Out of sheer nightly inspiration and having a bit of free time from my schedule, I've decided to write another Omake. This one is an alternative scene to The Harpy Queen vs Luka fight.

Anyway welcome back to Spin of Destiny, in this chapter, Luka gives into voices.

Note: This is not a canon chapter.


The wind howled throughout the field, though he could barely feel its chill with his broken and hardly conscious body that was so adamant to disobey his every command, only being able to barely hold itself up by the forearms while legs remained ever limp. He felt his body burn, wounds made by his opponent made. Each movement, or attempted, felt excruciating, leaving him in a raspy and hectic breath as his lungs took in as much oxygen as possible. Angel Halo was left far out of his reach, and even if it was close he doubted he could ever touch it in his condition much less hold it properly to fight…

"Now, are we done here, have you had enough?" Luka could barely quite make out the stern voice of his adversary, he slowly looked to see the Harpy Queen, the one he sought to beat and stop the kidnappings. Perhaps he was not the only one to think so, she almost seemed regretful and filled with pity, maybe… if he looked hard enough through his blurry vision. The rest of her speech, sound of insects and other small nightly critters, whispers, and yells out of around him was a muddled noise as it was drowned out by the ringing noise in his ears that refused to stop. He could only clearly feel and hear the hard-paced beating of his heart trying to feed his oxygen-expended body.

Maybe…maybe I can- The fake turned his gaze back to the grass below him, it looked so soft, threatening to envelop him and never let go if his arms gave in – something that promised him a welcoming embrace if he just laid his head on it to rest, or maybe it was just his body being too weak. In all honesty, he silently considered her demand. As his body screamed at him with pain for the action he took, giving up sounded like a sweet option. He could just close his eyes, let his body fall, rest on the soft ground and maybe dream away all the torment. His eyelids felt heavy, they were beginning to close, never to open again as his arms wobbled more.

It would be so easy to…

"Are you really giving up so easily? I thought you had hope, dreams to seek and accomplish!"

A flamboyantly boisterous voice broke Luka out of his stupor. It was so close and even clearer than the sound of his unsteady heartbeat. The boy forced himself to frantically glance around to find its origin, yet there was no around that was nearby enough to be so loud and strong.

"And yet… when you have barely taken off, you start to fall into the depths below, to be impaled by the sharp stone hidden as your aspirations drift farther and farther away from you…no longer in reach…"

Finally, it clicked for Luka, the voice was coming from inside his very head, had he finally lost it, in sheer desperation for some support his mind conjured up some hallucination to encourage him even when his situation was hopeless? But it sounded so real, someone he could call for their aid. Regardless he didn't have any imaginary support…he already had that in Luther, he was sure someone would come to his rescue, right?

Luka glanced at Luther who was the only barrier separating him from the angry and distressed mob of harpies.

"Hmm… I do still sense a desire to rebel against such cruel fate within you."

"However, there is no Daedalus to save us now in these broken skies, no holy intervention from whatever god may feel pity for what has befallen us. Know this, they will not always be our side, your enemies will seek to tear them away from you, will you let them? Look at her…your obstacle."

Real or not, the voice held strength, a power he so desperately wished to have for himself. Luka followed the voice's request, staring at the Harpy who had caused this damage. She was still patiently waiting for his response, her body only illuminated by the starry sky above them. Her wings, the most important advantage she held over him to which she wholly exploited, Luka's mess of a body being a direct result of that, he quietly mused if any of his bones were broken or shattered

"Such glorious wings used for such cruel intent, a pity… perhaps you wish to make better use of them, soar through the heavens like her? Will you let her stand in your way and tear your dreams apart?"

"N- no, I won't, can't!" Luka answered loudly, a spark of defiance returning whilst he forced his pitiful body to endure the pain and steadily stand up, legs shaking, struggling to keep him up as he glared at his assailant. An eerie unmistakable golden glint in his eyes that pierced through the dark was seen by all.

The winged Monster appeared stunned, amazed by the unnatural sheer grit and determination displayed by the boy before her, she was sure some of his bones were cracked at least after her assault, no one that wasn't a battle-hardened warrior should be able to move, although she doubted his resistance would last long judging from his limp form barely being to hold itself up. "You refuse? Then know this, I don't wish to do this out of a sense of cruelty"

"I can't lose against you!" Despite the brave display, he stumbled as he took a step forward to the Harpy Queen, trying to support his legs with his arms. Luka heard many exclamations of disbelief and amazement from the people around him, but none of that mattered; he only had a single goal in mind.

"Ah…your resolve still burns true, very well, then let us be one…"

"Gah!" Luka heard the voice and grasped his head from the sudden pain that sprung in his head, it felt as if his brain was flattened into a pancake, thrown around inside of his skull while stabbed multiple times, and then lit on fire, which threatened to spill open out from his skull. It was much worse than anything the Harpy Queen could do to him. "Huahhh!" But unlike her caused agony, it made him feel alive, slowly filled him with power beyond his comprehension.

