[Y/N] - Your Name
[M/N] - Middle Name
[L/N] - Last Name
[H/C] - Hair Color
[E/C] - Eye Color
I
["Talking"]
["SCREAMING"]
["Whispering"]
["Thinking"]

Pain.

In any case, I'd just like to say that, for the time being, this will once more be the last post on this fanfic. That isn't to say that the history is 100% over, since we still have Season 2 of the Anime to come. But, so far, it'll be that for a bit of a while. Thanks for reading all the way here, and I sure hope that you people enjoy this history once the Season 2 Drops. In the meantime, I hope that you enjoy my other works! Much love.

In the future, I also plan on writing the Light Novels, if I find them translated.

Since this will be the last chapter for a bit, I decided to give you guys some fun-facts.

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- Though he was a Vale-Tudo Fighter, Y/N's main fighting-style is Sambo.

- Y/N has a habit of collecting weapons from fallen enemies.

- He has the most confirmed kill-count for the Empire, standing at 150 Confirmed, 300 Probables, and 64 Assists ever since he enlisted.

- Y/N is publicly known by three nicknames:

[Steel Gargoyle]: by the front line troops, thanks to his unshakable posture and spirit.

[Red Baron]: by the Imperial Command, mainly due to his countless air victories, and the deep respect that he has within his country and also from his enemies.

[The Grendel]: since many described him as "a creature of darkness, exiled from happiness and accursed of God, the destroyer and devourer of our human kind".

These 3 Nicknames came together to form into a single one, that being:
[The Steel-Baron of Demons]

- When he was alive, Y/N's field of specialization was on Roman history.

- Though a slight light-weight, Y/N has a passion for alcohol.

- While Tanya wrote a thesis when she was 9, Y/N's feat came in the form of him introducing many different types of weapons and combat techniques to the Empire.

- His Colt and Reischrevolver are nicknamed: "The Jackal & The Beowulf" Thanks to the jackal and wolf-like engravings in their handles.
The Jackal one closely resembles the Egyptian God Anubis while the Wolf shows a three-headed wolf, much like a Cerberus.

- Y/N's pistols have a total of 25 Notches each, one for every single enemy he killed with them.

- Much to Tanya's annoyance, Y/N smokes from time-to-time. But, on the other hand, much to her satisfaction, he's also a great baker.

- He has a tattoo (which existed in those days) of a Scorpion with open claws in the back of his right hand.

- Thanks to the massive boost from Satan, his body is constantly creating and exhaling magic, making so that many who spend too long around him for the first time experience symptoms like those of being drunk.

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<<<<< I >[--I--]< I >>>>>

[𝐔𝐧𝐢𝐟𝐢𝐞𝐝 𝐘𝐞𝐚𝐫 𝟏𝟗𝟐𝟓 - 𝐈𝐦𝐩𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐚𝐥 𝐂𝐚𝐩𝐢𝐭𝐚𝐥 𝐁𝐞𝐫𝐮𝐧]
->[𝟐𝟎𝟑𝐫𝐝 𝐀𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐚𝐥 𝐌𝐚𝐠𝐞 𝐁𝐚𝐭𝐭𝐚𝐥𝐢𝐨𝐧 𝐇𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐪𝐮𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐬]<-

The day was yet again blessed by the sight of the sun upon it. Its heat brought warmth and comfort to those who decided to stay under their covers, which, unfortunately, wasn't a luxury many could afford at this point. Sure, the morning was just at its peak, but even then, some people had work, while others had to study. So was the case of two certain soldiers. One of them was already up. The other one...

Y/N: ["I feel like I got punched by Hanma Yujiro and Gensai Kuroki at the same time..."]

[𝟐𝟎𝟑𝐫𝐝 𝐀𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐚𝐥 𝐌𝐚𝐠𝐞 𝐁𝐚𝐭𝐭𝐚𝐥𝐢𝐨𝐧 - 𝐕𝐢𝐜𝐞 𝐂𝐨𝐦𝐦𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐫]
[𝐌𝐚𝐣𝐨𝐫 - 𝐘/𝐍 𝐌/𝐍 𝐋/𝐍]

One could clearly see how deplorable his state was. It wasn't needed to be a specialist to tell just how wasted he was. His [H/C] hair was beyond messy, and his eyepatch stood thrown to the floor, letting one see his destroyed eye. Though it was destroyed, the skin around it was visibly burnt. A scar crossed it, forcing his eye to be permanently shut. It went all the way beyond his eyebrow down past his cheek.

Tanya: ["Then perhaps you shouldn't have drank as much as you did, dumbass"]

[𝟐𝟎𝟑𝐫𝐝 𝐀𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐚𝐥 𝐌𝐚𝐠𝐞 𝐁𝐚𝐭𝐭𝐚𝐥𝐢𝐨𝐧 - 𝐂𝐨𝐦𝐦𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐫]
[𝐋𝐢𝐞𝐮𝐭𝐞𝐧𝐚𝐧𝐭 𝐂𝐨𝐥𝐨𝐧𝐞𝐥 - 𝐓𝐚𝐧𝐲𝐚 𝐯𝐨𝐧 𝐃𝐞𝐠𝐮𝐫𝐞𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐟𝐟]

She replied, shooting Y/N an annoyed glance over her shoulder, prompting him to chuckle. Sitting on the bed with his body slouched, Y/N groaned, keeping his eyes closed, but with a smirk across his lips. Opening his good eye, it was clear to see that he was clearly slightly sleepy. Y/N would love to stay in the state of "thinking of nothing and at the same time, everything" one stays when awakened, but...

