A week had passed since Asta had received the manuals and scrolls of various bending techniques form his Displaced friend Deltorix. In that week he spent the first day in total isolation in an I.D. field mastering the four bending form and the higher-level techniques were what he focused on the second day. In the span of three days in the I.D. Fields that being closer to three years, give or take, Asta had managed to master his bending styles, except for the avatar state. He could only enter and maintain the state for a short time with his eyes glow the whole time as Aang's did in the show until he gained control over it. After his own train was over Asta started to train the first of his new benders.

Meanwhile, the other knights had continued in their personal comings and goings of the town to help in the new kingdom's budding capital city. Princess Amore used her dealings from past experiences to help in the development outside the shining crystal walls. Free Fall, Haze, Spike, and Dash kept up training the locals in the art of combat, even go as far as to have sparring matches with Spike and Rainbow Dash, with it usually ending with Spike and Dash as the winners. Aj helped them in starting plowing fields and showing them how to tend crops. Rarity showed many how to properly sew clothes. Fluttershy returned with Ymir and they'd manage to find the white menace, much to Asta's dismay. He may hate the rabbit and the rabbit wasn't shy about showing its own disdain but they put up with each other for Shy's sake. Twilight was hitting the books hard in order to show the town how to access their latent magic, though many could do little if any at all.

Asta when about his current day turning his first benders. “Alright guys think that’s enough for now,” he cracked his neck.

“Yes sensei!” The four yelled.

They were more than physically strong enough to take Asta physical raining and then some as they’d grown up their entire lives without any magic to help in them in their daily activities. First was the earth bender her name was Steel Hammer, a Pegasus blacksmith. Next, you had The water bender, a caribou by the Name of Silent Echo, and one of the more learned members of the community as well as one of the best doctors. Third, you have Radiant Light a pony-caribou a merchant was the chosen air bender. Finally, you have Silent Whisper the youngest and the male of the students and the fire bender.

The I.D. field broke letting the others free to return home. Asta was walking through he found an odd item in the street that resembled an eye. He picked it up and heard a voice “I am the Lion sin of Pride. Call upon me and I will respond if I feel like it. If you seek power, we can make a deal!”

“Well, never expected a token out here,” Asta said to himself. “Seven Deadly sins if I’m right. Lion sin means Escanor, but this thing feels like it was made by a demon. Let’s see who we have, LION SIN COME FORTH!” Asta yelled out and a swirling vortex opens catching everyone’s attention.

What looks like a child walks through the portal, making everypony raise a brow. Upon further detail, it looks to be a human wearing a crimson bodysuit that has a white insignia in several places. The suit has an open collar and exposes his chest. Along with silver gauntlets and a sword on his hip.

“Asta I presume. You seem to be older than the one from the anime though.” He said as he looked over Asta. “Now what business do you want with me?”

Asta raised an eyebrow. “Wasn’t expecting a Zeldris. Oh well,” He shrugged. “As for business I really have none. I just found your token in the street and was curious as to who you are and yes I am older than the one in the anime, in my mid-twenties actually.” Asta looked at Zeldris, eyeing him up and down. “I sense power and my older brother’s touch. So you met Ed.”

“Ah, you must be Gar’s brother then.” Saying this caught Asta’s attention. “And yes your older brother shot me with some lightni-“ was all Zeldris got to say before getting interrupted.

“Hey what going on over here?” One of the benders asked as he ran up to Asta.

Zeldris grit his teeth. “You dare? Do you dare Interrupt me while I am speaking? Who do you think you are?” As Zeldris spoke he directed bloodlust at the poor bender. “I should kill you where you stand.”

Steel Hammer feel to the ground and couldn’t help but shake in fear.

Asta step in front of her and glared at Zeldris, “You will do no such thing to my student. Pride indeed. This is my town and my kingdom, any action you take against my subjects is a threat made against me and I will answer that threat. Steel was simply asking you what was going on out of curiosity. Anyone one of them would,” He motioned to the others that were looking at them. “This is their first time seeing a Displaced. So cool it.”

Zeldris brought his hands to his side and started laughing. “You should be ashamed. You're a teacher, but you have failed to teach your students proper manners. And you know what they say,” Zeldris adorned a wicked smile. “Curiosity killed that cat.” Bringing his hand up he pointed at Steel hammer. Asta brought out his sword and prepared for the attack. “Hell Flame.”

A tiny red flame came out of his finger and moved at them at an incredibly slow pace. Asta lowered his guard and planted his sword in the ground. He tried to firebend the tiny flame at the ground. But it had no effect.

Asta then waved his sword hitting and dispelled the flame and with ease. This thoroughly surprised the demon. Asta then glared at him, “I encourage them to express themselves. Most of these people are former slaves, many of the females were used for nothing more than sex slaves. You need to learn your place. As I said this is my kingdom and you just tried to kill one of my students. Seems like you need to be put in your place.”

Zeldris didn’t care to listen to what this child had to say. He was still frustrated from his talk with sloth. But he did hear that threat loud and clear. “Do you have a death wish? I could obliterate this whole kingdom within seconds, yet you threaten me.” He glared at the Knight with killing intent and stepped forward.

Asta suddenly grabbed onto Zeldris’s face with his free hand, his grip like a vice on the demon’s face. Zeldris was not only surprised but unnerved by how strong Asta was.

“I will show what is to be strong, fool,” Asta reeled back and threw Zeldris out of the town clear over the crystal walls. Asta threw his sword down, as it hovered over the ground he jumped on it and followed Zeldris, who’d made a small crater with his face. “You’ve earned a thorough spanking and after not taking my last fight with a powerful entity seriously I’m not in the mood to be playful, especially in my new kingdom with the people that trust me with there lives”

Zeldris crawled out of the crater and glared at Asta. Then he immediately got on his hands and knees and started apologizing. “Listen I’m sorry, I was in the wrong! I was in a bad mood and took it out on your people. Can you please forgive me.” Zeldris raised his head to look Asta in the eyes.

Asta taken aback by why is happening lowered his guard. Then all of a sudden Zeldris was gone. Looking around Asta couldn’t see him anywhere until. “Is that what you thought I would say…” Asta heard in his ear before being launched in the air by a powerful kick. Pushing through the pain Asta jumped on his sword and caught himself. “I will say, I am sorry for acting like a child earlier. That little love tap knocked me out of my funk.” Zeldris said as he flew up to Asta’s level. “However, your strength is tremendous. Even more so than Gar’s. You now have my full attention, no more holding back. Let’s fight!”

