Author's Note : My younger brother and I are old school nerds, ever since the PS4 broke.
The two of us took refuge playing Yu-Gi-Oh, with physical cards and digital cards.
The card game made my brother want to watch Yu-Gi-Oh! 5D's and Yu-Gi-Oh! Zexal.
So I was struck by the nostalgia of the old cartoons from my childhood. What's more nostalgic than watching Sonic X?
Nostalgia, boredom and having too much free time catapulted me into Sonic Boom, Sonic Prime and Sonic Movie.
Followed by dusting off my old Wii and playing Sonic and The Black Knight once more, big mistake for my fanfiction brain.
Several ideas popped into my little head:
Why not replace Sonic with a protagonist descended from Morgan Le Fay and Merlin, armed with his own versions of Avalon and Excalibur Proto, accompanied by Mordred/Saber of Red?
Why not throw out the boring King Arthur from the game and put Artoria Pendragon (Lancer)/Goddess Rhongomyniad in her place?
Why not hand over the vacant Knights of the Round Table roles to Medival Fantasy versions of Luz, Anne, Marcy and Sasha, with the powers and equipment of the Servant/Fate-verse Knights of the Round Table?
Why not make Tamamo-no-Mae the mother/adoptive sister of Miles "Tails" Prower? (Probably this will happen in another side story, maybe an altered version of the Sonic movies?)
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PS. This story is mostly a crossover between Fate Stay Night, Sonic and The Black Knight, with the subtle presence of The Owl House and Amphibia.
PSS . This story is part of a series of stories: Chronicles of the Celestial House, consisting of (currently) five volumes.
This story is a side story. Chronologically it is placed after volume three (The Calamity House - Amphibia: Saints, Witches, Demons), but not before volume four (The Mystery House - Gravity Falls: Titans, Calamity and Twins).
Reading the previous volumes is recommended, but not necessary to enjoy the story.
PSSS. This story is also published in Archive of Our Own.
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Story title: The Case of the Black Knight: The King, the Sorceress and Caliburn
Plot: The sorceress Merlina to defeat King Arthur, who has been corrupted by dark powers, decides to invoke a hero from a different world.
Merlina, instead of getting a certain blue hedgehog, invokes Bruce Belmont, a descendant of Morgan Le Fay, who owns Class Cards, including Mordred's card.
Bruce will help Merlina overthrow King Arthur and defeat the Knights of the Round Table, but he will do it according to his own methods.
Merlina got the best opponent for King Arthur but it will be very hard to control or stop them from bringing the ice age on Great Britain.
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Story Arc: Welcome to a Camelot
Episode 1: A Knight's Beginning (I)
Prologue: How Not to Summon a... Dark Hero?
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POV Narrator
This is a fantasy world where brave knights slay dragons and protect innocent citizens, and the wise and benevolent king rules the land with the help of his Royal Wizard and the Knights of the Round Table.
But not all has been going well in Camelot lately; King Arthur has begun to act strange, summoning monstrous knights from the underworld who attack and enslave his own people.
Despite this, the Knights of the Round Table are blinded by their loyalty and continue to do his evil bidding.
Only Merlina, royal sorceress and granddaughter of the legendary Merlin, dares to oppose him, but soon she too will be at his mercy.
However, all hope is not lost for Camelot yet, as in Merlina's darkest hour she will summon a brave knight with the power to defeat Arthur and acquire his scabbard.
And with that scabbard, he might be able to make Camelot truly eternal…
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In a remote corner of an island nation, the sky is dark with dark clouds and the fields of grass are tainted with the skeletons of animals and humans.
The causes of their deaths are probably starvation, disease or sword blows.
The only beings that are happy with this decadent spectacle of death are crows and other beasts that feed on corpses and bones.
In the midst of this landscape there is a dirt road which is currently being traveled by an extraordinarily beautiful girl.
This young woman is 171 centimeters tall, a fair complexion, hip-length bright purple hair tied back in a braid, large blue eyes, and her most prominent quality is her pointed ears.
He wears a blue and purple wizard robe, which also has gold and purple trim on the back.
In his hands he holds a golden scepter decorated with a large precious stone.
This girl's name is Merlina, and she's running for her life.
His pursuers are a large brigade of demonic knights, beings of pure fire and evil who live inside enormous, grotesque-looking armor.
