A/N: (Note/Disclaimer) All recognizable characters belong to their respective owners. Such as Neopeople for Dungeon Fighter Online(Also known as Dungeon & Fighter) and Aneko Yusga for The Rising Of The Shield Hero
Note 2: Another fanfic chapter… this time for an unexplored crossover between two works with barely any fics in the archives.
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("Thoughts")
(Attacks/Weapon names/Sounds)
('Other/Foreign Speech')
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(Titles/Flashback/Time/Dates/Place)
(Narration & Everything else)
('Demonic Speech')
("Demonic Thoughts")
Hero And Fighter Chapter 1
Die Heldengeschichte Bookstore: Japan (?)
June 25th, 2016: 1323
Third Person: Omni
Ping. The sound tone of a notification on his phone was the only real sound in the small bookstore that he was browsing through. He looked around a bit to see if anyone had heard and were disturbed from their shopping or reading. No disapproving looks from around was a pretty good sign that he did not bother anyone by accidentally not putting his phone to silent.
He moved to swiftly bring it out as quickly mute it as soon as he found the lower volume button on the phone. He swiftly checked what the message was about, though he was far more interested in the books around him than what the message probably contained. He quickly unlocked it and pulled the messaging app.
'Come on Big Bro, the raid starts today and we need your Crusader to get through it, the other two already confirmed that they are on board.' Was the message that was laid across the screen, the most recent one in fact. His little brother bothered him quite often to play with them as the supporter class. Even with the event starting then he wouldn't have time to help all that much considering that he needed to study when they would be online. He simply replied that he couldn't before stowing away his phone in his pocket and looking back at the shelf in front of him. He quickly noticed a strange book in the midst of all the others. A worn leather spine really contrasted to the uniform sheen of the other books on the shelf. It was a velvet red that was used on it while the spine had illegible writing in gold.
"Interesting…" The black-haired college student mumbled to himself as he carefully pulled the piece of literature out of its tight-fitting space. The cover was worn and a bit battered, but it was in good shape for its seemingly old age. Kanji were written on it in an extensively faded gold, making the writing itself barely even legible. The Record Of Four Holy Weapons is certainly a strange name for a novel. It would be far more fitting for the name to be in some kind of mythical blacksmithing section.
"Let's see…" He silently opened the book, there was no summary inside, though that made sense with the sense of age the book itself held. A strange font greeted his eyes, while not quite as unique as handwriting, it was fairly irregular when compared to the standard fonts that he used in his college papers. But the strange part about it was how machine-like the lettering was.
"There are four legendary weapons that choose four legendary heroes…" It would seem that the covers had absorbed the majority of the abuse that the book found itself in, the pages are neat and clean with all the kanji being clear in contrast when compared to the slightly yellowed pages.
"Hey boss, how much for this book?" He closed it to be in line with the rules of the store. Though he had a bit of leeway due to being a regular here, he did not want to strain the goodwill with the store owner.
_(RISING OF THE SHIELD HERO)_
Naofumi's Apartments: Japan (?)
June 26th, 2016: 1600
After a few hours of studying in his room, he lays down on his mattress in mental exhaustion. For some reason, today's work had been much harder than usual to deal with. It took a few minutes before he looked over at his laptop and the backpack that held the worn book he had bought from the book store, which now that he thought about it was really fitting to find in from what little german he knew from the store owner. He looks over to his bookshelf filled in light novels and manga, debating on what to read in order to relieve his mental exhaustion.
"May as well read it." He remarks as he finally stands up to walk over and read the book. Humming to himself a familiar tune to himself while replacing the laptop into his bag while withdrawing the book from within while resting it on his leg. Making sure to have the two screens of the desktop pc off to save on some power.
"To the wind of you." He mumbled out some lyrics as he finally sat on the chair to his desk. He would spend several minutes engrossed in the fairly standard fantasy novel all things considering. Four weapons, the shield, sword, bow, and spear choosing their wielders to save the world from a prophecy of destruction via monsters that spawn in waves. The princess was practically a psychopath who wanted all the heroes infighting while the world could be destroyed from it was nicknamed bitch in his mind as he read.