“Nice to hear my baby brother made an impression on you,” Asta thumb over his shoulder to the town, “I’ll fight you for sure but that town is off-limits as a battleground. Got it!” Asta said in a commanding tone. Zeldris respected him already for his earlier display of strength and willingness to protect but now for his presence as a protector and a king. “Over there,” He pointed off a bit. “We’ll start with our names. I am Asta Ferris, Captain of the Black Bulls and King of the Black Clover Kingdom.”

“I am Zeldris, Lion Sin of Pride, Captain of the Seven Deadly Sins, and the one true Overlord. It is a pleasure to meet you Asta,” Zeldris said as he drew his sword. “Now what sin are you?” He questions as he and Asta clash in the air. Asta getting a kick in pushed Zeldris back, then threw his sword at him. Zeldris caught the sword and fell to the ground. The sword was draining his magic at a rapid pace. So he quickly threw it away from the fight.

“Throwing my blade away does nothing,” Asta remarked, holding up his hand causing the massive sword to swiftly return to him. “And if you know the anime then you know I have more than one,” Asta drew his Demon Dweller sword from his Grimoire. “ Let’s see what you do against two swords. BLACK CROSS SLASH!” Asta yelled as he sent a massive ‘X’ slash of anti-magic at the demon.

Zeldris cloaked his own sword in his darkness hoping it would be enough and sent a few slashes at the attack but they were merely dispelled. Zeldris hadn’t realized that even though he wields darkness it wasn’t the same as Asta’s. He quickly dove out of the wave as the ‘X’ hit the ground. He turned and saw the dissipating energy and he thought it felt, familiar.

“Now I wasn’t really a big fan of Black Clover so all I know is that Asta wields anti-magic. But that darkness, is that demon magic?” He asked as he corrected himself. Asta not responding annoyed Zeldris.

Zeldris then ran up to Asta locking blades. Asta used one of his swords to vertically slash at Zeldris, making him back off. “Napalm.” Zeldris spoke as he thrust his palm at Asta. Nothing happened at first but then an orange magic circle appeared beneath Asta. Asta looked down just in time to be enveloped in a pillar of flames.

When the fire died down it revealed Asta unharmed, except for his burnt clothes revealing a network of scars across his body. Zeldris stared, wondering how he’d gotten them and how much the knight's body had been broken and remade to achieve his level of Physical strength.

“An impatient little bastard aren’t you?” Asta glared at the demon. “Magic Flames won’t work on me, normal fire won’t work on me for that matter. You should know thanks to a certain dark unicorn my body is much more durable than any normal human due to crystal reinforcement. Asta in the show is beyond strong physically, and so was I when I was Displaced. That and coupled with my knowledge and my own martial arts training makes me far more powerful and deadly than him. I’m probably even outclass Edward in terms of raw physical power in his base sealed state.”

“Is that supposed to scare me?” Zeldris asked the knight as he walked towed him, head held high. “That fool can’t even touch me and you think you can beat me. I am the strongest being that has ever existed.” He said as he poked Asta in the chest. “I am holding back considerably, boy. This is my base for allowing access to 8th tier magic and below, also two 10th tier spells. Now what would happen if I transformed into my form for physical combat? This fight would be over in a matter of seconds.” Before Asta could respond to him, Zeldris covered his finger in darkness and shot it through Asta’s chest.

Asta caught off guard from the surprise attack, jumped back to put some distance between them. Luckily he only pierced through the middle of his chest missing all of the vitals.

"Honestly, I hate underhanded tricks and you can't lie to me boy," Asta shot his remark right back in Zeldris's face ticking him off but also wondering what he meant. "I can easily read your Qi and your lying straight to my face," a white light was seen around Asta's wound and it quickly closed to Zeldris's shock. He knew that wasn't magic of any kind.

"And can't touch you, ha," Asta sneered. "You have no idea what's out in the Void. My brother is probably one of the most powerful Displaced there is currently, would have been a Void Dweller if he weren't already tied to one. You claim to have more power but all I see is a little shit that talks big and makes empty threats. Let me show you what power is."

Asta set his Swords down in the ground then glared at Zeldris who'd readied himself. Asta then took a deep breath and vanished.

Zeldris looked around trying to find his opponent but saw nothing then he heard it, a very slight whisper, "Beast Style: Zhǎo jī(Claw Strikes)!" Asta appeared in front of the Sin of Pride and unleashed a fury of strikes against Zeldris who was doing his best to defend. Zeldris noted the Asta was attacking barehanded but the sounds and sparks flying looked as if it were metal on metal.

"You're keeping up but barely, and I can go faster," Asta smirked as his speed increased until Zeldris could no longer defend. Asta laid into the demon spewing blood everywhere and forcing him back.

Zeldris jumped back and pointed his sword and gave a forced chuckle, "Been a while since anything, let alone a human, has drawn my blood and for the fun, I'll give you a treat mage, Maximize Magic: Dragon Lighting!" A massive lighting dragon appears around his sword.

Zeldris starts to swing but before he can Asta stopped it with a single blackened finger and dispelled the attack to Zeldris horror. Asta took his free hand, reeled back slightly and flung it, "Beast Style: Fēi shé bàgōng(Flying Serpent Strike)!" Asta around coiled around Zeldris's left arm and a *POP!* was heard as the entire skin was ripped from Zeldris's arm revealing the muscle fibers underneath.

Zeldris howled out in pain as he stumbled back, but Asta was in his face again showing no remorse, "I'm not done, you asked what sin I am well I'd see Greed, because I could never get enough knowledge of POWER! Beast Style: Xióng zhǎo(Bear Claw)!" Asta made a claw with his hand then buried it in Zeldris's right side. He felt several of his ribs break into pieces upon contact with the knight's blow.

Zeldris was brought to his knees. His face was one of pain and agony as he trembled and spat out dark blood. He looked up to Asta, he was holding his palm clawed closed to his face, only a cold stare on his face while Zeldris winced and glared with pain and anger.

“Cure wounds!” Zeldris shouts as he attempts to fully heal himself. With a grin on his face, he looked Asta in the eyes as he waited for it to happen. His smile slowly fell as the spell didn’t even activate.

But it had no effect as Asta put up his Anti-Mana Zone.