Y/N: ["Do we really need to do that today? I'm so fucking wasted..."] Groaning, he rubbed his temples, feeling like someone was pounding his head with a hammer ["It's like someone's carving my nerves and my brain with a rusty fork of fire..."]

Tanya: ["First of all: Don't be such a drama queen. It's your own fault for downing those 7 Bottles in a go"] With her harsh tone slightly present, Tanya reached up, putting on her hat and turning around ["Second: It's our job to do that. Like it or not, we need to"]

Y/N: ["Aye aye, ma'am, I hear you. I'm just sooo tired~..."] Y/N groaned, falling face-first on the bed again ["And I haven't felt so much pain ever since what that white-haired Griffith cunt did..."]

Tanya: ["... You really need to stop with those references, but whatever you say"] Tanya sighed, turning around and walking towards Y/N ["Come on, dumbass. Get on your feet. You're too strong to be taken down by a mere hungover"]

Tanya helped Y/N stand up, prompting him to groan as he stood on his feet with a sigh. Gently reaching down, he grasped his eyepatch on the floor before putting it on. With a sigh, he stood in silence, waiting for his headache to settle for a bit before he glanced down at Tanya. He shot her a smirk before leaning down and giving a kiss on the top of her head, much to her annoyance, and at the same time, enjoyment.

Tanya: ["Be glad that we still haven't been deployed yet, and just need to take some paperwork out of the way"] Tanya glanced back towards Y/N who stumbled towards the bathroom, almost bumping into the wall ["... I'll be at the office. Come in when you're settled down, you hear me?"]

Y/N: ["Aye aye, you don't need to worry about that"] Y/N replied, leaning his forehead against his forearm that was against the doorframe ["I'll go see you once I'm done here. It won't take long, so you don't need to worry"]

Tanya: ["... Hey, dumbass"] Tanya called, prompting Y/N to glance at her ["I love you"]

And without another word, she left the room.

Y/N stood there for a moment before a large smirk presented itself across his lips. He stood up straight up normally as if nothing that happened a while ago was nothing. Not Tanya's words, since they still rang across his ears, but his hangover. Showing no problems in walking straight with a confident smile, Y/N discarded his shirt to the side before cracking his neck from side-to-side. And so, it was the start of his plans...

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𝐒𝐩𝐞𝐜𝐢𝐚𝐥 𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐭𝐞𝐫
[𝐒𝐰𝐞𝐞𝐭 𝐚𝐬  𝐂𝐡𝐨𝐜𝐨𝐥𝐚𝐭𝐞  𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐖𝐢𝐧𝐞]
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As Y/N left the shower, he cracked his knuckles with a gigantic smirk on his face. Dressing up in his uniform, and putting on his dog tags, for a moment, he spun his hat on the top of his index finger before finally putting it on. Finally grasping his MG-42, strapping it around and over his shoulder, he took his Reinschrevolver and Colt Dragoon. And just like a cowboy, he spun them around his fingers for a moment.

And so, putting them on their straps around his waist, Y/N turned to face the window with his smirk still present. Now wearing his eyepatch, Y/N walked towards the door, gently pushing it open before peeking into the hallway. For a moment he stood there, glancing around before he finally stepped out. He walked with fast, but quiet steps, making as little noise as possible while still having a pretty fast pace on his steps.

That is, until he bumped into someone.

Said someone took a step back, prompting Y/N's ear to capture the groan of pain of the young girl who now stood on her butt, rubbing her head. Y/N felt his chest slightly hurting due to the sudden bump, but was quick to come to his senses. Viktoriya groaned, rubbing her forehead with her eyes shut in slight pain. Glancing up, she saw Y/N, who was about to reach down for a handshake. However, Visha was faster.

Viktoriya: ["Good morning, Major, sir!"] Viktoriya stood up rapidly with a salute ["Sorry for bumping into you"]

Y/N: ["At ease, Visha. No need for formalities, we're alone"] Y/N chuckled, crossing his arms with a smirk ["Sorry for bumping into you. I was... Quite in a rush. I have a mission, you see?"]

Viktoriya: ["A mission? Strange, Lt. Colonel hasn't informed us of anything... !!"] Viktoriya covered her mouth, going slightly wide-eyed ["Is this some top-secret thing that the brass has passed down unto you both?! I'm sorry for prying in your privacy-"] Viktoriya was about to bow, only for Y/N to gently put his index in the way, booping her nose.

Y/N: ["Ahahahaha! No, no, Visha, it's nothing like that. It's something a bit personal, you see?"] Y/N gently pushed Viktoriya's head up along with her upper body, prompting the girl to stand straight again ["You could say that... It's a bit of a surprise, even for the Lt. Colonel herself. Say, what is worse than the fury of a woman?"] Y/N asked, prompting Viktoriya to yelp, caught off-guard by the question ["The answer is: When said woman is the Lt. Colonel. We know how she is, don't we?"] With a small laugh, Y/N stepped past Viktoriya, tapping her shoulder with a hearty smirk ["... I have something to do. Please do me a favor, and don't tell anyone we had this conversation"]

Y/N winked at Viktoriya before he stepped away, which caused the brown-haired girl to yelp in slight confusion. She glanced towards where Y/N headed, watching as he left with both hands inside his pockets, and his upper-body slouched forward. Viktoriya stood still for a moment, still processing what he said, and what just went down. With a humming of confusion and slight hesitation, Viktoriya walked away.

