The two king stood before each other, but something was off the king of knights was off.

Her eyes portrayed nothing more than a deep hatred, her eyes reflected a deep darkness which seems to consume the very light around her. The hand which held her weapon tightened as if she was clenching her fist at someone she hated.

"You" her voice was cold and unfeeling. "You do not belong here, leave at once wretched traitor!"

'Traitor? What is she talking about?'... "Listen well king of Knights it would be best to lay down your arms, less you wish your life to be ended swiftly and without Mercy."

"Traitors..... do not deserve my MERCY!" Without warning a dark aura swelled around her.

Seemingly without a regard for the warning the taken King instilled she lunge towards him appearing in front of his face with speed beyond that of any normal human or devil. But she did not take into account who she was fighting, as her signature blade came towards him the king watched all of this in slow motion.

He could see every detail about her, the tenseness of her muscles, her breathing which was erratic and heavy. He could even see all the way down to the microscopic particles of dirt which laid upon her sword.

For the king of knights when her strike seemed imminent, that's when the unthinkable happened, right as her blade was about to strike home the hand of the young devil shot up and grabbed a hold of it. Completely stopping her blade advances on his chest, she tried to push forward but her blade would not budge an inch. Nor would the devil who held her blade and any hope of winning this fight.

"As I just said, if you do not lay your arms down your life will be forfeited here and now."

His right leg shut up and made its home within her gut, blood erupted from her mouth as she was shot back flipping through the air as she crashed through her throne and out the wall.

Now finding herself outside in the deep forest which surrounded camelot, she was being bounced along the trees, eventually founding her own way to stop as she grabbed a hold of a branch, which allowed herself to slow her acceleration down just slightly enough for her to land cleanly on the ground.

Only to sense something or more accurately someone behind her, which turned out to be the same dark king who send her flying with just a mere kick. Artoria the once proud king of Knights watched as the king of the hive returned her blade by tossing to her like a common Stone.

She looked down at her blade before looking back up at the one who effortlessly beat her the first round. His mouthpiece opened up as his words were born into the world allowing her to hear.

"Now I do not like repeating myself so listen here. You have two options in front of you, number one pick up that sword once again and do battle with me. But I promise you cannot guarantee your stay within the material world. Or option two become my servant."

Upon his voice gifting to her, her two choices which fate with its twisted sense of humor have to her via this dark god. The king of knights looked upon him then down upon at her sword. With her teeth grinding against each other, portraying nothing more than hate failed anger she picked up her sword without hesitation, as she entered a battle stance.

"I will never allowed myself with traitors ever again!!

Charging with no fear her blade I promise to victory clashed with the back hand of the dark King, this was quickly followed up by repeated slashes by King of knights who assault was effortlessly deflected again and again.

Jumping back she would shift her blade as she lunged forward once again to deliver a mighty blow, but unfortunately Oryx simply bent his right arm in a vertically motion as the blade connected is simply stopped.

Being within a deadlock once again she attempted to back away which she successfully did, taking on a new approach she flipped her blade around holding it in a reverse grip, as she swung the blade ripping the ground asunder as debris was thrown into the air.

Unfortunately Oryx simply avoided it by performing a flip which allowed him to completely avoid every bit of rebel which came towards him.

Landing on the ground Artoria appeared behind him as her blade came flying down, slamming into his shoulder which caused the ground below to crack violently as a crater formed beneath his feet as the land itself shifted, with dirt flying everywhere.

The dust erupted like the smoke from a volcano was large and dense it completely obstructed everything's view well almost everything's view. Oryx could see everything clearly, it was like the dust didn't even exist at all, and as such he decided to give the king of knights a humbling she will never forget.

While trying to find her Target all that she noticed was a hand blitzing her from the darkness, the feeling of skin and fingernails which impacted her cheek was the last thing she felt while connected to mother Earth before her body ascended towards heaven itself.

Oryx had delivered a backhand straight from Hell itself, he would watch as her body fell to the ground crash landing upon the cold surface of the Earth.

"Now if we are done with this." At last he did not get to finish his sentence as the berserk king stood from the ground, and gripped Excalibur with pure rage.