"You are nothing without your precious magic," Asta remarked with a scowl as he beat on Zeldris. "You feel my fists against your flesh, how easily I can rip your skin from your very muscles," Asta kneed Zeldris in the face. "You were given power and yet you spit in the face of those who also have it. You treat others who would want to be like you and those who are weaker than as mere things to be thrown away or destroyed. Will how does it feel to be beaten down to a bloody mess dear overlord," He whaled on the demon. "Power is given to those who are given a task, true power is sought by those who seek to better themselves for the sake of others. Why my big brother gave you power I don't know, but I don't think you're worthy of his gift. The only reason I DON'T cut it out of you, you sorry excuse of a Displaced is that would be just as bad as spitting in his FACE!" Asta kicked Zeldris in the gut sending him rolling on the ground.

Zeldris staggers just to get on his hand and knees while violently coughing up blood. “You don’t know me! You don’t know a single thing about me!” Zeldris yelled as he tried to stand up. “I was given power? No, it was earned. And I was given a task, or it’s more like a favor by Faust herself. You judge me by the little interactions we’ve had, yet you couldn’t possibly understand me!” He yelled as he finally stood up g and glared at Asta. Reaching out a black portal opened up and Zeldris pulled out his staff surprising Asta. “Your brother gave me power because we made a deal. I don’t care anymore…”

"FYI dick head, there's is more than one version of Faust out in the omniverse," Asta pummeled Zeldris to fast for the demon to keep up. "There's one for every Equestria."

The sky darkened around them as black lightning started dancing around the sky. “I’ll fucking kill you. Are you happy that you got to beat me like you did. Because that’s the last thing you’ll ever do.” Zeldris’ body started to become covered in a black aura that soon enveloped the whole area. Asta was thoroughly impressed by his power. Of course it wasn’t nearly as strong as Ed’s but it was still an enormous amount. He didn’t even know how he was doing it as he still had his Anti-Mana Zone up. “No more playing around, Sacred Treasure relea-“ Zeldris said before stopping. Black chains bound his arms and legs and wrapped around his mouth. He struggled against them for a second before calming down. Then the chains dissolved into the air. Asta Anti-magic spike even hight as the magic was released,

The sky cleared up as Zeldris looked around as he realized what he was about to do. Checking his body over he saw that his wounds have been completely healed. Turning his attention to Asta, he found him in an offensive position. “Whoops, got too serious there. I would’ve actually killed you!” Zeldris said as he laughed, fully bluffing as he knew Asta wouldn’t give him the chance. “Now let’s head back to town and get something to eat. I’m thinking strawberries.”

“Sorry if I got too serious. I would've killed you, and I'm pretty sure you could give me a run for my money but you'd still lie dying in a pool of your own blood at the end of the day," Asta said.

“Kill me, pshh. I would’ve killed you in less than a second if I actually got serious.” Zeldris shot back.

"Trust me kid I would've killed you, the more magic you would've put out the more my Anti-mana Zone would've converted it to Anti-magic," Asta summoned his swords to him and returned the smaller sword to his Grimoire and surfed on the other. "I'm specifically adept at fighting magic users, especially ones like you that rely on it too much. Plus I have my third sword, one meant for ending reincarnation magic and immortal magic that can convert magic to anti-magic like the other two. My swords would be the bane of Demons from Seven Deadly Sins. I used my skills as a stuntman and 'secondary role’ actor and stand-in."

Zeldris made wings using his darkness and started to fly to town, Asta right next to him. “So you were an actor, huh. Did you also do hero work? Most heroes nowadays also try to get into the film industry.”

“Heros? My world didn’t have superheroes in it.” Asta stated much to Zeldris surprise. "Superheros are only fantasy in my homeworld."

As the duo entered the town the first thing that came to Zeldris's attention immediately went to the massive crystal walls that protected this place. He placed a hand on the wall and quickly pulled back as he felt a surge of powerful magic from the crystal wall. If he had to guess these crystals would be classed as god-level items.

Zeldris's gaze went back to Asta and smirked, "This guy keeps on surprising me. He's got more than enough physical power to outmatch any demons, even if they are imbued with magic. I know he could even outright destroy any of the Commandments in a one on one fight, even three wouldn't be enough. But, he also wields powerful magics, and very old from what I sensed. This guy is any magic user's worst nightmare," He snickered but then got a serious look in his eye. 'No doubt about it, this guy could have kill me out there when we were fighting. He was still holding back a lot of power, demon power. A demon with that kind of ability, to convert magic into anti-magic and also use it. They could easily become the Demon King.'

"Quit your internal monologue and come on," Asta called out.

Zeldris hadn't realized he'd fallen behind and hastened his pace, as he caught up he noticed the people would stop and bow. He smirked as he thought they'd recognized his power but then recalled Asta was actually the king here.

”They really respect you here," Zeldris crossed his arms.

"Yea well, that's the kind of thing that happens when you free an entire populace were men were treated like little more than objects, and the women were only good for the use of their bodies," Asta scoffed. "That field where we fought was the site of the former capital of the Caribou Kingdom and major sex trade hub too. They made a big mistake."

"Taught them a lesson I see," Zeldris chuckled.

"Laugh if you want but they deserved it after kidnapping three of my squad, two of who are my marefriends, and chaining up my dragon, friend, and student," Asta said, grinding his teeth. "With help from the Shadowbolt corps we took the city and once it was done, I burnt it to the ground with my Amaterasu. Come on, I need new clothes since you burned the ones I was wearing. Rarity is going to kill me when she finds out."

They continued to walk through the Streets of Waillen until they reached Asta’s home. Zeldris was perplexed by how small the house actually was, of course, it was bigger than some of the other homes but still. He’d said he was the king of this land and yet he lived in a small house that couldn’t hold more than four people at most.

“Why is a king living in such a place as this?” Zeldris raised an eyebrow as he entered the house behind its owner. “If you're really are the king here then you should take more pride in it and have an actual castle.”

“Sometime in the future,” Asta replied flatly as he went upstairs into a bedroom. “A castle would take up too much space in the town at this time. It’s why we’re expanding outside the walls.”

“Those walls are strong, even I COULDN’T destroy them with all that magic poured into them,” Zeldris thought as he rubbed his chin. “Well maybe with a lot of time and effort I could.” Zeldris mumbles to himself.

“Yea I made them in haste,” Asta said as he stepped out in a black sleeves shirt and black jeans. “They were originally meant to be temporary but I accidentally poured too much mana into them.”

“Well as Master Oogway once said, ‘There are no accidents.’” Zeldris said as he went through Asta’s fridge. “And you have no food. Come on let’s go eat.” He walked out of the house leaving Asta behind.

As Zeldris walked he turned back to see Asta following him with a smug look on his face. Raising a brow he continued to make his way through town. That’s when it hit him, and he froze in his tracks.