The summoned heroes all had descriptions that slowly developed in his head, the swordsman was active and strong, the bowman was heroic, and the spearman was the most loyal of the bunch… but it was not shown all that well considering how the princess meddled with their affairs. The strange thing was when it finally reached the chapters about the shield hero… all the pages were blank.
"Wait why is it all blank?" He quickly flipped the pages and found the rest of the chapters had nothing written within either, it had no sign of being faded or water damaged in any capacity either. Around him, a glow started to form, unnoticeable at first but started to grow strong enough for him to notice the change quite quickly if he hadn't already felt his consciousness fading.
"Wait what-" Was all he could say as his consciousness faded, disappearing from the world with his backpack in tow… the missing posters that showed up afterword lasted only a few months before everyone but his close ones forgot.
_(DUNGEON FIGHTER ONLINE)_
Castle Summoning Room: ? Castle: Kingdom of ?
The world around them was strange, a stone chamber is being used as the summoning place for the four Japanese individuals standing in a row when they regained consciousness. Besides the altar standing infront of them, they all noticed the robed individuals that stood in a circle around them. The labored breaths of the individuals were quite noticeable, even as the one in the center, the leader presumably, stepped up to speak. As they noted the weapons attached to them
"Please save this world heroes!" Was the voice of one of them… it was actually a young female's voice that came through to them, though they could not exactly see the appearance of the lady due to the hood covering her face in shadows. But the other three already were up in arms about the questions they would ask, but to the experienced eye, they were all excited to be here.
"What do you mean by that?" The young looking teen with the bow asked as they tested the drawstring, with Naofumi being at the other end of the line. Another hooded figure quickly pushed the original leader out of the way, his own face coming into view as he hurriedly pushed the female leader away. Though Naofumi caught a glimpse of her lavender hair and amber eyes for the brief second of sudden movement.
"That question has a long and complicated story behind it, but in short we summoned you, the four cardinal heroes, using an ancient ritual." Was his reply to the question, the black robes with golden accents fitted to all of them, but its sleeves fell due to gravity, exposing his arms.
"Four cardinal heroes? Does he think us beings of that legend?" Was Naofumi's thoughts as he made observations of the rest of the robed figures, all of them men besides the lady that was pushed aside. The other three paid no mind to the lady as she stumbled slightly to regain balance, all their attention is spent on the man who pushed her aside.
"Our world teeters on the brink of destruction, please help us, brave heroes!" He was expressive in the request, with all of the robed figures nodding. Naofumi turned his gaze back to the man after making sure that the lass recovered from the sudden push away from her original position.
"Well, I guess I could hear you out-" Was all Naofumi could get out, as expressions of subtle distrust appear on the faces in the back, with the man in the lead showing no change in his, before the other heroes decided to speak up.
"I refuse." The first words the black haired teen with the sword spoke was that of denial for their request. His face is neutral as he spoke.
"Likewise." Was the second response of refusal that came from the heroes' side, this one coming brown-haired teen, and now that Naofumi turned, he could see their golden eyes and androgynous face.
"We can return to our world, right? We will talk about our problems after that." Was the comment from the tall blond spear wielder. The spear leaned onto his shoulder as he acted like it naturally belonged there… as in kind with his own realization of the shield that is attached to his right arm feeling gradually more natural by the second.
"Don't you feel any guilt for bringing us to this world without consent?" The first refuser walked forward a step before pointed the legendary blade at the robed figures, flat side to the air above.
"And when we leave this world after it has gained peace we will have gained nothing for our efforts." From the androgynous burnett comment, Naofumi thought what they are saying is a bit of sense. Along with the more emotive of the cloaked individuals beginning to shuffle a bit nervously.
"How willing and far are you going to accommodate us?" The blond spearman asked as well. Naofumi thought they were good actors… or were quite the illusioned individuals.