"Wretched traitor! You took everything from me everything I sacrificed to build, everything I abandoned to build you took it all away! WHY? WHY? WHY!!!??"

Oryx did not respond to the Kings cries for a desperate answer instead he focused on her magical signature which was fluctuating like the waves of a raging sea, in short her mana was completely out of control hijacked by a dark essence which was stemmed by an overwhelming sense of betrayal and anger.

The fact that's all he could feel from it nothing more than a deep hatred and anger for something which happened long ago.

'it's all too clear now, whoever sealed her away clearly made a major mistake of making her mind still semi conscience, the anger she must have felt from the so-called traitor or traitors has festered in her mind like a weed, spreading its roots all throughout her mind forcing her to relive the anger and trauma of the event.'

He dodged another barrage of strikes from her blade, 'I've seen this many times, mainly form Savathun's victims. There minds would be unstable and eventually if not properly subdued and cleared of their hate and anger this will forever go on until they die.'

The knight projected herself through the air once again like a speeding bullet cutting through the air she spun as she attempted to hit the King on his side, and like all her other attempts the minute the blade connected it's advances were stopped.

The taken King could feel her anger rising and it was proven as such when her eyes sharpened dangerously her blade exploded into a massive torrent of dark energy as she charged forward and unleashed her wrath!

The massive beam of purple black and red energy cut through the air like a knife through warm butter, the entire forest was decimated in an instant at the destructive power of the sword of promised victory.

Unfortunately the king of darkness exerts more destructive energy just by stretching as such he was able to completely nullify this attack by simply bringing down his hand in a vertical motion he split the beam in two as it's two halves flew from him and into the surrounding Forest carving out a massive V shape into the land.

The berserker like kings of knights came to a screeching halt, as she watched this ten year old boy effortlessly deflected a blast from her Excalibur morgan.

Now with her eyes seemingly clearing slightly of rage and anger he watched as they studied him observing him. So deciding to show off a bit of his power he unleashed a bit of his true godly aura.

Artoria was consumed in shadows as a massive being of Darkness was seen looking down upon her, it's eyes, if they could even be called that. Were nothing more than glowing red orbs which had no soul. It's wings we're like that at the devil of ancient stories, massive Red Wings which swallowed all light that was caught underneath its shadow.

Then its hands made of the darkness of creation itself wrapped around her, as she was plunged into the abyss.

She could see nothing, do nothing, she felt the air in her lungs eviscerate as she gassed for air but felt as if she was inhaling nothing more than water.

She was drowning, drowning in the abyss. With this demonic creature watching her as she slowly fell deeper into its dark clutches.

Oryx seeing the results simply smiled as he let her go, and upon her awaking she immediately jumped back with the clattering of her armor being heard she was shaking. And shaking badly.

Her sayings bit onto her lower lip hard enough to draw blood, with that she was able to snap herself out of whatever he tried to put her under.

But realizing that this was no longer the time to hold back, this was no longer the time to be restricted by laws of ancient past long since forgotten! If she was to even remotely stand even the slightest bit of a chance she would have to use it.

Excalibur morgan's full power!

{Play this until I say stop}.

With that she held her blade high getting herself back to a reasonable position oryx watched with interest as he noticed the blade begin to swell, and ow did it swell indeed!

"Iron hammer of the hollow king."

Oryx watched as the blade of her weapon formed a gargantuent crimson beam of magical energy which ascended towards the heaven themselves.

Turnover/Reverse/Overturn/Change the aurora.

The chant continued as the power of the blade only increased further beyond.

Swallow the light!

Oryx could tell that is was nearing it's and and as such he made preparations.

Promised blade of victory!

Which was to do absolutely nothing, he wanted to gauge just how powerful this sword and my proxy this candidate for his knight piece truly was.

Excalibur Morgan!

The chant was completed and as such the sword FIRED!!

The beam of energy created by Excalibur lunged forward with the ferocity of the one who wielded it, completely annihilating everything in eyes view. The beam of energy would eventually end as a massive ball of magic formed in the air before detonating.