The fake hero dropped to the ground again, gripping his skull tightly. Air pressure increased as small waves began emerging from him hit the surroundings and masses; everyone couldn't help but stare, their confusion and bewilderment replaced with horror at the suffering boy. The Harpy Queen hadn't moved at all, opting to land on the ground, something wasn't right to her…despite his current weak state.

Luther had no words to speak, his body remained frozen in shock, refusing to move, this seemed much worse than he imagined it would end up, it was all going too fast for him. I- I'm sorry, I couldn't help you…maybe there is still a chance. The man forced gaze to the spinning nails, nodding solemnly. I- if, if I could eliminate her, then maybe I could get him to s-safety, try to…oh who am I kidding? I'm not even sure if I can help him…I'm sorry, Luka…

The Harpy Queen hadn't moved at all, opting to land on the ground, something wasn't right to her…despite his current state. His power is only increasing! Far beyond what he once had, b-but how? It doesn't make any sense! He should be out cold by now. She immediately flew up into the sky, whatever oddities she was seeing she wasn't going to let the bad omen be fulfilled, it will have to end quickly, either by knocking him out or by blood.

"I am thou"

"Thou art I…"

"The sky looks wonderful today...shall we reach for it?"

As soon as those words were uttered he could bear the pain to stand upright and look in defiance at his opponent speeding toward the clouds. From blue flames manifested a mask on his face, a white faceplate of a Corinthian helmet, its edges gilded with golden laurel leaves. Along with it came the overwhelming to rip it off, to be free, yet proved to be harder than expected, the mask was attached to his very flesh.

"From now on I am your wings, you shall be in the highest peaks and reach for the stars themselves, but be wary, for your flame may burn me, I beg of you never let that happen."

The fake hero took a deep breath to still himself and gritted his teeth. He longer felt most of his aching form, everything – his dreams, hope, and the promise he made to his mother relied on this one very moment, even the diving Harpy was of no concern to him. This was it. A chance slip off the mask and reveal everything, the time for fairy tales, bedtime story and fantasies was long over, now real hope drove his path.

"Call upon my name and fly!"

With a heavy tug and a final pained yell, he ripped it off in one go, along with his face skin, revealing the red meat and blood underneath. The harpy queen was not far off of him, it would have only possibly taken just a few more seconds to hit him, but she was too late.

"Ascend, Icarus!" Luka knew the voice's name, his Persona. It existed within him for a long time. All he needed was a little push to be reminded. His body immediately erupted into a pillar of dark blue flames and broken chains, the explosion of energy knocking her far away into a nearby treehouse, though not enough to injure a Queen like her and he knew this. Pain and fatigue were long distant memories now, there was only power that was left.

Luka emerged from the spectral flames, physique filled with strength, the wound on his face completely gone, his outfit changed into a regal white with gold and bronze accents, his Enriken shirt replaced by Greek cuirass melding into his attire, a silky smooth collared cape that was split in the middle fluttered in the wind as its owner stood.

A mechanical figure with two pairs of wings physically manifested behind the small boy, formed out of the flames, it stood at nine feet tall, most of its body appeared to be made and sculpted from smooth marble which depicted a young male figure, its joints were seemingly made of bronze, its wings were where metal and stone perfectly intertwined, containing a small jet engine in each wing along with bronze feathers decorating the frame. At the very center of his chest was a ball of magma which pulsated similarly to that of a heartbeat.

Whiplash was felt quickly by the observers, the boy they have seen suffer at the hand of their queen and from unknown causes standing proudly against her, even knocking her away from a simple shockwave of his energy. Everyone remained speechless, only a few barely incomprehensible exclamations and stuttering messes of sentences, no one was willing to approach the boy anymore, the amount of power he oozed out his being prevented them from.

That is a…. Luther gaped, finding no words that could offer any more clarification than the sight in front of him. A Persona…Luka got a Persona…

"Chu! Chu! Chumimi~in!" While Chambers was left to process this information, Tusk cheered on the purple-haired hero, its movements were noticed by Icarus who gave a wave to the small stand before turning his attention to the enemy.

"It appears that the Queen has recovered. Let us test our wings against her." Icarus gestured at the Queen, the voice that came from his still mouth voice sounding too lively for his body. True to his word, the Harpy Queen quickly came down from the crash to face them, more power than ever before radiating off her body, she slowly walked forward with uncertainty and fury.

Luka smirked, hoisting Angel Halo neatly off the ground and on to his shoulder, his Persona flexed his wings causing a large gust of air to be blown at all sides "It's Monsters like you are one of the reasons why coexistence hasn't happened, and there is no way I'm letting you keep it that way no matter what!" The fake hero positioned his sword into an Ox guard." Come on then, we're on equal ground now."

