A familiar place, but a different air.

Hachiman stared at the classroom door for a while, sensing the unusual vibe that emanated from behind it. His ahoge twitched wildly like a radar going off, telling him that there was someone - or something rather, inside the Service Club room that had emitted the ominous aura.

...perhaps it was that dunce Zaimokuza Yoshiteru again, with his crime of a fanfiction in his hands waiting for his opinion. The mere thought sickened him that he felt like throwing up altogether.

Steeling himself he reached for the door and slid it to the side, expecting the loud and pompous guy to greet his entry. Numerous sheets of paper began to the dance in the wind as a sudden draft blew from the single open window, obstructing his vision until the gust finally died down.

As the scattered paper fell to the floor he was surprised to find only one person inside: the Ice Queen, sitting quietly on her throne with her book in hand.

But wait a minute...

"U-umm, Yukinoshita?" Hachiman spoke, a bit taken back by what he saw. "Why do you have a coat? And why are you wearing it like that, draped on your shoulders..."

The girl did not make eye contact and simply shut the book in one hand before giving off a light "hmph." Standing up she then struck a look straight at the loner, the wind suddenly picking up from behind her and animating her coat and hair to spread like the proud mane and wings of a mythical creature.

"I've been waiting for you, Hikigaya Hachiman. How long has it been?" She flipped her hair before she crossed her arms, the usual cold, condescending glare was present yet it harbored another alien feel to it. "But I guess it doesn't matter, does it? For we are timeless, eternal beings."

The loner surmised he must have either misheard her or he was still dreaming as he dozed in his last class, but pinching his arm concluded that he in fact, was wide awake.

So what the hell happened to Yukinoshita Yukino, and just what has she been saying?

"Uhh, Yukinoshita..." He began, not knowing how to breach the subject without getting on her bad side if that was even possible. "Are you... feeling okay?"

"I'm better than okay, Hikigaya-kun. You could even say I'm at my prime, at my power's peak." She did a strange pose like one of those Stand-users in that shounen manga, bending her body in a strange and painful-looking way while one of her hands partly covered her face and one eye.

It took one to know one, and he knew just what was exactly going on with the girl before him, whether he wanted to believe his eyes or not.

'She's gone chuuni!?'

It was weird, too weird even for Yukino. She couldn't just one day decide that she had 8th grader syndrome out of the blue, there were certain prerequisites in being a person of this condition...

'...unless this is all an act to prank me.' He thought, looking around to check if there were any cameras. He couldn't find any, but that was probably because they were hidden.

"Well, won't you demonstrate your power on this side?" The club president asked, still stuck in her weird position. Hachiman had no idea on what he had to do just to get her to reveal her prank, with how she was acting it seemed she wouldn't budge to tell the truth anytime soon.

So it seemed he had no choice but to play along... as embarrassing as it may be. Even if he were to be caught in footage, at the very least he wasn't alone on this.

"Heh. Yukinoshita, just who do you think you're talking to?" Hachiman coolly said with an air of confidence, though deep inside he was already dying as he cringed at himself. "I, who have slain all who opposed me, am being challenged? There are limits to how full one can be of themselves..."

"Why don't we see who really is the fool between us?"

The two students stood before each other within the confines of the Service Club room, but within a blink of an eye there were now at the zenith of the Abandoned Tower of Babylon. The circular platform had no walls and was made of stone which had aged in time yet was still sturdy enough to stand despite being unfinished until now. The night sky was illuminated with nothing but the full moon red as blood, giving off an ominous glow.

Hachiman no longer donned his uniform, instead he had a black undershirt and pants, pairs of matching finger gloves and boots, a red cape that had a tattered hem and belts.

One around his waist, two around his right thigh, another going across his chest... There were belts on him everywhere.

In front of him stabbed to the ground was his weapon of choice - his large yet one-handed sword "Mysteltainn", which was said to slay even the mightiest of the gods. He grabbed its handle and hoisted it out, holding it in one hand with ease despite its impressive size and length. Just from wielding it he could feel the murderous intent from the blade seeping onto him, and while common folk foolish enough to use it would succumb to an endless, life-threatening berserk Hachiman was resistant to such influences, hence it was rendered ineffective and safe for him.

On the other side of the stage was Yukino, now dressed in full body armor that shone under the ample moonlight. Its flawless design betrayed the number of battles it had participated in, being near-indestructible to physical attacks it had remained in pristine condition. Her helmet had no visor to allow wider vision, and her long black hair was left to freely fall behind her back like the cape of a valiant knight of her status.

She had a mirror shield on her left hand and a crystal mace on her right, both perfect gear for the skill set of the fighter-mage that she was. It had good balance for both offense and defense, plus its enchantments gave her an advantage against fellow spellcasters who were resistant to magic attacks, resorting to using physical abilities to take them down.

The two continued to stare at each other, gauging the other's power level and waiting for the right moment to strike.

In the blink of an eye Hachiman vanished in thin air, but Yukino's clairvoyance made quick work of his attack and with a graceful turn-around she raised her shield and blocked his blow.