As from the excuse explosion a gigantic ray of pure destructive energy would ascend into the heavens themselves, parting the clouds and leaving everything below them destroyed in its wake.

Artoria waited for the massive amounts of dust which was kicked up from the massive blast as she waited to see what her enemies condition was.

But...

{Stop the music}

Her eyes began to shake at what she was seeing.

Now what was it that had this darkened version of the king of knights so scared?

Well....

Oryx was simply sitting there inside of the massive crater, he was dead on in the center where the massive blast and ray of magic ensued. But worst of all he was sitting there! On his throne! His legs were crossed on top of each other, his hands were resting upon the arm of his throne with his head resting in his open Palm which supported his chin.

"Was that all you could do king of Knights?" He stood up from his throne nonchalantly as he dusted off all the dirt which he got on him.

"I must admit I've put more effort into summoning and sitting in my throne then i have fighting you. Quite frankly your power is child's play in comparison to mine, not to mention you're acting like a child throwing around these large blast of energy which do me no harm. And yet you insist on not listening to my words and continuously throwing your sword at me. Although I do not deny any challenge which come towards me there is a fine line between a challenge and a waste of my time, and this is a waste of my time."

Artoria could simply stand there and do nothing, all of this festering rage inside of her this burning desire to get back at the traitors who destroyed everything was put on pause as this absolute DEMON of power stood before her.

What could she possibly do!? She threw the full power of her Noble Phantasm at him! This TEN YEAR OLD BOY! And he effortlessly tanked it while sitting in a throne the entire time!!!

Artoria Pendragon, the legendary King of knights who once lead her great Kingdom of Camelot into a great prosperous age. Did battle with so many and sharpened her skills to the absolute maximum could not find a possible way she could win this fight.

But while the king of knights was in a state of panic, the taken King on the other hand and just fine actually he was more than fine after seeing that last attack of hers her last ditch attempt to possibly put an end to him.

'Although I mean what I say she has great potential like me and my sister's back when we were young, if I stear her in the right direction she could become a powerful member of my court if she proves herself to be worthy enough.' while she was still stunned oryx took this as a sign to move in quickly and swiftly put an end to this.

Doing to her what he did to the old Satan spy he appeared right in front of her with his hand grabbing a hold of her face lifting her from the ground, he brought her down into the Earth with Earth shattering Force.

The land itself was a obliterated upon her descent down upon its cold dirty soil, as the king let go of her face and stood up.

He did not see her move which indicated that she was indeed rendered unconscious, so taking this opportunity he began to conjure dark magic.

A hive arcane insignia appeared within the air above her head as he had it gently press against her forehead as he closed his eyes and waited for the spell to take affect.

Which wasn't to long and he was sent hurtling into the depths of her subconscious, were there he would deal with this problem at its root.

*Deep within her subconscience*

Within a war torn battlefield created by the torn mine of the king of knights, the king of knights was fighting against the knights who once served her, turned against her in an attempt to kill her.

This rebellion against her was ensued by Mordred, the red knight of rebellion her own flesh and blood.

Killing this knight her blade was covered within the blood of hundreds as she turned around to hear the footsteps of someone rapidly approaching swinging around her Blade clashed with that of Clarent Blood Arthur. A sword she was all too familiar with because it belonged to Mordred, her own child.

"FFFFAAATTTHHHERRRRR!!! Y'ALL PAY FOR NEVER ACKNOWLEDGING ME OR MY EXISTENCE!!!"

'how long will I have to endure this?' Artoria deflected a slash from the knight of rebellion as she spun around to hopefully end this, but mordreds skills with her blade allowed her to protect her own life by re-clashing with her parents blade. 'how long will I live through this hell... Forced to always relive this tragedy, forced to kill the ones who served me, forced to kill the ones I cared for before they turned again me.'

As the red knight of rebellion charged forward once again Artoria quickly turned to the side as she went to clash, only to have Excalibur thrown from her hands.

But as the knight went to cease the opportunity, she was impaled why a spear the king of knights now wielded.

Rhongomyniad.