The leader of this small army of nightmarish monsters is a petite woman, 160 centimeters tall, with short brown hair.
Due to her fancy black-purple armor, you can't see many physical details of this woman.
The armor was beautifully crafted, surely it must be the work of a legendary or fairy smith.
A metal visor hides his face from the public.
The armor is the work of delicate and nuanced workmanship of the utmost effort of its smith, managing to give it an air of formidable and fine construction.
It is a perfect suit of armor that cannot be described as refined or crude, instead perfectly blending magnificence and function.
It is sculpted with countless scuffs and scratches, the highlights of his various military exploits engraved to add a touch of value.
It is an ideal battle suit that all knights could not help but envy.
At the knight's side is a magnificent sword held in a purple scabbard.
" Merlina, if you surrender, you will have a quick and painless execution." He declares the woman knights, promising the sorceress an easy death.
The purple-haired sorceress doesn't answer, she doesn't have the luxury of consuming her energies in useless chatter.
Any plea for pity, mercy, or kindness cannot change Lancelot's mind. The perfect knight always fulfills his mission.
'If I can reach the forest and summon a mist, I may outrun the demon troops and possibly Lancelot herself.' Merlina thinks, hoping to be able to lose her pursuer once again.
" This time you won't run away, I know your tricks !" Lancelot declares, in a victorious tone, having predicted Merlina's escape plan.
The female knight raises her hand to the sky, as if giving a signal to some hiding troops.
Suddenly from the broth of the forest, other troops of demonic knights came out, weapons of bows and arrows, cutting off the escape vis of the traitor sorceress.
Enemies ahead of her, ready to fire a hail of arrows.
Enemies on horses behind her, ready to capture or kill her.
There are no more escape routes for the sorceress Merlina.
Now she is surrounded by enemies and to get out of this situation she has to bring out her secret weapon.
Too bad, that even Merlina herself can't guess what or who will be her secret ace.
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Merlina's story is quite simple to understand, she opposed the king's plans.
Of course, instead of pretending to be as devoted a servant as the knights and meticulously planning a betrayal from within.
Merlina told the royal court that she does not support the king's plans, believing that the new path taken will lead the country to ruin.
Merlina's initial plan was that her sincere words could move the hearts of the knights and bring them to her side.
Kind words and a pretty face weren't enough to convince the knights to betray their king.
At the end of Merlina's speech, the royal court shouted back: treason charges, execution orders and death at the stake
Merlina using her magic managed to escape from Camelot, managing to take with her her faithful scepter and a single book of magic, written by Merlina's grandfather.
The next day, the greatest of the king's knights, Lancelot, was given a mission to capture the traitorous sorceress, dead or alive.
Thus began the most harrowing month of Merlina's life, every moment was spent doing three things: running, hiding and studying.
The purple-haired sorceress is aware that she cannot defeat the king, considered by many to be the most powerful monarch in the world, endowed with immortality due to her magical sheath.
Merlina can't even get close to her enemy, for the king has holed up behind Camelot's unshakeable walls and vast army of monsters and soldiers.
Not to mention the thirteen legendary knights who serve the king, each of them is a legendary hero, able to match an army through their skills.
In short, Merlina is a fugitive without allies, hunted day and night by the best horseman in the nation, and her enemy is nearly unbeatable.
Everyone would say that Merlina is destined to lose and end up burned at the stake or killed personally by Lancelot.
But, Merlina has one last hope, the book she took from the royal library, contains the last spell ever created by her grandfather, the grand Merlin.
The spell was designed as the last card to be played, usable only in a dire situation.
For example, the defeat of all heroes or the emergence of a global threat.
Merlina had to spend an entire month just figuring out the basics of the spell.
Ideally, he'd need another few months to study the spell thoroughly and get all the materials to increase the odds of success.
But with Lancelot giving him no more breathing space, Merlina is forced to improvise.
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Merlina drawing on her magical reserves and her last strength, drives her staff into the ground.
Below her, a large blue magical circle appears and the scepter stone begins to glow.
"Ifaras Zaras Yezaras, Ifaras Zaras Yezarik." Merlina casts the first part of her life-saving spell, hoping to change the fate of Camelot.
The magic Merlina is trying to use is a summoning spell.