“You don’t know where you're going do you?” Asta crossed his arms and gave Zeldris a sly look. Instead of answering Asta, Zeldris walked up to one of the locals.

“Excuse me. Do you perhaps know where to find a good place to eat?” He was then pointed in the opposite direction he was walking. Thanking the kind pony he turned back to Asta. With a confident smirk, he walked back up to Asta who was struggling to hold back a laugh. “I do now, follow me.”

The two found the market in no time and the vendors were all too happy to give Asta two full meals free of charge, though he still left bits while they weren’t looking. Zeldris rolled his eyes and the duo went on to eat their meals. Once they were finished Asta walked on and showed Zeldris the town, to the latter's annoyment. Then a small gathering of townsfolk caught Zeldris’s attention. While Asta was off talking to one of his other subjects Zeldris took the opportunity to slip away and check out what was going on. To his amazement, he found that the town was performing some form of traditional song and dance.

“Interesting to see them isn’t it?” Came Asta’s voice from behind the demon prince.

“I’ve never seen or heard of anything like this before,” Zeldris tilted his head.

“They do it every day just about and I never get tired of listening to it,” Asta snickered then abruptly stopped. “NO FUCKING WAY!”

“What?” Zedlris looked over as he raised an eyebrow as the song ended.

“One of my girlfriends is up there,” Asta point to a cut pink harried mare who’d come on to the stage upfront.

“Um… hello everypony,” she spoke into the mic. “I… ah… oh dear…” she blushed and hid behind her bangs.

“GO FOR IT FLUTTERSHY!” Asta yelled out.

She looked and saw him in the back waving and cheering her on and smiled softly. “My name is Fluttershy and I know most of you know that but I thought I should reintroduce myself. We have been working hard to build the town and expand and I wanted to express how wonderful it is with the progress we’ve made with everypony’s help. My mother sang to me this song telling me that it was one my father and grandfather would often sing to her about the old times. I thought it was symbolic and like it.”

Fluttershy finished her song and ran off stage and met with Asta and Zeldris.

Asta picked her up and twirled her in the air and gave her a quick kiss, to Zeldris’s disgust. “That was beautiful Shy, this is Lion Sin of Pride Zeldris, the true Overlord. I summoned him earlier today,”

“Nice to meet you,” Fluttershy gave a quick bow before hiding behind Asta.

“You’re definitely a strong one,” Zeldris smirked as he used Mana Essence to gauge Fluttershy’s magic power. He saw a column of sprawling rainbow colors. “Too bad you’re too timid to use it properly.”

“Shy’s magic is Gaea, making her potential limitless,” Asta patted her head. “Animals, earth, the very nature of the world itself is hers to command. She’s mainly our healer though.”

“Yes I dear say she’s on par with the both of us,” Came a stern tone from above as Princess Luna flew down. “Asta, who is this?”

“I sense darkness here,” Came a soft motherly voice. Princess Celestia joined them. “Are you a demon sir?” she asked Zeldris.

“Zeldris the princesses. Luna wilds Demon Light magic and Spatial magic while Celestia wields Light magic, they’re the only two outside my knight’s in this world that have grimoires, to my knowledge,” Asta explained.

“Yes hello, Sloth, Envy,” Zeldris said in a cold tone as he barely recognized their presence. “I know you're not my Sins so I will play nice.”

“I’m sorry if we’ve done something to offend you,” Celestia apologized.

“Yes, we meant no harm,” Luna added. “We’ve tried to look at things differently since Asta’s arrival in Equestria and have come to realize that not all demons are evil.”

“If we can apologize in some other form let us know. Are you like Asta? And if so did your version of us do something we can make up for?” Celestia sincerely asked.

“You are not my Sins. Therefore you have nothing to apologize for.” Zeldris realized that he was being a dick. “And yes I am like Asta, except I’m a pure-blooded demon. While I am here I will hold back all of my hostility towards you. So let’s start over.” Zeldris told them as he stuck his hand out. “Hello Princess Celestia, Princess Luna I am Zeldris.”

“It's a pleasure to meet you,” Celestia gently took his hand then Luna did the same. “Again we are sorry if our counterparts caused you trouble. Demons don’t carry the best influences in our cultures.”

“They mainly are responsible for some of the various races around our land due to their curses, though many have dwindled down to just being a natural occurrence now.”

“Yes, I was summoned to my world to defeat the demon clan. I am Pride, Captain of the Seven Deadly Sins. The sins protect the world from the Ten Commandments.” Zeldris spoke in a proud tone, with his hands on his hips. “Me and Asta’s brother, Gar, recently fought off some demons that attacked Ponyville.”

“What is he Displaced as by the way?” Asta asked.

“He was displaced as a parasyte, from a parasyte. However thanks to me giving him a sacred treasure he became the Fairy King. He also became part demon from eating a lot of demons in Ponyville.” He explained proudly. “Speaking of Sacred treasures I believe that you are worthy of one. Would you like one?” Zeldris questioned as he held out his hand.

“Umm... sure. I could always use a new weapon.” Asta said. “In return, I could give you a bending so you don’t always have to rely on magic. How does that sound?” Asta pauses when he goes to shake Zeldris’s hand because they were enveloped in a green flame. Looking up, his eye twitched as he saw a wicked smile on Zeldris' face.

“So it’s a deal then?” Zeldris said as he extended his hand further.

“Do you think I’m stupid? Of course, I’m not shaking hands, I trust you as far as I can throw you.” Asta paused “Wait that’s not- You know what I mean.” Asta said as his eyes twitched. Zeldris just chuckled to himself quietly.

Dismissing the flames, Zeldris nodded not feeling like pressing the issue further. Asta shook his hand after a minute of Zeldris explaining he’s not going to pull anything.

“So does this hurt?” he scratched the side of his head with his finger. “I know my Publishing magic hurts,” Asta asked only to be ignored.

“Search my mind! Choose a worthy weapon for the one I behold! Memory-make magic: Sacred Treasure!” A bright light enveloped both of them. It slowly subsided after a couple of seconds. In the palm of Zeldris' hand was a pendant. It was made out of wood and had an X going across the middle. In the middle of the X, there was a skull. This was the Combat Pass from Bleach.

"Hah… Wasn't expecting that" Asta raised an eyebrow.

“Neither was I,” Zeldris commented. Handing it to Asta they both began to inspect it. “I’m assuming you know what this is right?” He nods. “Well let me go over it anyway. The pendant gives you the ability to separate your soul from your body. It alerts you when there are hollows around. It is invisible to normal people for safety reasons. It also absorbs, analyzes, and controls your Reiatsu. It also restricts your power so those around you are not affected. And Ichigo used it as his Fullbring focus.” Zeldris explained as he created a small rope and attached it to the pendant.