She would watch as the eyes of her child meet there end as there light faded, but as she hit the ground she found herself back at the start of this nightmare.

'it never ends.'

Once again she slaughtered the knights, tore through the kingdom and killed her offering again.

Only for it to reset again.

'please anyone make this end.'

Blood, death, blades, rust, lifeless eyes were all that she could see at this point.

'please anyone.'

Killing Mordred once again her mind screamed for some form of salvation.

"PLEASE!!! END THIS NIGHTMARE!!!"

"So you wish for it's end, very well then."

Soon the world around her disappeared replaced by a world of darkness which within its sky was a green and black sun which instead of basking the world with light basks the world in Shadow.

She looked around only to stop upon seeing who, or what was behind her.

This being easily stood over 25 ft tall with massive Crimson Wings which blocked out the very light of the heavens themselves, his eyes were that of a deep emerald green.

He sat within a throne which accommodated for his massive size, but the king of knights eyes focused on the weapon he held.

The edge of that blade was a razor sharp more so than that of Excalibur, furthermore the essence of death itself was radiating off of that blade, it was like she was staring at the manifestation of death scythe who's blade took the heads of all tho's he reaps.

But as the mortal stared on the massive demonic entity stood from his throne his height now in full, she could only look upon with a thin sense of fear within her heart, his height towered over her making it to were she was forced to look up upon him as he stared down at her.

"Artoria Pendragon, listen well do you know why you're trapped in this hell?"

"......."

"Answer me girl, or I will make your departure into the Afterlife swift."

"Ah...... I-i-.... I don't now. All I now is after the fall of my kingdom I appeared here, and ever sense then I don't now how long it's been sense I came here."

She paused as she thought about it, how long has it actually been sense she was sent to this hell?

"How long has it been." Looking upon the massive hive god, he could tell she wanted answers.

"Many years have gone by, I did not know the exact time but if I had to guess over three thousand years."

"W-What!" She stood shocked at the revolution, "has it truly been that long?"

"Yes indeed it has now the king of knights I presume you want this nightmare to end?"

"Yes without a doubt but I suspect." She looked at him with hardened eyes. "You want something from me don't you."

"Yes you would be right, but it's not what I want it's who I want."

"And who's that?"

"Why of course you."

"W-WHAT! You what me for what purpose?!"

"Because I have found you as a worthy candidate to become my knight."

"Your knight?"

"Yes you see despite my appearance I am a devil, or more accurately born into their race. As such I have inherited evil pieces but I have augmented them to form not only a preerage but also something more important. My court, which requires strong and fearless warriors like yourself. Warriors who's loyalty will never waver."

Artoria stood there stunned whatever this being was it wanted her to become it's servant and also be it's knight. But how could she trust it's word?

As inner doubts begin to appear, Oryx was not having it and was about to break this facade of grief.

"Look at yourself your grieving over those who turn their back on their leader, their King, all because the King was "too perfect" or "couldn't understand human emotions. Tch ridiculous if you're that weak then you should have never became king."

"What? How do you-"

"I went through your mind, not hard when we're in this position. And I was able to see everything from your uprising to the sacrifice that you made the happy life you could have had, I've seen all of it and I've all your past incarnations of this same dream. And do you wonder what all of them have in common what the root of this problem was?"

"Because I didn't understand my subjects, my coldest as a king prevented me from under-"

"Understanding what? That in a hierarchy you have the peasants, the ones who serve you as loyal subjects who will lay down there live for you. Your elite members who are the most trustworthy, and finally you the king who stands at the Apex of this hierarchy. The king should not have to worry about the lesser subjects beneath them if they are too weak to stand on their own they should be cut out from the rest. You allowed yourself to be dragged down by hopeless weaklings who could not understand that for a King such a yourself you needed to move past the bonds which would hold you back in order to ascend into something better for your people. Such thing as caring for the weak, such things as showing Mercy are weaknesses, they are poison in nature that will rot you from the inside. They're also a weakness for your enemies to exploit."

"......" Once again she was brought to silence as the king took this opportunity to finish his lecture.