The basic idea of this spell is pretty simple, summon hero X to solve problem X.
For example, if a dragon king attacked the city, this spell would summon a dragon slayer.
The first part of the magic was done perfectly. Now, it's up to the last part, enter the search criteria for the chosen hero.
"O great knight, swift as the wind, wise as a sphinx, as great as the King of Knights, answer my call!" Merlina declares, finishing her magic, hoping to receive at least one knight comparable to Lancelot.
The golden scepter lit up as if it were a small beacon, shooting a blue beam into the sky, creating a huge portal in the dark clouds.
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Merlina's spell activated semi-perfectly.
Ideally, the magic would create a portal to the Throne of Heroes, summoning the Heroic Spirit most attuned to Merlina's criteria and needs.
But, with only a month of study and without the necessary preparations, Merlina's magic was limited to connecting to a Parallel World.
A world where there is no Wrought Iron Hero or lightning fast Hedgehog.
The spell worked as if it were a government search program, searching the world for its chosen hero.
A knight as fast as the wind, comparable to King Arthur.
There is one person in the entire world who shares these traits, being a descendant of Morgan Le Fay and the current wielder of his own world's Excalibur.
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In a nice corner of Boston, Bruce Bahamut Belmont is setting up his new office.
Bruce is a boy is 167 cm tall, with an androgynous face and large gray eyes.
The soft and delicate features of the face make it very androgynous, even downright feminine in the right light.
At first glance it would appear that she is in her late teens, although with a little makeup and a change of clothes she could look younger or older.
Physically he can be described as thin and thin, almost as to be classified as underweight.
His skin is incredibly pale as if he were a ghost.
Her hair is inky black, kept short and slicked back, letting one strand fall forward.
He wears a white collared shirt, paired with a black leather waistcoat with closed silver buttons, a red tie and black leather gloves.
A red snakeskin belt with a silver buckle.
Pretty tight black pants, paired with black-red running shoes.
Finally, his last piece of clothing is an old black leather coat, with a large number of pockets and zippers.
Long story short, this guy is dressed like he's a detective from a film noir.
The only thing that doesn't make the crime fanatic scream is a black eyepatch covering his left eye.
The eye patch is designed as if it were meant for King Bradley or Kenpachi Zaraki.
After the attack on Los Angeles by the Amphibia robots, Bruce and his extended family moved to Boston.
The hero didn't even have time to settle down properly and the universe decided to send him on a new adventure.
Without warning, a blue portal appeared on the ceiling of the office.
Bruce crosses his arms and lifts his head towards the portal, keeping an irritated frown on his face.
"At this point, nothing surprises me anymore. I just wish I didn't end up with more responsibilities or problematic women in my life." Bruce mumbles, wishing that a horrible creature could come out of the portal and want to kill him.
Obvious and brutal enemies are the easiest to deal with, just cut off their heads and that's it.
Bruce's wish did not come true, the portal emitted a powerful blue baggage, creating a slight gravitational effect.
Bruce begins to get dragged into carrying, not wanting to see what is on the other side of the portal, Bruce clings to his futurist desk.
"I can't leave Boston, I have an important date with the girls today." Bruce said, for once having better things to do than go on an adventure on his own.
The portal ignored Bruce's protests, increasing its gravitational pull, eventually taking away Bruce along with a large portion of his office.
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Returning to the medieval fantasy world.
Merlina, Lancelot and his troops are waiting for… something.
The sorceress is waiting for the summoned knight to come and show himself.
The perfect knight is waiting to find out what deceptive trick Merlina is using this time. During his hunt for the sorceress, Lancelot saw several rather extravagant escape maneuvers using magic.
The soldiers are waiting for orders, not daring to act on their own, because it could ruin Lancelot's plans.
" Merlina, I think this time your magic doesn't work, I almost feel sorry for you, but the traitors will be punished." said Lancelot, in a bittersweet tone, hoping to finish his hunt in a more honorable and grand way.
" Merlina, your punishment will be death by the sword. This will be the last mercy I can offer a former servant of the king.
Soldiers, bring me her head." Lancelot said, ordering a couple of soldiers to move and put an end to the traitorous sorceress' life.
In such a situation, Merlina would have fought or fled, through her magic.
But the newly performed spell, drained her of all magical energy.
Merlina can no longer escape.