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Tanya: ["You're a bit late, that's unlike you... Something's up?"]

Tanya asked once Viktoriya stepped into the room, still looking out into the hallways. At Tanya's question, Viktoriya slightly shivered up, feeling a small shock course through her spine. Glancing towards Tanya, she saw the blonde-haired girl on her desk, working on her paperwork as usual, since they still haven't been deployed. Tanya had her signature emotionless-mixed-with-seriousness glance displayed.

Viktoriya: ["Uhh... It is nothing! I was just having a talk with First Lieutenant Matheus"] Viktoriya said, having some sweat running down her face with a nervous smile ["We were... Talking about... Umm... Uhh..."] Visha glanced side-to-side with a nervous chuckle.

Tanya: ["... About...?"]

Viktoriya: ["If I don't say something quick she'll find out that I'm lying! ... Time to act dumb!"] Viktoriya stumbled with her words for a while before she finally came up with something ["How squids have three hearts instead of one! Not that dumb!!! She'll definitely know that's a lie!"]

Tanya: ["... Is that so? Interesting"] With an uninterested hum, Tanya went back to her work ["Try not to get too caught up next time"]

Viktoriya: ["She fell for that?!"]

Tanya: ["By the way, have you seen Major L/N anywhere?"] At Tanya's question, Viktoriya nervousness and hesitation instantly spiked ["I told him to come to work as soon as he was done tiding himself up, but still nothing"]

Viktoriya: ["Uhhh... N - No, ma'am! I haven't seen him anywhere!"] Viktoriya replied with her voice shaking, and her knees trembling ["Mmm this is bad, this is very very bad!! I can't have the Lt. Colonel finding out that I'm lying!"]

Tanya: ["Tsc, that boy I swear... When he isn't the headache, he's causing me headaches"] Tanya groaned with a sigh, closing her eyes for a moment before nodding her head ["Very well, then. I'm sure that he'll appear eventually. For now, let's focus on our work..."]

Viktoriya: ["Aye, aye, ma'am. Major, whatever it is that you're doing, I just hope it's important!!"]

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[𝐌𝐞𝐚𝐧𝐰𝐡𝐢𝐥𝐞]
->[𝐈𝐦𝐩𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐚𝐥 𝐂𝐚𝐩𝐢𝐭𝐚𝐥 - 𝐒𝐭𝐫𝐞𝐞𝐭𝐬]<-

Y/N: ["They'll kick you, then they'll beat you, then they'll tell you it's fair, so beat it~♪"]

Y/N calmly walked through the streets, having his eyes closed as he gently nodded his head to the beat of the song on his head. He'd greet and be greeted by the people on the street, some soldiers even saluting once they realized who he was. Most of the time, Y/N would just salute back with a smirk on his face while he kept on walking. Sure, it was good to be recognized by his efforts, but it still quite bothered him a bit.

But he didn't mind the respect they showed.

Y/N soon stopped walking once he reached his destination, glancing inside the shop through one of its large windows. Inside he saw the large variety of candies and sweets, gently moving his eyes through them. He stopped on the top where he saw two boxes of chocolates towering over the other sweets, prompting a smirk to spread through his lips. And calmly, he reached into his back-pocket to grab his wallet.

And once he opened it...

Y/N: ["... Where the fuck is my money?"]

With a dumbfounded face, Y/N stood there for a second with some sweat running down his cheek. His eye trembled with a slight shake as a vein popped up on his cheek and on his forehead, making no efforts to hide his anger. Closing his eye, he took a deep, deep, DEEP breath with a long exhale. And so, once he opened his eye, Y/N nodded his head. Though it lasted only for a while before he gritted his teeth.

Y/N: ["OF COURSE I DON'T HAVE MONEY! I'M ON THE FUCKING MILITARY!"]

Y/N's sudden burst of anger made some people jump with a jumpscare due to how loudly he screamed. Even back in the HQ, Tanya glanced out the window for a second before shrugging her shoulders and going back to her work. Y/N panted for a few seconds with his veins glowing purple along with his eye for a second. And after another extremely deep breath and long exhale, Y/N stopped to think for a moment.

Y/N: ["Okay. Today is the 7th, meaning that my payday was... Yesterday"] Y/N thought, clenching his fist so hard that his nails dug into his skin ["But yesterday is not good enough! It can't be yesterday! It isn't yesterday!!"]

Y/N gritted his teeth with his eyes and fists trembling, the latter due to how hard he clenched it. His eye started glowing another shade of purple along with the closed eye beneath the eyepatch. While both of them were a dark glow, the scar glowed a bright one, prompting Y/N's eyes to tremble even harder. One could almost see his magic leaking out of him due to how hard he was trying to control himself right now.

Y/N: ["... Where the fuck did I spend all of my money?!"]

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[𝐅𝐥𝐚𝐬𝐡𝐛𝐚𝐜𝐤 - 𝐓𝐰𝐨 𝐃𝐚𝐲𝐬 𝐀𝐠𝐨]

Adelheid: ["Hahaha yes, yes! Wonderful! I'd be honored to work in such a project!"] The mad doctor screamed, throwing his hands into the air with a large smirk ["This gun shall be wonderful! We'll mass produce it! Every single citizen shall use it from now on!"]