Asta used his Reiatsu to engulf the badge. The badge shone for a second before returning to normal. Using the badge Asta’s body fell forward and his soul was standing above it. Zeldris knew what was going on but was upset that he couldn’t see it.

“Hey get back in your body! And teach and add Spiritual pressure to that list to teach me as well.” Zeldris shouted.

Asta sighed and went back into his body. New powers and he couldn’t even test it yet. “Yeah, yeah. Hold on, not like I wanted to see my Soul Reaper form.” Waking over to Zeldris he placed a hand in his head. “This will hurt, as I’m putting a new energy network through your body. I know because I had it done to me. Teach Zeldris Spiritual Pressure and Waterbending!”

At first nothing seems to be happening. Then Zeldris felt a massive amount of pain surging throughout his whole body. Clenching his fist his gauntlets were threatening to break. He stood through the pain though. “Ok, now you can use the badge. Let’s see what you look like.” Zeldris said between breaths.

Once again Asta turned into a soul reaper. Zeldris could only think of one thing when he saw him. He looks badass.”

Raising an eyebrow Zeldris spoke up. “How come you have on hollow Ichigo's outfit?”

“Dude I have no clue. Could be because of the demon I’m bonded to.” Asta stared just as confused as Zeldris. Then a sense of dread washed over him.“Hang on, does this mean I’m going to have to fight hollows?” Zeldris merely shrugged his shoulders, annoying Asta.

Pulling out his Zanpakuto they both admired it. All of a sudden it changed from a silver metal to a black metal with a red edge. It had a red handle with a black and white handle wrap, and a beautiful white sheath with a decorative ornament at the bottom.

Zeldris curiously walked up to Asta and touched the blade. That’s when more information appeared in his head. A smile spread to his face as he thought of the look on Asta’s face once he told him what just happened.

“So, are you familiar with the anime Demon Slayer.”

“It came out before I was Displaced,” Asta looked up as he placed a hand on his chin. “Something about swordsman fight demons, but they were more along the lines of biological mutations or some form of illness transmitted by coming in contact with someone’s blood. They gain immense power from this but also the weakness of burning in sunlight. If I remember correctly those breathing styles actually have some origin in my own breathing techniques. Why do you ask?”

“This sword is a Nichirin Sword, or better known as a color change omg sword.” When Zeldris said Asta nodded. “So I guess that means that you’ll also have demons AND hollows around now. It’s fascinating that your Zanpakuto is also a Nichirin sword. Wonder what it’s name will be.”

Asta sighed and got back into his body. “So now I have even more problems to deal with. Great.”

“When you come across a powerful mutated demon let me know.” Saying this confused Asta. “I’m going to eat his soul and consume his body to see if I can get a Blood Demon Art.” Asta nodded.

“Yea that’s not gonna happen this time around man,” Asta shrugged. “According to Ed, when Displaced inherit new magic and weapons that can affect their world it takes a while for them to affect the world. So sorry man but you’re shit out of luck on this one.” Asta looked at his new badge. “What we need to do is gain the ability to manifest our zanpakuto in the physical world completely.”

Asta closed his eyes and concentrated on his badge as he held it out in front of him. Meanwhile, Zeldris crossed his arms and raised an eyebrow, wondering what the anti-mage was doing. Suddenly Asta became enveloped in a blinding whitish-green light. Zeldris held up his hands and looked on as best he could but had to wait till the light died down and was amazed at what he saw. Asta was wearing a black suit-like outfit with what looked like skeletal armor over top of it and a white fur collar. In the hand where his badge had been was a massive long and wide double-edged greatsword with a skull on the guard and spinal cord looking hilt that ran partially into the blade of the sword.

“Okay, I wasn’t expecting that at all,” Zeldris smirked with a slight chuckle. “I wonder what kind of power you’ll have once you’ve awakened your sacred treasure.”

“You mean that thing you were about to do in a last-ditch effort to save your ass but the black chains came out and stopped you?” Asta said as he hefted the sword onto his shoulder.

“Yea, that,” Zeldris looked away annoyed

“Hey, if I can do this why don’t you try?” Asta said as he reverted back to normal and he tossed the badge to Zeldris. “Instead of using it to get out of your body, try and force your zanpakuto out through the badge.”

“I never even thought to try it.” Zeldris held the badge out in front of him and concentrated on it. Just like Asta Zeldris was enveloped in a whitish-green light. When the light died down, Asta finally got a good look at Zeldris. Instead of his normal red bodysuit, he had on a black yukata, wrapped in a purple sash.

In his hand was surprisingly a Jian sword instead of a katana. It has a brass lion faceguard. The scabbard and handle are also made from rosewood with brass mountings.

Looking himself over he sighed. “What an underwhelming transformation compared to yours. Still, this is a nice swor- URACK!” Was all Zeldris got to say. White liquid started to poor for his mouth startling both him and Asta. The liquid made its way down to Zeldris' neck and wrapped around it. Forming a bone choker like thing.

At the same time, a hole appeared in the middle of his chest. After it was done Zeldris looked at Asta with his eyes wide open. “What the hell just happened!?” He shouted and stomped his foot, causing the whole area to rumble.

Asta was just as surprised by what happened so it took him a second to register the question. “I just realized that you're a demon. Demons in bleach are technically hollows. How far are you in bleach?” Asta asked, hoping Zeldris could figure it out.

“I was only on season four,” Zeldris said as he tried to calm himself down.

Asta sighed. “Ok well in bleach when a hollow takes off their mask they will gain soul reaper powers. So because you're a demon you didn’t turn into a soul reaper, but an Arrancar. That means you’ll have the powers of a hollow as well.” He explained to the demon who was now calm.

Zeldris messed with the piece of his hollow mask while Asta explained. Trying to take it off was a futile attempt, it was stuck. “Well, it’s a good thing that it can all be fixed once I return to normal.”

Turning back to normal he threw the badge back over to Asta.

“Hmm…I don’t think it worked.” Asta looked Zeldris over.

True to what Asta said, Zeldris still had the hole and broken mask. He also had his Zanpakutō, he didn’t even realize he was holding it. The only thing that went back to normal were his clothes.

“I honestly have no idea what’s going on,” Asta scratched his head. “You shouldn’t still have that showing in the living body.”

“Wait, could it be because I died before in my previous life?” He questions as he rubbed his chin. "That’s the only explanation I can think of.”