"A king cannot have weaknesses, a king cannot be weak, and if they are then they are unfit to rule unfit to rule over those who are their subjects. The lives of those lesser than you who hold no significant meaning should mean absolutely nothing to you. They are nothing more than Canon fodder to be thrown at your enemies to give them some kind of purpose if it only leads to there death. If you want to start thinking like that then you might as well take that blade and plunge it through your chest because you have failed as a king. Kings should not care for those weaker than them Kings should not care for the ones who hold no value. Kings should be strong and unwavering in there orders and if someone or anything or to step out of line of those they should be treated with death."

"That is not being a king that is being a tyrant! There is no kingsmanship in that, the people matter!"

"They matter you say and yet look what happened, they raised their pitchforks and torches at you. Your own Knights turned against you because you were too weak to take full control, if you truly were a king you would have had full control over that Kingdom you would have been able to subdue this rebellion before it even began. Speaking of which this all started because you were too weak to cut out the one who started it all, you kept attacking the legs when you should have gone straight for the head of the beast."

She knew exactly who he was referring to the one who instigated the rebellion Mordred her own child.

"I Couldn't she was one of my knight and my own child, doing so would have made me a-"

"Monster".

She nodded her head as oryx looked at her, before his three green eyes narrowed with disgust.

"Ahaha, such compassion is what lead to your very end king of knights. Mordred instigated a rebellion which reduced everything you worked on. Everything you sacrificed, from your own happy future to your personal life,  everything you built was destroyed by her and what you have because of it? Sealed within this endless loop, as your own hatred and rage tortures you. You're trapped within a purgatory of your own design and you're too weak to even escape it because you will not accept the truth. If you would have put an end to all of mordreds rebellious schemes, if you would have had to guts to stand before the others and claim your position in power, if you would have claimed your position in that time of yours, you would have not faced these consequences. You wouldn't have faced such wrath, for loyalty is a good thing to have with subjects but it's ultimately fear which keeps them in line. And you my sorry king of Knights lacked in greatly, and it's because of this that you failed and it's what's got you here."

Artoria Pendragon, looked upon the dark God before looking down what he says was true to some extent ever since she refused to give Mordred the throne, rebellion went out of hand and she did do as she claimed. She teared down everything she built, which in turn ruined everything she sacrificed in order to make.

But what's stung the most was when this demonic being claimed that she was too weak to claim her rifle place of power, the more she thought about it the more she saw as he did.

This being was clearly a king of some kind of species, and as he spoke his words she began to see how he operated.

The sole power, in his hierarchy demonstration there were no beings who could rival him in authority and as such he was able to keep all forms of rebellion, of instigation. At zero because he naturally had more of a Kings personality than she did, she although was young lacked what it truly meant to be a king. But even then she tried to replicate What it took and missed several crucial details.

In her run as King she made monumental achievements, but which are overshadowed by her greatest failure. The greatest failure any King could have.

The fall of there own kingdom, spawned by the ones meant to be the servants and protectors of this kingdom.

Perhaps he was right, perhaps if she would have done away with Mordred before any of this could have happened perhaps her nights wouldn't have turned on her perhaps the rebellion would have never happened. Everything she sacrificed would still would have amend to something for a longer period of time instead of what transpired.

Oryx seeing that his words have sparked something within her simply smiled to himself, he had ingrained a slight piece of the sword logic into his words as he fed it to her through her ears. For if you are to rule you need power and you are the only power that should exist. Those who serve underneath you should not be anywhere near your authority, they must be kept in line like a mammal with its hurd. Obeying the orders from a single alpha.

And it would seem like a king of knights who is still trapped within the hell of her own design was starting to get it. Her fall, her greatest failure as a king.

Was that she wasn't strong enough to prevent her own downfall. For she lacked power and the will to enact it.

"......."

"Now I will ask of you this, become my knight and I promise you, you shall have your revenge."

"What? My Revenge?"

"Yes your revenge, you shall be able to claim the lives of all those who ruined your Kingdom, you shall hunt them down and slay them.like the dogs that they are."