Y/N: ["It was a mistake coming to talk with this guy... Ok, first of all: I'm glad that you enjoy it"] Y/N, with an uninterested face, glanced towards the old man with his arms crossed ["Second of all: I don't really care what you think. I just want to know if you can build it or not"]

Adelheid: ["What a stupid question! With the might of the Empire and God on my side, I can do anything!"] The man said with the largest smirk possible, opening his arms to the sides ["This "Sjögren Shotgun" as you call it! Such a wonderful and interesting project! The only issue is that we cannot use the funds of the Empire to buy its parts"]

Y/N: ["Because the Empire is an enemy to literally the entire world, meaning that no one will sell them to us, and we don't build them here..."] Y/N hummed with an annoyed groan, clicking his tongue a few times before he nodded his head ["Right, no problem. I'll pay for my parts, then you can study them and rebuild the gun as you please"] Y/N said, reaching for his wallet.

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Y/N: ["... And I spent the rest of it in this"] He thought after taking his brand-new Trench Knife from its holster ["... Curse me and my addiction to cool-looking weapons..."]

Y/N sighed, closing his eyes and sulking for a moment as he leaned against the window of the shop in thought. Keeping his arms crossed, and the right hand gently holding his chin, Y/N pondered for a second, running the possibilities in his head. There wasn't much he could do, since it could by no means be postponed. But if he wasn't at the office soon, Tanya would chew him more than usual once he was back.

Y/N: ["If I can't buy the chocolates, then I can't by no means get that expensive wine..."] Y/N hummed, gently tapping his index finger against his chin, glancing up ["Maybe I could shake some people for money? ... Nah, that would end everything I have, not an option"] Clicking his tongue in annoyance, Y/N sighed, rubbing the back of his head ["Maybe my soldiers would be willing to buy it for me? But then again, these things are crazy expensive..."]

With a louder groan, Y/N growled in annoyance and anger, crossing his arms with gritted teeth. His eye was narrowed, and once again, glowing a slight tone of purple due to his own anger. Glancing over his shoulder, Y/N stared at the chocolates for a moment before his vision went back to the floor beneath him, prompting him to raise a hand to his temple, rubbing them. And so, with a groan, his thoughts went wide.

Y/N: ["No way that I could ask for my salary in advance. Not only that, but if I said its purpose, they'd find out about mine and Tanya's relationship"] With a sigh, he fully stood up, keeping both hands inside his pockets while glancing up towards the skies ["... Our relationship... Now that I think about it, there's plenty of time for us to be together. She's so smart, and I'm basically Yujiro in this world, except not nearly as strong"] Now lost in completely random thoughts, Y/N raised an eyebrow ["Future... Tanya as a woman? I wonder how she'd look..."]

[Art by - Neko / Yanshoujie]

Y/N: ["... Nice"]

Before Y/N could recollect his thoughts and go back to forming a plan of what to do, he heard a scream from within the shop. With an interested hum, he glanced over his shoulder, seeing a man holding a woman at point-blank range of a Luger. Y/N sighed, and after a small second of debating if that was his problem or not, a smirk spreads across his face. His eyes lit up for a second after he had an idea about this situation.

And so, cracking his neck and his knuckles, he entered the place with a calm whistle. The sound of the bell made the man turn around along with Y/N gently whistling a tune. Seeing the terrified face of the worker, Y/N raised an eyebrow, watching as the man pointed the gun towards him. With a calm gaze, Y/N could clearly see that the woman was a worker of the shop, and judging by her age, she was likely the owner.

Y/N: ["... Did I arrive at a bad time? I can come back on another hour"] Y/N shrugs, pointing over his shoulder using his thumb ["I mean, hey, don't let me get between the business of you two-"]

Man: ["ON THE GODDAMN GROUND, NOW!!"]

Y/N: ["You're... Mugging me? You know that's a dumb idea, right?"] Y/N shrugs his shoulder again, glancing around ["Like, I have more than 100 Confirmed kills, and 100 of them is just using these babies"]

Y/N pointed to his guns, and was about to take one of them from its holsters. The clear panic and trembling of the man along with his wide eyes were enough giveaways. He was a beginner, doing this for the first time, so seeing a soldier just standing there, even more one with medals in his chest, was a scary sight for the man. And so, in the middle of the panic, the man pulled the trigger of his pistol.

The woman screamed in panic, shielding her eyes with her hands, and turning away from the scene with her eyes shut. Slowly, with her fingers trembling, she spread them to take a peek at the scene of what she was sure was a dead boy. However, she gasped once she saw Y/N just standing there, one hand extended forward with a closed fist. The man trembled, taking a step back as Y/N slowly opened his hands.

Letting the bullet fired at him fall to the floor.

Y/N: ["You dropped that. Aren't you going to pick it up?"] Y/N hummed, taking a step forward ["It's not good to litter, you know? That's a crime-"]

The man screamed as he pulled the trigger again, and again. Y/N sighed, clicking his tongue in annoyance as his eye glowed again. Everything around him seemed to slow down, even the bullets, as he felt the magic running through his veins. He couldn't use this for so long, or spam it, since he knew it would result in certain death. But for a moment like this, it had no problems, since it was such small use on a small burst.

With a calm whistling, he tilted his head to the side, allowing the first bullet to zoom past him. The second one went over his shoulder, just barely grazing his neck. As for the third, it missed his ribs once Y/N merely flicked it away mid-air. The fourth one was snatched mid-air, prompting Y/N to merely toss it over his shoulder. And the fifth, and final one was stopped once Y/N swatted it away with his Trench Knife.