"Possibly?" Asta shrugged. “I don’t know for sure. There is one thing that you need to know though. And that is your hollow power.” Zeldris nodded not really knowing how to respond. “As an Arrancar, you have the five techniques that all Arrancar have. Which are Cero, Sonído, Cero Oscuras, Bala, and Resurrección. Now before I begin explaining these to you do you know any of them?”

“I know of Cero. That was the move the Menos Grande shot at Ichigo,” Zeldris said as he was messing with the hole in his chest.

“That is correct. It is a powerful blast of concentrated spiritual energy. It is usually fired from the mouth but Arrancars and Vizards can fire it from their hands instead,” Asta pointed at the area they were fighting at before.

“Let’s head back over there so you can try it.”

The two made their way over to the grasslands outside the wall. Zeldris being used to using different energy was easily able to build up spiritual energy in the back of his throat. Asta could feel that Zeldris was building it up and just watched on with interest. “Well here goes. Cero.” He opened his mouth and a thin line of red energy cane out of it. After a couple of seconds, he closed his mouth and instantly frowned. “That was beyond pathetic. Did I do something wrong?”

Asta was struggling to hold in a laugh. “No, no you did it perfectly. But you know what they say, practice makes perfect.” Zeldris turned away and went to try again. “Whoa hang on! You got the basics down so let’s focus on something else. How about we work on Sonído?”

“What’s that?” Zeldris asked as he turned back to face him.

“Sonído is the Arrancar's equivalent of Hohō.” That was all Zeldris needed to hear. Taking a step forward a booming sound could be heard. In less than a second Zeldris was in Asta’s face.

Asta jumped back a good ten feet slightly to move out of Zeldris' way. Reading the new Arrancar’s Qi to keep track of his movements. “How did you do that so quickly?” He asked walked back to where Zeldris was.

“I don’t know. I just knew how to do it.” Zeldris said as he started performing Sonído over and over again. Either making a booming noise or a static-like noise.

Asta scratched the back of his head. “Well Ok. Next, let’s work on Bala. Bala is a technique that is similar to a Cero, but more like a bullet. It’s not as strong as a Cero but it’s much faster and easier to make. Wrap your hand with spiritual energy and hit. And I guess for a since there is really nothing out here to aim at fly in the air and aim at the ground.” After saying that Asta backed away from Zeldris.

Flying up a good distance Zeldris did as Asta said and wrapped his hand in spiritual energy. He punched towards the ground releasing it. And just like Asta said, it was a bullet. He continued to fire rapidly at the ground for a minute, leaving a small crater. Flying down he saw a look of disapproval on Asta’s face.

“You really didn’t have to do that. This is still my territory that we are currently trying to rebuild.” Zeldris gave a small ‘sorry’ and Asta continued speaking. “That’s it for now. I don’t want to touch those other ones. I’ll tell you about them so you can practice on your own time.”

After explaining the last two and some more things about the Arrancar, they both flew back in town and made their way back to Asta’s house.

“So tell me about my baby brother,” Asta says sitting down. “I haven’t seen him in about a year or so, counting the time I've been here at least.”

Zeldris pulled some strawberries out of his inventory and started to eat them. “Well he still is emotionless. However he is starting to show emotion, and from what he told me he doesn’t know why it’s happening.”

“Understandable. Parazytes can or could gain some form of understanding or mimicry of emotions the longer they spent time around humans, but could never fully come to gain true emotions,” Asta said as he sat on his knees with his eyes closed and his palms on his lap. “Gar is different in that he has true emotions as he never lost his true mindset. We as Displaced can sometimes lose ourselves to the characters we are costumed as when we’re displaced or at the least, like me and my brothers’ cases, take on aspects of the characters’ personalities while maintaining our true selves. For Gar, it was that his emotions became inhibited or severely repressed, though in times of quick thinking those blockers are forced open allowing how he truly feels to appear on the surface.” Asta’s eyes opened slightly, “I thank you for being his friend, though I warn you not to cross our oldest brother.”

“Yeah, you should just hope he doesn’t cross ME.” Zeldris notices Asta was staring at his strawberries, so he handed him some. “Now it’s time to get serious. When are you going to announce me Captain of the Crimson Lions?” Once he said that Asta burst out laughing. He dropped all of the strawberries on the ground as he slammed his hand on the table.

“You can't seriously think I’m going to make you a Magic Knight Captain after all the crap you pulled since coming here,” Asta said outright. “And before you ask ‘what crap?’.” He did air quotes.“ Let me list the ways. shall we One, the first thing you do when you arrive is threaten and attack one of my citizens and personal students. Second, you come at me for defending the latter. Three, you severely endangered my subjects,” Asta listed off the reason on his right hand. “And four, and the most important, you don’t even have a grimoire which is the whole focus of my Displacement and Magic Knight Squads.”

“Have you ever heard of ‘forgive and forget’. I already apologized for my mistakes. If need be I will apologize to the pony that I threatened.” Asta sat across from him with his arms crossed and had a disinterested look on his face. “And for the grimoire thing, I literally have a ton of magic. There is no purpose for me to have one.”

“Forgive a fake half-assed apology, ha. Grimoires are very special magical artifacts in Black Clover that not only do they record your spells and boost your magical power but they also unlock magic specific to individuals,” Asta explained. "Sure people that aren’t even related can technically have the same magic but it still severely varies from user to user. Grimoires also won’t work for anyone but their chosen wielder. They disintegrate upon the wielder's death unless they or the book chooses, yes the book chooses not you, to pass on to someone new. Sometimes a family passes the Grimoires as heirlooms until the book chooses a new user. Power scaling is not determined by the number of leaves either, though the four leaves are said to bring luck. My squad varies from three to four leaf user but Spike, Luna, and I all have five-leaf Grimoires due to our demons. Not those with demons have dual affinities, their magic, and the demon magic. Luna’s is the Spacial Magic while the demons is Demon Light magic. Spike’s is Emerald-Amethyst Draconic Flame magic, his demon is Berserk Black Draconic Flame magic, though he hasn’t figured that out yet. You already being a demon would not have dual affinity but a single along with a five-leaf grimoire. Do you understand?”

“I understand it now since you gave me such a long lecture, Mr. Teacher. Thank you for telling me how the magic of this world works. So where do I go to get chosen by a grimoire? Or are you just going to give it to me like you did with Waterbending and Spiritual Pressure?” Zeldris asked.

