of sarcasm." It is true that humans are weak and that we die easily. But no matter how weak we are, no matter how much pain we feel, we still do our best to survive ... What about you if I show you a little of that pain too? "The gunfire continued, causing all the destruction to take place. I'll listen to the Baron's agonizing cries. "Puck and the Kwamis kept shivering from the scene.

"Who are you?" The Baron's eyes remained fixed on the Mark of the neck of Guts. "That is the Mark of Sacrifice! You ...!"

"The God Hand" Guts cut him coldly. "Where are the five members of the God Hand?"

"Th ... That ... It's ...!" An arrow pierced his eye, he cried out in agony. "I do not know ... I do not know where they are! The Apostles do not know his whereabouts ... I swear it"

Guts looked at him for a few seconds and turned around, turned his eyes and said:

"Enjoy your death, I think I'm going to let you burn slowly"

The sound of burning woods fell on top of the Baron, screaming in agony.

"I ... Wait ... Please, I do not want to die ... Wait ... Help me ... Help ...!" The baron's chanto began to scream a little louder. Puck and the Kwamis covered their ears as they trembled. They looked at Guts as he went calmly straight to the exit, in the midst of destruction and death, muttering all together a single word.

"Berserk"


This chapter took a long time, but I managed to finish it. I had to look for Kwamis information on the Miraculous Ladybug wiki and put them in the world of Berserk, with some changes.

Then I will continue with the next chapter, since this story is only based on the Arc of the Black Swordsman.

A greeting.

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