Until he was face-to-face with the man. With a loud scream of surprise and fear, the man aimed his gun forward. However, before he could press the trigger, Y/N shot his knee upwards, colliding against the man's gut, and forcing his chest forward. Snatching the gun from his hand, Y/N spun it around his finger by using the trigger. And so, with one loud roar, he brought its handle down against the man's head.

Y/N: ["Hey listen, I know it's the thought that counts, and I appreciate the sentiment... But does this gift come with a receipt?"] Y/N points to the gun with a chuckle as the man slowly picked himself up with buckling knees, and a dazed face, before he could even stand up properly, he took a swing towards Y/N, who easily held his punch ["Oh, you really don't wanna do this type of shit with me out of all people in this entire fucking universe, buddy..."]

And so, Y/N took a step forward, thrusting his knuckles against the man's nose a few centimeters away from his face. It was enough to the man's reaction to force him to recoil, which gave Y/N the opportunity to grasp the man's arm with both hands. And then, with extreme ease, he turned his body around, thrusting his hip against the man's midsection. This caused him to be thrown over the boy with a lot of strength.

And slammed back-first against the ground. 

[Manga - Kengan Omega: Chapter 111]

The man fell down back-first after Y/N had thrown him, making sure to give the man no time to break his fall. But it was quite obvious that the fight still wasn't over, proven by when the man reached into the pocket of his pants, pulling a knife from there, and trying to stab Y/N. The boy, however, was faster, throwing himself into a backflip-handstand before jumping up into a straight stance pose with a chuckle.

The woman stood frozen in fear and shock, watching the entire thing unfold. Y/N with a serene and collected gaze took his MG-42 from his back. He merely set it down, leaning against the balcony along with his two guns on top of it. His cocky smirk was as large as it could possibly be, as if he was sure that would win this fight. Seeing this, the man had long ago lost his composure, and dashed ahead with a loud warcry.

Y/N's stance was simple: Leaning forward with both of his hands open, but a focused gaze. A standard grappling stance, something that he used only when toying with his opponents, or going 100% in a battle, or, in this case, both cases. As the man tried to stab Y/N, the soldier acted faster, dropping to his knees. Throwing his shoulders against the man's hips, he forced his assailant to lose his balance and fall forward.

It wasn't long before the man found himself laying on top of Y/N's shoulders. The soldier had one leg between the robber's legs, holding his inner thigh. Along with that, his other hand was placed around the robber's neck, which allowed Y/N to throw him over his shoulder, hitting him back-first against the floor once more. And so, Y/N was swift to dash back, standing up and assuming his grappling position once again.

The soldier chuckled, cracking his neck to the side as he watched the man struggling to pick himself up. It was clear just how exhausted he was due to how hard he was slammed twice on the cold floor. He groaned in pain feeling his back aching like never before, and the Luger long ago thrown away from his hand, far away from his range. He, however, still had the knife, which allowed him to have a slight advantage.

Or so he thought.

Y/N was relaxed, and his breaths were steady, as for the man, he was extremely on high alert. As if he was fighting for his life, his breathing was quick, and accelerated. Y/N was sure that this would be an easy win, but he was still slightly pissed off of how his plan was falling apart. So, of course, he decided to blow some steam. The man rushed forward, giving Y/N the perfect opportunity once he tried another stab.

Parrying the man's attack down by hitting his wrist with his elbow, Y/N sent the man's arm down, forcing him to lose balance. As the man stumbled forward, he could only see Y/N's smirk widening and becoming somewhat sharp. Reeling his arm back, Y/N's hand was tightly shut, clutching it as hard as he possibly could. And with no means to defend himself, he man was left at Y/N's open range, and so, it wasn't long before...

[Manga - Kengan Omega: Chapter 113]

His teeth gritted and his eyes went wide before shutting once he felt the impact. It was like getting hit by a sledgehammer that had a brick on the top of it. Y/N targeted the man's arm, hitting exactly his elbow, prompting it to shatter with all of his strength. Pushing his fist forward, Y/N tossed the man to the side due to the strength behind the punch. He was thrown to the side, rolling through the ground into a weird pose.

It's unecessary to say just how much experience Y/N has in fights, and with that experience, he could tell that was a bad landing. The robber had landed on his head, which in turn, had damaged his spine, but that wasn't all. Y/N's punches are strong enough to break bones, meaning that they're strong enough to damage the skin with extreme ease. And with that in mind, there's also the location in which Y/N pushed.

The liver.

Even if you aren't in pain or don't feel like you have any injuries, you may still have internal injuries. A blow to your liver can cause bleeding you may not see or feel. After a while, the bleeding can start to affect how you feel, and your blood pressure can drop quickly. The drive is usually made under and to the front of the ninth and tenth ribs upward to the base of the shoulder blade toward the spine.

The punch shocks the liver, the largest gland organ, and a center of blood circulation, and causes the victim to lose focus and drive, and can cause a breathless feeling in the victim. The liver is extremely sensible, and when punched by a professional, it can be easily destroyed with a single punch. That being said, when delivered by a person like Y/N, who also used his magic as a drug to further negate his body limits...

Do I need to say more?