“HAHAHAHAHA!” Asta laughed hard enough to make tears form in his eyes. “That isn’t the magic of this world. Don’t you remember me say that only my squad and the princesses have Grimoires here, to my knowledge. Not even Celestia and Luna knew about grimoires when I arrived here. They recently got them. No, the only way to get them is if I FEEL that you’ve earned one. I am the only one who can publish true grimoires with my personal magic. Grimoire Publishing.”

Zeldris is lucky that he isn’t in his human form or he would have had a blush on his face. But then quickly regained his composure. “That conversation may or may not have slipped my mind. And I see that you’ve already made up your mind about me, which also means that I’m not getting a grimoire. Hence no squad caption position.”

There was a sudden knock on Asta’s door that caught the duo off guard due to their intense conversations.

“Who the hell could it be?” Asta asked himself as he rubbed the back of his neck while walking to the door. He opened the door to reveal a Shadowbolt. “What is it?”

“Sorry to disturb you and your guest this late your majesty but there is a Caribou army approaching from the southwest,” The Shadowbolt explained as he did the clover salute. “We were told to inform you by the princesses immediately. What action will you be taking this time and shall I ready the troops for combat.”

Asta scratched the back of his head then looked to the Shadowbolt with one eye closed. “What a pain.” His attention shifted slightly to Zeldris.

“That sounds like trouble,” Zeldris said as he walked up to them. “You need my assistance?”

“Not really,” Asta deadpanned. “But I do want you to come along and watch. No action on your part whatsoever, got it?”

Zeldris sighed. “I even went out of my way to offer up my help. I got it.”

Asta turned to the Shadowbolt. “Have our forces on standby and inform all Black Bull higher-ups that I am going out, alone. I want them ready to move at a moment's notice.”

“Sir,” the pegasus saluted again and flew off.

Asta pulled a device from his belt. “You’re with me,” He held up the device, “Transport Behemoth,” Suddenly a monster bike was in front of the two. Asta hopped on. “I’m tired of surfing. At least with Behemoth, I can come in like a badass. LET’S GO!” Asta roared as he revved the engine and took off like rocket riding through the sky on the motorcycle.

“I WANT ONE!” Zeldris laughed as he formed wings and took off after Asta.

Asta road his Behemoth through the air and saw the approaching army. I was just as large as the last army that he’d faced, perhaps even bigger. Zeldris came on and whistled.

“That’s a pretty decent force, sure you don’t want my help?” Zeldris smirked. “Between the two of us, they’ll be dead in just a few minutes.”

“I don’t kill unless it’s necessary,” Asta scowled. “No this is the perfect time to send a message. I’m much stronger than the last time I faced an army this size and I have a lot more tricks too.”

“Message, what better message is there than one that says I won’t stand for bullshit by wiping out an army,” Zeldris scoffed.

“One that spreads like a virus,” Asta smirked. “One that brings business opportunity and also keeps the rabble away,”

Zeldris cocked an eyebrow then he realized this wasn’t an army in Asta’s eyes but a very large group of messengers. Messengers that will spread the word that this is his kingdom and he won’t let others near it.

The duo were soon spotted by the arm and came to land right in front of the commander. “You what is this? Have you come to join us in taking back the capital?”

“Shut up,” Asta demanded as he hopped off his Behemoth. “I guess I don’t have to ask why you’re in my territory.”

“Your territory? This is Caribou land and we know the old king was slain leaving his throne right for the taking,” the commander snicker.

“Sir,” one of the men in back spoke up. “That’s him. The Ashen hair, the black dragon coiled around his left arm, and those fluorescent green eyes. I’ll never forget that night he slaughtered the whole palace.”

“So I missed one of you,” Asta raised his hand and black flames came from the dragon scar. “Let me get one thing straight, This is not the Caribou Kingdoms domain anymore but the Black Clover Kingdom, and I am the king here. I am the one who claimed this land the night I set that CESSPOOL of a city on fire.”

Asta jumped back and Zeldris joined him curious as to what Asta was going to do. Sure he was pissed off earlier but he felt pure rage coming from the mage now, some that made him cringe slightly. The demon that Asta had was very different from the ones he knew and could feel there was only darkness, not the kind he like knew or wielded. It just was just there and all-consuming darkness.

“Let me show you just who you think you can take this land from,” Asta said as he held a palm up.

Zeldris couldn’t believe what he was seeing, the power Asta was gathering in his arm wasn’t magic but pure physical strength. Some more strength that it was producing an eerie purple fluorescent aura around his limb

Suddenly the wind picked up and swirled around Asta as his eyes, nose, and mouth glowed white with some kind of spiritual power, not his soul reaper power but the power exactly opposite from what his Zeldris sensed just mere seconds ago. The was the power of light and harmony

The army was shaking so much that they were rattling their armor. They all looked like they would shit their pants.

“For today, a demonstration,” Asta said, it sounded like many voices. “Xагарал
Khagaral (Fissure)!” He yelled and slammed his palm into the earth.

To Zeldris’s amazement, the earth shook and immediately it started to crumble away under Asta and his feet. Zeldris used his wings and the Behemoth sped away on its own to more of Zeldris’s amusement. Asta was floating as the air around him was a spinning ball.

“Let this be a warning to you and tell anyone that if they mess with the Black Clover Kingdom, they’ll insight the wrath of the Black King and his magic Knights!” Asta said in his multi voices and the Caribou were sent screaming away. Asta then went to his side of the gorge and plopped in the ground. “Man that was a workout,” He said as his light died out.

“You are far too kind. If it were me I would have killed them all.” Zeldris walked up behind Asta and patted him on the back. “I understand why you didn’t, and that was very impressive!”

“I need the word to be spread that this is a new kingdom. Though it will mainly be rumors of a demon king or kingdom of demons, something along those lines at first, but it’ll get the message across that we don’t take bullshit from anyone,” Asta cracked his neck. “Man Avatar State is rough. That takes care of that for now,” Behemoth pulled up next to Asta and he hopped on it. “Let’s head back to the town and let them know it's safe. Not looking forward to telling the princesses about the fissure. Also, do you like having your face buried in mountains of fleshy orbs?”

“I am a supreme being, one who stands above all races. I have no such desires.” Zeldris deadpanned. Shrugging both Asta and Zeldris pick up speed.

“Oh and I KNOW you’re saying it to say it, but don’t forget that you’re still Zeldris and Meliodas’s little brother,” Asta snickered as they arrived, Asta returned his Behemoth to his digivice. “So don’t be surprised if you come across a certain vampiress in your world. Now, I’m ducking…”

Zeldris raised an eyebrow and Asta did as he said he would do and ducked down while Zeldris found himself in paradise until he couldn’t breathe that is. A few moments went by and Zeldris regains consciousness to find himself on Asta’s couch and a certain farm girl looking after him.