"Striking me from behind at extreme speed naked to the human eye? How dirty." She mocked as he put some distance between them. "Quite the fighting style I expected of you, no less."

"It's not dirty if it isn't underhanded tactics." He reasoned before disappearing again. Yukino now put her shield down and met his sword with her mace, the deafening sound of clashing steel filling the arena. He released a few more slashes but the girl swung her weapon each time to successfully parry them.

Even if she could calculate his moves, she could not continue turtle play and bear the block damage she was receiving. Once an opening was available Yukino leapt back and pointed her mace at him, a magic circle forming on its tip.

"Northern winds of chaos and woe, unleash ruin to my foe: 'Fimbulvetr'!"

As she chanted - or rather yelled the words in a loud, high-pitched voice, a chilling gale enveloped the area around Hachiman. The winds intensified as it swirled into a violent tornado before blasting into a large chunk of ice which broke to shards a few moments after.

It was a direct hit, catching the unaware loner in the open as he recovered from his attack, leaving no room for a chance to evade.

And yet even if it was a high-level spell, magic of that scale could only leave a scratch at most on Hachiman. As the smoke from the impact cleared off there he stood, dusting some ice crystals away from his shoulder.

"Yare yare daze," he shook his head. "That was a good shot I'll give you that, but I did expect more from you."

Yukino clicked her tongue in annoyance. If there was anything she hated more than Hachiman, it was failure.

"You prove to be a worthy opponent Hikigaya-kun. Like a cockroach, you truly are a tough one to exterminate." She stood on-guard as she readied her weapon once more. "But it'd be sad if this battle were to end so quickly, after all the waiting I've done."

"Aren't you the cocky one..." Hachiman giggled, cracking his knuckles as he slowly walked towards her. "And as much as I'd love to keep this up, I'm afraid you're not going to last long enough."

"Oh, I'm shaking." Yukino mocked, seething with sarcasm.

"You better be." He remarked, raising his sword and pointing its tip towards the sky. As he did the clouds thickened and gathered from above, blocking away the crimson moonlight behind its veil and dimming their arena.

"Intending to hide?"

"That's for me to know and for you to find out." He smirked. "Though I should advise you to keep your eyes wide open." After that he vanished from sight, causing Yukino to look around her for signs of him. The darkness greatly limited her field of vision, so she never stood still and kept turning side to side while keeping track of things.

"Behind you-"

Yukino heard a voice behind her, allowing her to turn in the nick of time to block Hachiman's sword swing. The sheer weight alone of the weapon proved enough of a burden for her, add in Hachiman's strength and she was pushed away as she maintained her guard. At the time she had recovered from the blow her opponent was once again nowhere to be seen.

Then a voice yelled out...

"PERRRRRRRSOOOONA!"

A tornado suddenly formed in front of her and once it had subsided Hachiman stood there with a different look. He was now wearing a black ankle-length tailcoat, a high-necked waistcoat with gold accents, black jogger-style pants, brown-black winklepickers, and a pair of red gloves. His mask was a black and white, bird-like domino mask. When Yukino was about to make her move she heard an ominous deep voice say.

"The world is not as it should be. It's filled with distortion, and 'ruin' can no longer be avoided. Those who oppose fate and desire change... From time to time, they were referred to as Tricksters. You are the Trickster. Now is the time to rise against the abyss of distortion."

Then a being slowly materialized behind him, it also wore a tuxedo but its color was crimson red and looked older, like those worn in the Victorian era. It also had a very long black top hat atop its head while its face was like a mask cut in half with horns extending from the top corners. The left side was all white and the other was black, and it had a very sinister smile on it. It had long black claws on its hands, and wings that were blacker than the darkest night.

"I am Arsene, another you that exists within... We meet once again.

You have progressed well through your recollection. Last spring, you awakened to this furious power.

Now, use that power... and defeat the enemies before you!

Your fate will soon be determined

Recall everything...

Remember the bonds you have forged with your friends... wait, you don't have friends right? Then just defeat the fool who has challenged you!"

Hachiman then screamed in pain as he tried to pull of the mask off his face. He struggled, but once he had taken it off his face was covered in blood. Arsene then spoke once more.

"I am thou, thou art I...

Thou hast turned a vow into a blood oath.

Thy bond shall become the wings of rebellion and break the yoke of thy heart.

Thou hast awakened to the ultimate secret of the Fool, granting thee infinite power."

After Arsene's words he was engulfed in furious violet flames and a black chain was tied all over him. Another chain went to Hachiman's hand, he then pulled it to unshackle him, the chains then broke free from Arsene. His face changed and was now all black with a demonic smile still there while he growled and roared. The violet flames fully engulfed him and and exploded afterwards.

After the display Yukino laughed and belittled Hachiman saying.

"So you have failed to harness that power-."

Before she could say anything else thunder roared from above her, she could sense a powerful being coming down from the heavens.

"W-what?!"

As it descended, huge black feathers fell from above. It looked like a demon fully covered in armor, you could see its crimson red eyes staring at Yukino as it spread its six gigantic wings for all to see. Upon seeing this she yelled.