'At least, I'll die knowing, that I tried to do the right thing.' Merlina thinks, trying to look at the positive side of her, she has remained faithful to her ideals of her until the end. Not everyone can say this.
When the two demon knights drew their swords, wanting to finish off the sorceress with a combined double attack... a U-shaped metal desk fell from the sky, crushing them in place.
The desk was not the single piece of furniture or metal box that fell from the sky.
'This is a magical attack ... rather unexpected.' Think Lancelot, taken aback by the strange event, having to give a point for originality to Merlina.
The latest object to fall from the sky was a red gaming chair, landing behind the futuristic desk.
' Could I have done something wrong? Instead of summoning a hero from another world, have I invoked furniture from another earth?' Merlina thinks, starting to sweat with fear and shame.
Fear that he might have screwed up his grandfather's last spell.
Shame on summoning strange pieces of interior decoration, instead of a hero, a strange chair will not save Camelot from the madness of the king.
"It was an interesting show. Maybe in the next life you could become the court jester." Comments Lancelot, slightly amused, not shedding tears for those who have been killed by a desk or a clothes hanger.
After this mocking comment, a person finally fell from the sky, namely a teenager dressed as a noir detective.
The person summoned by Merlina landed on the gaming chair, ending up standing in front of the purple-haired sorceress.
"Let's see, where did I end up?" Bruce murmurs, in a calm tone, rotating 360° on the gaming chair, observing his surroundings and the people present.
" The air is completely uncontaminated, the magic present in the atmosphere is far superior to the norm and the changes I perceive in the metaphysical structure of the environment ... I find myself in the past or in a completely different world." Bruce said, having only two explanations for such a world change, time travel or dimension travel.
"Knight from a distant world. Forgive my curt invocation." Merlina said, approaching Bruce, placing her hands against the futuristic desk.
"You don't have to apologize, I've gotten used to much stranger and more dangerous things. In the end, crossing time or space doesn't make a big difference to me." Bruce said, not being able to get angry with an innocent girl who asked for the help of a hero.
"Basically my job is to help people, even if I won't do anything for free, at the end of this story, I would like 50 monetary units for every hour of work." Bruce said, talking about prices and working hours, as if he were in the middle of a job interview.
As if Bruce is unable to see the demon troops and the dark knight standing behind him.
"Stranger, I will give you the first and last warning. If you leave here, you will live; if you stay by the sorceress' side, you will die." Lancelot declares, not wanting to implicate an innocent bystander unless he has to.
Lancelot's current goal is to capture or kill Merlina, no more, no less.
Bruce moves his chair 180°, glaring coldly at Lancelot, who sits astride his black steed, flanked by his many troops.
"I'm having an informative discussion with this lovely young lady." Bruce said, in a cordial tone, making Merlina blush slightly.
"Knight, please don't disturb me while I'm discussing business or I'll have to teach you a lesson in good manners." Bruce said, in a tone as cold as ice, not showing the slightest fear towards Lancelot.
"Ignorance is no excuse to get in the way of a king's knight's duty." Lancelot said, pulling out his sword, Arondight, from its black-purple sheath.
Arondight, it bears a similar design to that of Excalibur, carved with Fairy Letters to show that it was a Divine Construct not forged by mortal hands.
It is a limitless sword capable of receiving any attack without taking damage that shines much like the water of the Lake.
It was given only to someone who could be exalted as the "perfect knight", the strongest, bravest and truest knight of an era, which signifies the unrivaled Lancelot out of all those who sat at the Round Table of Camelot.
"I'm not ignorant, in fact I think I have a pretty clear idea of what's going on." Bruce said, with a mischievous smile, as his eyes gleamed slightly, going from dark gray to light silver.
'Let us see if the knight I invoke proves wise or strong enough to deal with Lancelot.' Merlina thinks, letting her possible ally do as she sees fit.
The actions of a man facing great adversity are worth a thousand words.
"Let's hear your findings, stranger." Lancelot said, intrigued by the man standing in front of her. Few people dare to speak like this, without fear, without hesitation, pure conviction.
" Your aura, your body language, the status of your armor and the fairy sword you are holding.
Everything indicates that you are an elite knight, the type who is born once every few centuries, surely you have to work under a king.