“Hey there, how ya feelin?” Aj asked.

“What heathen attacked me?” Zeldris said, his voice cold.

“I’m sorry,” Came the voice of a very beautiful and curvy woman sitting in a chair not far from the others. “I thought I had Asta in my grip and not you.”

Zeldris got up and walked over to her. He raised his hand causing her to flinch, only to feel a hand patting her head. “It is alright. As long as that attack was meant for Asta I couldn’t care less.” He then walked back over to the couch he was laying on and sat down. “I am doing fine.” He told Aj.

“Let me introduce ya,” Aj placed her on her chest. “I’m Applejack, but you probably figured that out already seein as you’re a Displaced and all. This is Princess Amore, former empress of the Crystal Empire and one of the current governors of Waillen.”

Amore bowed. “I’m so sorry for almost suffocating you with my chest, I was coming to check on Asta and see what all the fuss was about and was so worried... I kind of lost self-control.”

“Again…” Aj rolled her eyes.

Zeldris got up and stretched. “Well now that, that is out of the way. Where’s Asta at? He and I still need to finish our talk.” The way he said the last part worried Aj and Amore. Looking at each other nervously, they were about to respond but Zeldris was already gone.

Flying above the town which he now knows is called Waillen, he looked around for Asta. After flying around some more he finally found Asta meditating on one of the crystals. “You could have warned me,” Zeldris stated.

“Technically I did,” Asta said plainly as he continued to meditate. Soon a large black owl flew up and perched on Asta’s head looking right at Zeldris.

Hoo…

Zeldris tilted his head in confusion. “Hoo.” He said to the owl who merely tilted its head and then focused back on Asta. “Is that Nero?”

“That’s what I named her, after the one in the show,” Asta smirked. “She was the first friend I made here. And she's not an anti-bird or sealed mage but what’s called a howler.” He stood up. “They have extremely powerful hoots that can be used as sonic blasts, though she’d only done it a few times. She brought a bunch of her friends from Everfree and the nest in the trees though now that there's a gorge they’ll probably move there.”

Zeldris looked eyes with Nero and gave a small nod, which she returned. “I already like this bird more than you. So what do we do now? I have people waiting for me at my tower.”

“That depends on you,” Asta jumped on nearby clouds down to the ground. “I have one more thing I can do for you, but ONLY if you do something for me in return,” Asta looked to the demon. “I will give a Grimoire and grant you the title you so badly want. I know how you Memory Make works and you’ll gain an ability to make your own version of Grimoires but they won’t be true Grimoires. Do you want to take me up on my offer?”

“I never planned to actually make a squad, because I have the sins. But I just might do it.” Sticking his hand out it became enveloped in green fire. “We have a deal.”

“I still won’t shake your hand but I’m glad you accept,” Asta said as his grimoire floated up and he pulled out a very fine quill, notebook, ink, saucer and needle. “I will publish this for you but you must also bring one that I set up for my brother. Your Qi and his are mixed, what that means exactly I can’t tell but maybe you both have roles to play in each other's worlds.” Asta sighed as he pulled another notebook out and did some quick work on it before handing it to Zeldris who put it in his storage. “Mix a drop of your blood into the ink and write your name in the front cover, I’ll take care of it from there. You’ll have to have Gar do this too.”

Doing as Asta said Zeldris looked him in the eye. “Is this like your ‘Teach’ skill? Is this going to hurt?” Asta let out a chuckle and ignored Zeldris’ question.

Racing his hands up Asta let out a deep breath. His grimoire floating next to him. “Grimoire Publishing Magic.” He spoke in a low tone. Black lightning shot out from his grimoire to the book Zeldris was holding. Zeldris felt a sharp pain throughout his body that only lasted for a couple of seconds. Looking down he saw that the book had completely changed.

The plain-looking notebook that Asta originally gave him changed to a big book. The book now had what looked like golden vines running across it. And was now black and grey in color. It had a silver outline on the front and back of it as well. And of course, in the middle of it was a black five-leaf clover.

“Let’s see here,” Asta leaned in and looked over the Grimoire and pulled out a notepad and wrote something in it before putting it away. “Gold magic. Never heard of that one before.”

Asta looked over to Zeldris and saw that he had a big smile on his face. “I thank you very much for this grimoire. I can see that it has a lot of potential.”

“Yea, just don’t forget to give my brother his, or yours will cease to work,” Asta crossed his arms and Zeldris didn't' expect that comment.

“You’re bluffing,” Zeldris rolled his eyes.

“Not at all,” Asta smirked. “I put it in as a sub-clause in my spell. If you don’t give Gar the one I provided for him then your powers won’t work at all. I know how deals work, and you can still use yours but until you give Gar his there will always be that threat of it not working.”

Zeldris smirked. “Well, I always keep my word. It matters not.” He then put his grimoire in his inventory.

“I can only hope,” Asta said as he rolled his eyes. “Now get out of my kingdom!” He said in a playful manner. “Oh and tell my baby brother I said hi. Our contract is complete.”

A portal that Zeldris was getting used to seeing appeared right behind him. “I’ll make sure to get the message to Gar. One more thing,” Asta’s gaze met Zeldris pitch-black eyes. “The next time we fight, I will triumph over you. Goodbye for now Anti-Magic King…” Zeldris said as he walked through the portal.

“Fucking asshole,” Asta scoffed as he put his hands on his hips.

Once Asta was back at his house he sat on the couch to finally get some peace. It didn’t last long as a note appeared in front of him. “What now?” He mumbled to himself as he began to read it.

’I remember you complaining about how you couldn’t fly. And I don’t know what it is, maybe because you're Gar’s brother but I want to be nice to you. So after you read this you’ll get a gift that allows you to fly. All you need to do is concentrate on it and it’ll work. I swiped my token from you so you’ll get that back as well. It’s an earring by the way. Make sure to use it as it can read power levels. That’s all for now. Go eat some strawberries or do some Kingly duties.’

Your worst nightmare, Zeldris.

Once Asta read it the note became enveloped in green fire and burned away. Appearing where the note once was were Zeldris’ token and a necklace. The necklace was in the shape of a bird’s wing and was pure white.

He began to laugh. “That bastard, I guess you aren’t so bad after all.”

Author's Notes:

I had a lot of fun writing this. Make sure to go check out Asta’s story! As always Alvasa was fun to work with. Can’t wait to work with him again! Go show him some love!