"Never in my life had I thought I would ever have to fight with my full power against a human…or whatever you are, you should feel honored." The Queen stated, curiously observing the metallic and marble make that was Luka's power. She spread her wings. The oppressive atmosphere was only getting harder as tension increased.

"Holding back? Perhaps there was no way to beat her with my previous power…" Luka frowned, touching some of the bruised parts of his body, but then smiled as an idea hit him.

"Let's finish this…Dia"


AN: Firstly I'll answer some questions beforehand that might pop up when reading this so I won't have to answer them in the comments.

- What drove you to write this?

In all honesty, I had a selection of different stories I wanted to write for MGQ, hell, there is a lot of different appearing in my head from time to time one of them was a Persona/MGQ crossover fic idea with Luka going through semi new-game after failing his first time to stop Ilias and her Shadow, it would have featured him slowly regaining his memories as he traveled through the world and attained Confidants (or Social links, whatever you like to call them) as well as gaining some canon and some OC party members, also Lucifina lives in this story.

- Why is Icarus Luka's Persona?

When thinking of that fic's plot, Icarus always seemed to come to mind as Luka's Persona candidate, at least the one from my interpretations and memory. To me Icarus represented dreams, desires, and hope, recklessly seeking it, in the end, his death is a cautionary tale against that. To those very familiar with Luka's character could easily draw the connection. The fake hero's dreams are in the world's context extremely idealistic and his method of pursuing equally as strange, but determined. However, as most of the people that played MGQ here and the story itself pointed it out, with just a little bit of scrutiny one can easily see the many flaws in Luka's ideals, all of a sudden his coexistence falls apart after a while either ruining both races or only strictly benefiting the Monsters for several reasons I don't think I need to go into detail. There is that reckless dream seeking that runs parallel between those two characters.

- What is Dia?

For some of you who are completely unaware of Persona or its mainline games "SMT" which it spun-off from you might be confused by this? Dia is the most basic healing spell a Persona User or Demon Summoner can use. It might be basic, but in the levels that are generally used in it does the job well.

-Why didn't you write the fight scene?

Got burned out, wanted to go to sleep.


Reviews:

-LastTrialofHumanity: I think I've mentioned this before, but kind of prefer to take it slow when it comes to the plot, though I do ultimately realize it might end up biting me in the ass sometimes with certain scenes being overdrawn. Also was this Omake crazy enough for you?

-doomqwer: The whole visceral outcry thing, yeah...there is only so much I've willing to change in the canonical story (mainly due to laziness), and well their canonical reaction was also a bit too casual from as well, but if that's the way the original wrote that in I can't really complain, well I can, but I chose to keep that to myself. The men not being pissed at being raped isn't just because it some "hentai world". Critical Ecstasy appears to have extremely addicting properties, partly the reason why losing to Monster in MGQ is total game over since Luka completely loses his will to fight, all of his dreams go down the drain (Not counting the ones that end with his death, of course, there is obvious reason why there is a game over there).

-Astrogamer: Though I said this to you in PM, the position of Beta Reader is already taken by my friend, the chapter that your review was posted on wasn't exactly fixed properly, as I wanted to get out the chapter as soon as possible so I didn't consult my beta reader in the editing process (Still was busy though). Also, your help wouldn't exactly speed up the process as you hope to, I follow a specific schedule that helps me decrease workloads and lets me retain my focus on academics. I can't change much. So, sorry.

-lytsadboi: Well the harpy queen herself is fucked in this chapter.

-Tikio: Okay...

-AcausalTrilby: Yeah, there is a lot of good reasons why Humans should hate Monsters, it's not just religion which generally people don't really seem to be that devout in, and I don't get why the characters directly bring this up in arguments (they could have, but my memory is failing me here). Completely correct on the stopgap solution part, most of the problems in hindsight are left to epilogue Luther to clean up. Monsters that maliciously continue their old ways, which running relations, Monsters inability to birth males, eventual population problems, well...Luka is chilling in the Monster Lord's castle seemingly content with what he has done together with Alice, so it's up to "stress bag" Luther fix.

-mario986: I wouldn't really call this a self-insert anymore, sure I use Luther to project my negative traits and emotions, however, I do that while writing most of the plot here and in other stories. It's therapeutic and both strangely nerve-wracking, but it serves to fuel my motivation. And I made my full attempts at fleshing out his character separate from myself, both in what you see here and in outlines and plans. Regarding Luka's powers, well...I made it clear that Luther had a realization that Luka can't really reveal his power otherwise Angel Halo might suspect something, which might lead to some unfortunate consequences.

Thank you for the support and I'll see you next Chapter.