"Depending on the answer, we might just be your enemies." Is what he finished up with… but the thought of going against them without any combat experience was a daunting thought for the university student. Besides, they could resummon the heroes at any time they like. But he was slightly impressed at the running gate demands and talk about rewards from them.
"F-first we would like to bring you to the king of our country, Melromarc." The leading man stepped forwards to them as he tried to defuse what he thought was the hero's anger. From what Naofumi saw from the other three otherworlders, he knew that they felt pleased with how the events have proceed.
"Then we can discuss the rewards after." Was the closing statement of the robed man. The robed figures all made expressions of relief
"Fine, I guess." The lowering of the sword was what the black-haired swordsman in blue did after remarking on the answer to their demands.
"I suppose we could consider the offers that you have." Was what the brown-haired individual of ambiguous gender stated as the pair walked forward with unconcerned steps, giving a swagger to their walk… Naofumi could tell they are getting more used to the feel of the legendary weapons as well, though they are not consciously acknowledging it.
"Well, It is not like our demands will change anyway." The pigtailed blond beside him walked forward after them. The male robbed figures quickly lead the way up the stairs. The lady probably will be the last one to exit to close the chamber behind them once they reached the outside world.
"Sheesh, they are quite confident arnt they… Those stares remind me of something…" Naofumi's thoughts on the other three heroes switched to remembering how the other men looked at him earlier… full of distrust and prejudice.
"You okay?" When he reached the sole female in the room, he decided to ask as quietly as possible, making sure that she is the only one that heard him. She looked over to him in surprise, making Naofumi think that the women of this country were repressed in some way.
"Yes, I am fine." She responds after a brief moment of being stunned by his caring tone that carried the question. The other hero's paid no mind to her as from what Naofumi could tell, they were too excited to care and did not show any real personality traits.
"That's good." He smiled with a relieved tone on his voice and expression. He could practilcy feel her expressions of surprise. He could actually see her a bit better now, mainly her eyes, from under the hood. Though compared to the other men who he could see the faces of easily.
"You coming?" The rude and calm tone of the swordsman broke up the thoughts about what was happening. He smiled a bit sheepishly at the reminder that they needed to talk to the king. He quickly slung the backpack over his shoulder and caught up to them.
_(RISING OF THE SHIELD HERO)_
"We really are in another world." The light brunette remarked as they walked up the winding stairs from the underground chamber that they were in before.
"We sure are." The swordsman is the first of the 4 legendary weapon wielders to walk up the stairs. He remarked offhandedly, though Naofumi could not see his expression so far behind the front of the group. But he would assume that the young man would have a bored look on his face.
"What a pleasant breeze… it is kinda what is described in those vacation pitches." He remarks to himself as he looks out one of the windows as they reach high above the city's main level.
"Never been outside Japan before?" The brunette asked from their second position in the line of Japanese students. The others all stop and look back at him enjoying the sight. Though they are already at the doorway out of the stairway.
"By the breeze, it should be a standard Mediterranean environment." The traditional Japanese looking male spoke as he glanced over to the in-game supporter who was still several steps down from them.
"Excuse me for not knowing particular knowledge and vocabulary." Besides, who actively remembered those terms outside of writers and learning fanatics? He just decided to put his left hand to the back of his head inorder to sheepishly scratch his head.
From the slight rustle of fabric from behind them, he could tell that the mage last out covered an expression of her's. The reason why he knew it was a smile? The slight giggle that came from her that only he could hear most likely.
"Someone is watching me with ill eyes huh." When they reach the surface and walk into the sunlight and onto the paved stone ground of the courtyard. Naofumi looked up at the various windows, noting a young woman with red hair observing the group. She was quite pretty in her violet dress, though he could only see a small part of the top.
Word Count: ~2600 words
Date Completed: 12/3/2020
Note: And another fic that was written in the spur of the moment. I hope you all enjoy this crossover…. With my other concurrent chapters in various states of completion as I finish up this author's note. I do hope to see speculation in the comments… if there are any. It is not like that this has any real presence on either FFN or AO3.