The man felt his entire body aching, as if someone was carving his nerves with a rusty spoon. He held his side in pain while Y/N merely started to bounce on his feet, now closing his open hands into fists. Along with that, he also raised them near his face, putting his left foot behind and pushing his right hand forward. And, as the man tried to pick himself up, he was met with yet another rook aimed towards his face.

This time around, however, there was yet another surprise that Y/N sneaked in: His thumb. In the exact moment of impact, he flexed all the muscles in his thumb, thus, giving the impression that he had hardened it. It was strong enough to completely destroy the man's Temporomandibular joint, further increasing the pain, now on his face. But even then, Y/N wasn't done with a partial dislocation of the jaw just yet.

With a swift kick, he forced the man to his feet before he dashed forward, throwing yet another rook towards the man's nose. But just before his head could jerk back, Y/N wrapped both of his hands around them, staring at the man with an evil smirk. The robber didn't have time to plead before Y/N roared, twisting his body to the side, throwing him back-first against the floor with a smash courtesy of Y/N himself.

[Manga - Kengan Omega: Chapter 111] 

Dusting his hands, Y/N stood up, cracking his neck after placing his right hand on his left shoulder, and tilting his neck from side-to-side. With a satisfied hum, he glanced down at the man, gently poking him with his boot, and once the man didn't reply, Y/N merely chuckled, rolling his eyes and crossing his arms, turning to face the old lady that was still petrified. And so, Y/N calmly shot her a small, yet charming smile.

Y/N: ["Say~... Do I get a reward for that?"]

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Y/N hummed, gently holding both boxes of chocolates that he was eyeing not long ago. The authorities were called once the first shots were fired, so they came quickly. After interrogating Y/N, who gave a full report of what went down, he left the shop, being thanked and then rewarded by the lady. Who had gifted him with both boxes of the same bonbons that he was eyeing, much to Y/N's own expected expectations.

Y/N: ["I have to thank Tanya for those lessons in manipulation~... My charm really did work in my favor there"] Y/N thought with his eyes closed and a self-satisfied smile present on his smug face ["Right. Chocolates are now out of the way. The next thing on the list is the wine. This might not be as easy..."] Y/N thought in annoyance, gently humming and tapping his own chin ["We'll, I'll go put these away and think something along the way"]

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[𝐔𝐧𝐢𝐟𝐢𝐞𝐝 𝐘𝐞𝐚𝐫 𝟏𝟗𝟐𝟓 - 𝐈𝐦𝐩𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐚𝐥 𝐂𝐚𝐩𝐢𝐭𝐚𝐥 𝐁𝐞𝐫𝐮𝐧]
->[𝟐𝟎𝟑𝐫𝐝 𝐀𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐚𝐥 𝐌𝐚𝐠𝐞 𝐁𝐚𝐭𝐭𝐚𝐥𝐢𝐨𝐧 𝐇𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐪𝐮𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐬]<-

Tanya: ["... You better have a good explanation for this"]

Tanya had her arms crossed, tapping her left index against her right forearm as she raised an eyebrow. Viktoriya glanced between Y/N and Tanya, who both had intense and serious gazes on their faces, exchanging eye-to-eye glares. The brown-haired girl sulked a bit, swallowing some saliva. Y/N no longer held the chocolate boxes, that were instead, now put away into his and Tanya's room, hidden from the blonde.

Y/N: ["Lieutenant Colonel Rerugen wished to speak with me. I went out to buy food, and met him in the streets"] Y/N serious gaze disappeared as he now held a gentle and kind smile while approaching Tanya ["After that, he and I started talking, and eventually he invited me over a bit. I lost track of time, hahaha. Sorry about that~"]

Y/N gave a soft laugh, closing his eye and gently lifting his head. Tanya wanted to, but she couldn't stay mad. Instead, she sighed, tilting her head to the side, resting her cheek on her closed fist and snapping her fingers. It wasn't long before Y/N served two cups of tea, giving her one of them before gently sitting down near her. Tanya, however, calmly stood up and cracked her neck from side-to-side with a light sigh.

Tanya: ["Well, I'm off. My work is finished here... You, on the other hand"] Tanya turned around, pinching Y/N's cheek and pulling on it ["Have a lot of work to do. So get working already, you hear me?!"]

Y/N: ["Aye aye! No need to repeat yourself, ma'am!"] Y/N said with a small laugh, eyes still closed, while he saluted ["I'll make sure to have this work finished the moment you walk through that door again!"]

Tanya: ["... Good"]

After that, Tanya gently ruffled Y/N's hair before chopping his head, and turning around. As Y/N stood there with a small laugh, the blonde walked away and through the door. Viktoriya glanced between the door and Y/N, who gently cracked his neck before finally going back to work once more. Viktoriya hummed, slightly impressed that Y/N was actually doing this work for once. That is, until he stood up with a smirk.

Y/N: ["... I'll be back in a second"]

Viktoriya: ["Oh no"]

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Y/N: ["Soldier, I need a favor from you"]

Y/N stood in front of Matheus, keeping both of his hands behind his back and a large smirk on his face. Matheus could easily tell that something not good was awaiting for the simple smirk Y/N held. The only face he ever saw like that was on Tanya's features once she was going mad. This meant one thing, and one thing only: Y/N had a plan in mind. Was it a good one? Was it a bad one? Matheus didn't know, and quite frankly...

He was too afraid to ask.

Matheus: ["Uh... Sure thing, Major, sir! What may I help you with?"]