On a minor note, you smell like fairy dust on you, you must have spent part of your life around a fairly powerful fairy." Bruce said, with complete confidence in his words, managing to get Lancelot and a small part of the its origins.
Bruce turns in Merlina's direction, continuing his deduction act on the purple-haired sorceress.
"The pointed ears, supernatural aura and unusual magical signature, indicating inhuman heritage, the sorceress is probably 3/4 human.
Fine purple clothes, a color limited to the elite, are a clear sign of high status, which is confirmed by the quality of the scepter and the power of your magic." Bruce said, moving so that he could see both the sorceress and the woman knight.
There can be many reasons why an elite knight is pursuing a powerful sorceress.
But noting the same type of inscriptions present on the scepter and sword, along with the presence of the same crest, on both of you." Bruce said, pointing out the clues that are obvious to his eyes.
Merlina shifts her gaze towards her precious robe, still inscribed with the king's coat of arms, not having time to take it off.
Lancelot touches his traveling cloak, decorated with an elaborate symbol of the king, a sign of his importance and loyalty to the crown.
"To me it is clear that you were on the same side, a court enchantress and a great knight, together under the service of the same king. But something has changed." Bruce said, continuing to speak, keeping both women's attention on him.
"Based on the large amount of skeletons on the fields and demon troops masquerading as knights." Bruce said, showing no discomfort at the presence of demons or skeletons.
The young man who fell from the sky, during his adventures on the Boiling Isles and Amphibia has seen worse, much worse.
"I guess the country is going through a bad time, the king to prevent rebellions and / or promote his ambitions, has decided to use dark magic and invocations of demons.
Knowing the dangers of such a reckless use of the dark arts, the sorceress must have opposed the king.
We can all imagine what happened, accusations of treason, escape from the castle, the king sends his best knight to solve the problem." Bruce said, in a light tone, coming more or less into the present.
"A few minutes ago, the sorceress was cornered, forcing her to use magic to summon a bad luck soul to help her." Bruce said, pointing a finger at himself, unable to find better words to describe himself.
"I bet my new desk that the sorceress wants to send me on a quest. For example, obtain a sacred sword with great powers." Bruce said, using the plot of several Anime and Manga to guess Merlina's plans.
"Are you an oracle or a prophet by any chance?" Merlina asks, finding no other explanation for how Bruce got all this information out.
"I'm just the greatest detective in the world and I know the Isekai genre." Bruce said, as if it were the most obvious thing in the world. Although for the last part, he has to thank Luz, his best friend; and Marcy, his future sister-in-law.
"Stranger, it was quite interesting listening to you, you seem to be an intelligent man." She declares Lancelot, appearing to have been impressed by Bruce's deductions.
"Where I'm from, I'm rated one of the five smartest people." declares Bruce, having no problem pointing out his intelligence and his position as one of the greatest minds in the world.
"The King may find purpose for someone with your skills. We're always on the lookout for new talent." Lancelot said, wanting to try and recruit a new resource for Camelot.
Merlina suddenly stiffened, fearing that her invoked hero could be bought.
" Thank you, but I have to refuse your job offer." Bruce declares, without hesitation, he no longer wants to offer his services to a king. Especially if that king could be a future Belos or Andrians.
"I'm already in talks with a certain sorceress." Bruce said, much preferring to help a beautiful sorceress who inspires confidence.
Plus, Bruce is fully aware that the easiest way back to Boston is through the purple-haired sorceress.
'Thank goodness I called on someone who doesn't take bribes.' Merlina thinks, feeling enormous relief, not having to fear losing her hero.
Stranger, I might be clever. But you clearly don't get the big picture, my king is the greatest ruler the country could have, he's planning to lead the country to greatness.
The sorceress you want to serve is a traitor, if you help her you will become an enemy of Camelot and all its knights!" Lancelot said, trying to change Bruce's mind, not wanting to kill a resource possibility for the kingdom.
'Camelot!? Have I ended up in a parallel world where King Arthur and his Knights are alive and forging their own legend?' Think Bruce, never having believed that he could end up in such an absurd and ... tempting scenario.
Bruce due to the blood of Morgan Le Fay and Merlin coursing through his veins, is quite connected to the King Arthur Mythos, having even gotten his hands on a fair number of artifacts that belonged to Artoria Pendragon.