"Why would I hunt them down? I do not require such-"

"Yes you do, your soul cries out for vengeance for the ones who wronged you. So I'll ash will you join me as me knight?"

"I-i can't.... I'm still a knight at heart and seeking revenge is something that will drag me down a pit of darkness.... I-i can."

"........ Let me ask of you this, were will you go or who will you go to?"

She froze as that thought came to mind, were would she actually go?

Or further more who would she even go to?

She has no family being that Mordred was dead, and all her knights as well. Merlin had disappeared and anyone else she cared for would have passed away because of the passing of time.

"I-i don't know...."

"I thought so."

"But that doesn't mean I will join you. I will fi-"

"Find what? Nothing more then beings who will do nothing more the try and take your power of life? Think about it your entire life was ended before you were sealed. Your Kingdom has fallen, your knights are dead, everyone else who cared for you are dead as well. What I'm offering is a new chance at life to get the revenge on the ones who destroy your life, as such I shall offer you a bargain. The same as I was by my gods all those years ago."

From the palm of his hand his knight hive piece appeared as it floated before the king of knights.

"Artoria Pendragon, I Oryx, first navigator, King of shapes, god king of the hive, and taken King hear my offer you a bargain. Take from me this knight piece and serve me for eternity. And in accords with it you shall have your revenge but also gain power beyond your wildest dreams, death will become a thing of the past for you. Instead of fearing death clam you, you shall use it as you took to exact revenge. But now that upon you taking this piece you shall forever serve me as my first of the new hive as my knight. Or you can remain how you are now, with nothing to live for or anyone for that matter. The choice is yours."

The piece floated out of his palm and into the air right infront of her, as her eyes seemingly we're mesmerized by it's glow. Her mind in this time went over what he said and honestly.

She was going to except this deal, call it whatever the more she though about it the more appealing it sounded, she might have been against it but as the memories which weren't of that incident came back the more she realized that indeed she was at rock bottom.

No one was there for her, her place of home was gone, everything she worked for was destroy. And all that was felt in her stomach was this overwhelming feeling for revenge and to crush the ones responsible if they still live.

And even if they do not live she would at least have something to live for, she would stand by the savior of her nightmares.

Finally getting everything together she reached out her right hand and firmly grasped the peace within her hand, as such a massive flash of green light illuminated the entire surrounding world as reality shattered.

Oryx who watched was pleased, as he faded from the world of the subconscious and into the world of reality.

*I'm the material world*

Emerging first into the material world and his body the king stood up as he walked away before turning back around as he saw Artoria standing up from the ground.

Except instead of golden eyes her eyes were deep green, her armor became that of a hive knights, the coloring was the same but the appearance was not.

Even her sword went underneath a change.

Instead of the usual thinner blade, it was a lot more bulky with some more weight on it, as she went to conceal it it actually just disappeared which startled her.

"Calm down." Her new found Master reassured her. "Your sword may be able to be called upon at any time, do not worry."

"Ow well this is going to take some time getting used to."

"All in good time my new found a knight but let us go."

"What master were are we going?"

"Well..."

"There are some annoying Old Satan faction pest who won't stop scaring around, so I think it's about time the exterminators get rid of the infestation before there allowed to spread."

There you have it ladies and gentlemen this newest chapter is done, I hope you enjoyed.

So yep our beloved king of nights from Fate has joined best boy Oryx, and I'm just going to let everyone know right here and now that this Artoria is going to be different from cannon series artoria.

She's going to be darker she's going to be more relentless and ruthless and more vengeful because let's be honest now normal Artoria is not joining oryx because when she learns what the hell this man is she would never ever agree to stay with him.

Bbbbuuuutttt a version of her twisted by years of intense excruciating mental pain, rage equal to the Doom Slayer, and a wanting to set the world on fucking fire. Ya I think these two can work pretty well with each other, so I'm sorry if this isn't your normal king of nights. Because trust me this isn't.

Now with that out of the way I hope you guys enjoyed this chapter again if any questions arise just ask me here and I'll answer it to the best of my ability.

Now if you excuse me.

DIO OUT!!!!!!!!!