[𝟐𝟎𝟑𝐫𝐝 𝐀𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐚𝐥 𝐌𝐚𝐠𝐞 𝐁𝐚𝐭𝐭𝐚𝐥𝐢𝐨𝐧 - 𝟐𝐧𝐝 𝐂𝐨𝐦𝐩𝐚𝐧𝐲 𝐂𝐨𝐦𝐦𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐫]
[𝐅𝐢𝐫𝐬𝐭 𝐋𝐢𝐞𝐮𝐭𝐞𝐧𝐚𝐧𝐭 - 𝐌𝐚𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐮𝐬 𝐉𝐨𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐧 𝐖𝐞𝐢𝐬𝐬]

Y/N: ["I need some paperwork done while I work on... Another mission"] Y/N's smirk widened along with his eyes for a small second ["I have something planned for Lt. Colonel Degurechaff, and I'm sure that she'll appreciate it"]

Matheus: ["V- Very well, then, sir! I'll get into it at once"] Matheus said with a small salute before he started walking away ["Such a scary face...!!!"]

Y/N: ["Scary face...? Scary... Scared... Scared of.... Me..."]

As Matheus left the room, Y/N stood there, alone, and unmoving. His head was dropped with the hat shadowing his face. One could only see his mouth in the visible light, and soon, his lips parted into a gigantic smirk. Slowly, this smirk only widened, showing Y/N's teeth as he chuckled, keeping his shadowed face. The sharpest smirk possible soon turned into a laugh, as Y/N threw his head back, showing his fangs.

Y/N: ["I just had the perfect idea~..."]

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->[𝐒𝐞𝐩𝐭𝐞𝐦𝐛𝐞𝐫 - 𝐔𝐧𝐢𝐟𝐢𝐞𝐝 𝐘𝐞𝐚𝐫 𝟏𝟗𝟐𝟓]<-
[𝐈𝐦𝐩𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐚𝐥 𝐂𝐚𝐩𝐢𝐭𝐚𝐥 𝐁𝐞𝐫𝐮𝐧 - 𝐈𝐦𝐩𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐚𝐥 𝐒𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐠𝐢𝐜 𝐇𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐪𝐮𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐬]

With a small sigh, the man removed his glasses, putting them down before rubbing his temples. It had been a long day, and finally, he could rest, since it was lunch time. He sat on the table of the Strategic HQ's dining room, resting his head against his table. Reaching for his breast pocket, the man took out a cigar, gently placing it in his lips. As he grasped the lighter, he was about to light the cigar up, fate, however...

Had someone knocking at the door.

With a small sigh, he stood up, removing the cigarette from his lips and putting it back inside its pack. As he reached the door, he opened it, and was about to speak until he saw the Demon Gargoyle standing at the door. A shiver ran down his spine as he glanced at the boy's signature smirk plastered across his face. His straight pose, and the hands behind his back, while he also carried his MG-42 strapped to his back.

Erich: ["L/N...?"]

[𝐒𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐠𝐲 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐎𝐩𝐞𝐫𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐬]
[𝐂𝐨𝐥𝐨𝐧𝐞𝐥 - 𝐄𝐫𝐢𝐜𝐡 𝐕𝐨𝐧 𝐑𝐞𝐫𝐮𝐠𝐞𝐧]

Y/N: ["Good day, Colonel Erich, sir! I hope you're having a pleasant evening"] Y/N greeted the man with his eye closed, and a large smirk on his face ["And I sure hope that I'm not bothering you. What do you say about the two us eating together for the day?"]

Erich had a really  bad feeling about this...

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Y/N: ["Unfortunately for the both of us, he didn't settle down, and took the first swing..."]

Erich sat in front of Y/N, who had his eye closed as he shrugged, having just told the tale of what happened in the shop. As much as Erich wanted to, he still couldn't believe that the man was the one who took the first swing, and to a certain degree, he was right. Y/N could have easily taken down his enemy with a single strike, or even knocked him out with a hold in a total of 7 Seconds. But... Where is the fun in that?

Erich: ["I see... It's unfortunate that the situation escalated like that. I'm glad that no one but the assailant got hurt, though"] Erich said, having some sweat running down his cheek as he nervously glared at Y/N ["A warmonger like him could never settle down so calmly like that. He's up to something, I know it!"]

Y/N: ["On the other hand, the owner was kind enough to willingly give me their most expensive chocolates as a thanks"] Y/N said after gently cleaning the sides of his mouth, opening his eye with a large smile ["I'm sure that the Lieutenant Colonel Degurechaff would highly appreciate then!"]

Erich: ["The two of you seem really close... That is an important bond to have in the field"] Erich swallows dry, gently pushing his glasses up with his eyes now narrowed ["I heard that the two of you fighting together are the strongest mages in the Empire"]

Y/N: ["Oh, you honor me, sir. But I believe that you're overestimating my abilities. I'm far from being the strongest one out there"] Y/N once again laughed as he gently crossed his arms, already having finished his food ["But yes, you're right. The Lt. Colonel and I are close. Very close..."]

Erich: ["Is there anything going on between yo-"]

Y/N: ["Say, this is some quality wine you have, sir. Only the best for the superiors, I imagine"] Y/N calmly said, holding a wine cup between his fingers, gently swaying it ["Where can I buy this? It really is some top-tier, and tasty flavor, I imagine that my soldiers would appreciate it"]

Erich: ["... Yes, Screaming Eagle's wine production really is the best. Explains why it's the most expensive in the world"] A bit ticked off by Y/N cutting him, Erich continued, deciding that it was too dangerous to press further ["Unfortunately, it is out of season. I believe that they'll only produce more of it next year..."]