Being the descendant of Morgan Le Fay, Bruce got into a great number of troubles, the questionable affairs of his ancestors have had repercussions up to the present day.
The only good things about this legacy are: enormous magical power, a vast estate, a huge influence on the Clock Tower and the opportunity to get your hands on Excalibur and Avalon.
For Bruce, the chance to meet and fight his ancestors in the flesh, without getting involved in a Holy Grail War, is a once-in-a-lifetime pomace to… solve many family problems.
"End becoming an enemy of Camelot and King Arthur! That makes my decision clear as day!" Bruce declares, with renewed vigor, rising to his feet, resembling a lion coming out of its den to hunt.
"I see you have seen the light." Said Lancelot, believing that mentioning the legendary Camelot changed Bruce's mind.
Lancelot doesn't know how wrong he is. Talking about Camelot and King Arthur, they cleared pomace to get an alliance with the young detective.
"My name is Bruce Bahamut Belmont, grandson (descendant) of the great Morgan Le Fay and I am the one who will defeat King Arthur!" Bruce proclaims loudly, using the name of his large antenna as a psychological weapon.
The young sorcerer wants to succeed where his ancestors failed, to defeat the King of Knights.
Surely, the King Arthur of this world is not the same person who killed Mordred, one of Bruce's favorite Servants.
But, for once, Bruce wants to be the antagonist of the story or at least he will try to be the worthy adversary of this world's king of Camelot.
' I invoked the nephew of the old nemesis of the king and grandfather!? 'Thinks Merlina, with her eyes wide open, believing she could have made the situation worse.
This line of thinking only lasted for a second. Merlina's mind found a logical sense in the invocation of a knight with the blood of Morgan Le Fay.
' The Witch Queen was the one foe who stumped King Arthur and the Knights of the Round Table on numerous occasions.
Grandfather told me that many times, Morgan Le Fay had come incredibly close to killing King Arthur and conquering Camelot.
Now that the King has become a herald of darkness, it would be poetic for a heroic descendant of the Witch Queen to defeat him.' Merlina thinks, managing to see the irony of the situation.
The champion of light becomes the lord of darkness while the nephew of the Dark Queen becomes the new hero.
The struggle between the two branches of the Pendragon family continues, but their roles have reversed.
Even Lancelot and his troops were shaken by Bruce's words.
For years Camelot and the entire country have slept peaceful dreams knowing that their greatest enemy is gone, thanks to the sacrifice of Merlin.
But apparently the evil of Morgan Le Fay continues to exist in a new form.
Knight, it would be wonderful if things could be resolved through discussion.
The only problem is that it takes too long. Especially if others aren't willing to listen.
So I guess fight is inevitable sometimes." Bruce said, his tone deadpan, knowing that conflict was imminent.
" Darkness of my great predecessors, come to me !" Bruce declares, raising his hand to the sky, having finished speaking.
In an instant, the dark legacies that Bruce inherited from his maternal and paternal lineage were shown in all their dark glory.
Bruce's good eye turned scarlet, with a black-purple, star-shaped pupil.
Her black hair has turned a shade of lavender, with some strands of white.
His skin has become even paler and cadaverous, acquiring a grayish hue.
Symbols resembling a mix of dark red veins and circuits began to manifest on the skin, adding a dark aura.
Most disturbing of all was Bruce's shadow starting to take on a life of its own.
Bruce's shadow begins to release a black mud, which slowly spreads over his body, forming a fanciful armor worthy of an antagonist or anti-hero.
Heavy, pitch-black armor covers Bruce's entire body, from the neck down.
Bruce's face is left uncovered, save for a thin V-shaped metal visor, which protects his eyes.
"Rakshasa Blade!" Shouts the descendant of the Witch Queen, causing a long silver sword to appear in her hands, with a blood-red edge.
This sword belongs to an old enemy, who has won Bruce's respect, Ardyn Izunia, the Trusted Chancery of Belos.
" That dark fog, I could recognize it among a thousand, undoubtedly, you are related to Morgan Le Fay!" cries Lancelot, in a tone of alarm, having believed that his king ended the witch's line years ago.
" Merlin your betrayal to new heights!
If you oppose the King, he would have condemned you to the stake. Bringing Morgan Le Fay's seed of evil back to these lands will bring you unbearable punishments!" Lancelot shouts, in a tone full of anger, having lost all shred of pity towards Merlina.