"...A pact between a false god and a human... Even I could not have predicted this. You are a no mere loner, no... You are the loner above all loners!"

A gun then appeared in front of Hachiman, he stretched out his hand and held it firmly before pointing it at Yukino.

"Let's finish her, Satanael!"

"I shall help you defeat your enemy, 'loner'." Satanel did the same and pointed its gigantic gun towards Yukino.

"Begone, Sinful Shell!"

He pulled the trigger, causing Satanael's gun to fire a bullet of energy towards the Ice Queen. She casted all of her most powerful defensive buffs to try and block it, but it was to no use.

The projectile was a direct hit and it bombarded the area with destructive force, a blinding flash of light that consumed every nook and cranny of the arena as Yukino felt her consciousness fading upon impact.

She fell down to one knee with her head hung low, completely worn out and her mana pool depleted. Before her stood Hachiman, arms crossed with a triumphant smile. Their surroundings cracked and shattered like glass, returning them back to the Service Club room as reality reverted to its initial state.

"Where is the high and mighty Yukinoshita from earlier?" He mocked, his insults proving to be more painful than her wounds.

"I... admit defeat." She gritted her teeth, never wanting to speak those three words.

"To think you still have some shred of humility in you, I underestimated you. But it's sad that it doesn't change the fact that you still lost."

"Fine, I don't care..."

"Hmm? What's that?"

"I said I don't care." Yukino shot her head up and looked him straight in the eyes. "You win, do whatever you want to me."

"...eh?" Hachiman took a step back. "What?"

"Did you not hear me? I said have your way with me!" Yukino shouted, causing him to be even more surprised. "This body is but a vessel, so do whatever you want to it... Sully me to your heart's content, but know that my soul will never bend, I shall never fully submit to you!"

"Wait a minute, that's not-"

"What are you waiting for!?" Yukino stood up, her legs shaking under her weight as if she were truly exhausted. "Satisfy your perverted desires on this body and put an end this once and for all!" She began to undo her blazer and had taken it off, working on the buttons of her undershirt.

"I don't wa-!"

At that moment her limbs finally gave away, but before she could hit to the ground Hachiman managed to catch her, causing both to tumble down with him breaking her fall.

"EH?!"

Both their heads turned towards the source of a third voice. There by the open door stood a girl with pink hair, her face flushed as she stared intensely at Hachiman as he was being straddled by Yukino.

"W-wait Yuigahama it's not what you think!"

"N-no! It's not like I'm jealous or something!" She defended, shaking her head. "I-it's just that I think you shouldn't be doing that kind of stuff at school, like it's not good if someone else saw you and... and..."

The girl's lips started quivering so much she couldn't speak any more, her eyes becoming glossy as tears threatened to pour out.

"Please, let me explain!"

"...b-baka!" She yelled as her parting word before she turned tail and fled the scene, leaving the loner unable to fix the misunderstanding.

"Dammit..." He slumped back down on the floor. "She's gonna be a pain to deal with later."

But before he could fully recover, another person had paid the club room a visit.

"Hachiman," he greeted as he entered, only to be stopped by the sight before him. "Hmm? What's this, you're engaging in sexual harassment towards your club president?"

"No." He replied flatly, not really bothering to give a damn about his opinion.

"S-Sishou!"

The girl above the loner perked up at the visitor, getting off of him and running up to greet the newcomer with a bow.

"Yes, yes. Though would it kill you to fix your clothes, not that there's anything to be seen behind them anyway..."

"Ah-! S-sorry for the unsightly show..." Yukino frantically buttoned her shirt up, smoothing out the creases as much as she could.

"That aside, I've come for the 'you-know-what'."

"Of course, gladly!" The girl rushed off to her bag, rummaging through its contents before pulling out what appeared to be a thick stack of paper held together by a large bull clip. "Here you go Sishou, as discussed."

"Thank you for your hard work." He took the item from her and began to scan its contents.

"Umm... what the hell is that?" Hachiman poked in, finally getting off the ground and fixing himself.

"Trash. That's what this is." Zai responded as he flipped the pages, each one causing his face to morph into a more displeased expression. "Just look at this. The main character is obviously modelled from herself, but with all her imperfections omitted. Such shameless self-inserting. And what's with the cliché of a romantic development? It's full of so many tropes that I can predict what will happen before I even read the next part. Lastly, this incessant, unnecessary emphasis on the heroine's, and I quote, 'big, bouncy bosom', throughout the story is annoying on a level I cannot even begin to explain!"

Each criticism from him felt like a sword being driven at Yukino as she shrieked in pain, contorting her body on every attack. The last remark that targeted her insecurity with her ample chest was the final nail on her coffin wherein she fell on the ground, resulting in death throes along with a foaming mouth. Hachiman looked back and forth between her and Zai before he blinked his eyes from the massive headache that had been forming.

Hachiman might have had one too many cans of Maxx Coffee...

A/N

Thatguywhowrote: I'm still alive, apparently so. Anyway, I am quite busy with work and have not logged in here for a while, sidetracked and all.

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