Now, in Lancelot's mind and heart, there is only room for two things, his duty to the king and his honor as a knight.
The female knight throws herself from her horse, placing herself in front of Bruce, in a fighting stance, with Arondight ready to draw blood.
" I, I am Lancelot du Lac, Knight of the Lake, Black Knight of the Round Table, I challenge you to a duel!" Declares Lancelot, wanting to defeat the Witch Queen's nephew and nip a threat in the bud.
"I am a person with many names and faces." Bruce said, mysteriously, loving to be dramatic and theatrical, a vice in the family.
"In these guises you may call me, Moriarty Morgan, Emperor of Shadows, The Ultimate Life Form!" He declares Bruce / Moriarty loudly, in a dramatic tone, putting himself in a defensive position.
If Bruce is going to be the antagonist of the King Arthur story, then he should use his reserved alias for when he has to manage the Shadow empire he has inherited.
"I accept your challenge, Lancelot!" Declares Moriarty, officially starting the fight, wanting to see what a Knight of the Round Table is capable of.
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The scene shifts to a large "fairy tale".
On the first page it shows realistic drawings of Bruce in his black armor protecting Merlina.
On the second page is Lancelot, preparing to attack.
The book closes, showing its cover decorated with engravings resembling gears and clocks, at the top is the title of the book: The Case of the Black Knight: The King, the Sorceress and Caliburn.
The person holding the book is a young man in his early twenties, wearing a faded gray jacket with off-white cuffs, silver buttons, black trousers and strappy leather boots, and a red scarf.
He also wears a hood, which is part of the tunic, with which he covers his face as well as his hair, but his mouth and nose are visible, albeit barely.
He smirked before removing his hood, revealing his black hair slicked back and his gray eyes.
The gray-clad Prophet looks up to an invisible audience that only he is able to perceive and interact with.
"Greetings, dear readers, I am Woz, the scribe and chronicler of the greatest Demon King who ever lived." declares Woz, proud of his position and his kingship.
" Today, we read the prologue of one of my Waga Maou's side stories!" Woz said, with a big smile, holding up his new book.
"According to this book, my Waga Maou, ended up in a new world again, a land of sword, magic, knights and witches." Woz said, stroking the pages of his book of prophecy, loving his work far too much.
" Who among you will be able to guess what will happen?
Maybe my Waga Maou will find yet another magical crystal or will he succeed where his ancestor failed?" Woz asks, opening the book, starting to leaf through the pages of the new chapter.
Continues ...
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+ Drop-In (Sonic and The Black Knight): This is probably more literal than you're used to, as you did actually drop in from the sky, a total stranger in this world.
Perhaps you were summoned here by Merlina herself, or some other force. This world is in desperate need of a hero, after all.
You arrive in a field, where Arthur and his knights have cornered Merlina.
Free as the Wind (Sonic and The Black Knight)(100): People can be so uptight; they submit themselves to a higher authority and let their lives be dictated for them.
That's just not how you roll. The only thing you answer to is your own conscience, always following what you know in your heart is right, even if everyone else thinks you're the bad guy.
This mindset gives you a laid-back and positive attitude. You get to live every second of your life to the fullest, and when some mad scientist or wicked king says otherwise you can just laugh in their face and keep on running.
Chosen One (Sonic and The Black Knight)(600): It seems it was not mere chance that brought you here, but destiny. You are the hero who shall pull the sword from the stone.
This is also true for you in any other worlds; if there is a chosen or destined hero of some sort there, it will most certainly be you, and anyone or anything which checks for such criteria will be able to tell immediately.
This also comes with incredible swordsmanship, outclassing the Knights of the Round Table and even King Arthur himself.
Knight of the Wind (Sonic and The Black Knight)(600): When Merlina prayed for a knight as swift as the wind, she may well have had you in mind. Your speed is the stuff of legend; surpassing wind, sound, and rivaling the blue blur himself.
You've also learned the spin dash and homing attack, and have gained the ability to incorporate techniques like these into combat using any weapon.
The spin dash combined with a sword could turn you into a spinning ball of death, while the homing attack would allow you to pierce through your foe like an arrow.
Saving the kingdom would be no trouble at all for the world's fastest knight.