Y/N: ["Oh is that so? Humm, what a shame. I was really looking forward to it. But it's fortunate, since I already spend all of my salary"] Y/N once again laughed, throwing his head back after he took a sip from his wine glass ["I doubt that I would have enough money to buy these types of things anyway..."]

Erich: ["You've... Already spent all of your salary?"] Erich asked in pure, wide-eyed shock and surprise ["But you received it yesterday! What could have you possibly spent it on?"]

Y/N: ["You see, since the government can't buy them, I decided myself to buy parts of foreign armors for Adelheid to study"] Y/N calmly said, opening his [E/C]-colored eye, and staring towards Erich with a large smirk ["Into the research for two weapons, I call them: The Sjögren Shotgun and the M1918 Browning Automatic Rifle, or BAR, if you prefer"] Y/N gently laughed, closing his eye once again with a hearty and innocent giggle ["Said Shotgun is effective and easy to reload, as for the BAR, it shoots .30-06!"]

Erich: ["?! An Automatic Rifle shooting .30-06 Rounds?!"]

Y/N: ["It's literally a full-auto M1 Garand. I believe our enemies use something similar..."] Y/N calmly admits, taking yet another sip from his glass of wine before he opened his eye ["So I brought it upon myself to buy these parts from them under a fake name"]

Erich: ["He's admitting to have committed such a crime with so calmess on his voice?! And spending all of his money on weapons..."] Erich swallows dry, his eyes trembling as he feels Y/N staring deep into his very own soul ["Such dangerous and inhumane weapons, too! He might be young, but..."] Erich could feel the pressure. Not one of a human, but one of a Devil. 

Erich: ["Has he no regard for human life?! This pressure alone is making me feel sick... I need to get him out of here"] Erich thought as Y/N remained in the same stance, his smirk only widening by the second ["If you wish, you can take one of the bottles of the HQ. I'm sure that they would understand..."]

Y/N: ["Oh goodness gracious, I'm flattered, but I simply cannot accept"] Y/N merely said with an innocent smile, standing up ["A bottle of the world's most expensive wine? I'm not worthy of such a thing"]

Erich: ["Don't be so light on yourself... He's playing games with me!!!"] Erich narrowed his trembling eyes, gritting his teeth ["I'm sure that they'd understand. I'm certain you're deserving of it... I'll go get it..."]

Erich stood up, glancing at Y/N and never once taking his eyes off of him while the boy merely sipped more of the wine. A smirk spread across his face once Erich turned around, and his eye opened. From its usual [E/C] color, it glowed a purplish-[E/C] for a moment. Gently, Y/N tilted his head back, and the glass along with it. Downing the remaining of the wine into a single large gulp before he set it down.

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[𝐔𝐧𝐢𝐟𝐢𝐞𝐝 𝐘𝐞𝐚𝐫 𝟏𝟗𝟐𝟓 - 𝐈𝐦𝐩𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐚𝐥 𝐂𝐚𝐩𝐢𝐭𝐚𝐥 𝐁𝐞𝐫𝐮𝐧]
->[𝟐𝟎𝟑𝐫𝐝 𝐀𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐚𝐥 𝐌𝐚𝐠𝐞 𝐁𝐚𝐭𝐭𝐚𝐥𝐢𝐨𝐧 𝐇𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐪𝐮𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐬]<-

Y/N: ["I'm manipulating people so well that even Aizen would be impressed~...♪"]

Y/N calmly hummed in his head as he entered the place with the wine bottle in hand. Cracking his neck from side-to-side he turned around, gaining a smirk as he closed the door. His plan was set into motion as he walked upstairs, along the way, gaining some small glances from his soldiers. And so, once he reached his and Tanya's room, Y/N peaked inside, making sure that the girl wasn't in the place, before he smirked.

And so, his plan was set into motion.

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Tanya sighed once she opened the room, gently rubbing her forehead. She stopped once she saw Y/N standing there with a large smirk on his face. Tanya's eyes narrowed and her teeth gritted for a moment. She stepped forward, grasping Y/N by his shirt before pulling him down, standing on her tip-toes. Glaring at him, she drew breath to start screaming, but stopped when she saw him holding something.

Two boxes. Her trembling eyes glared up at Y/N, who had his eye closed and a sweet smile on his face. Tanya merely groweld, picking the boxes from his hands and turning around. Y/N stood there, both hands behind his back and a serene smile on his lips. And so, once Tanya opened the boxes, her eyes went wide. Inside them she saw a large varieties of chocolates, which caused her eyes to sparkle in amazement.

Y/N: ["... Hey. I know that isn't a lot, and I did bail out, but... It's so I could get those things"] Y/N said with a small laugh, rubbing the back of his head with an embarrassed smile ["... I mean, you are you. I wouldn't be surprised if you remembered what day is today..."]

Tanya: ["... 1 Year, huh? Tsc, I still haven't forgotten what you did back... In front of everyone"] Remembering their first kiss, Tanya growled, glancing away with red cheeks ["Listen... You do realize that you didn't need to do that, right?"]

Y/N: ["We barely have days like this where we have little work, let alone days off like tomorrow..."] Y/N shrugs his shoulders, gently stepping closer to Tanya with a smile ["So it's better to celebrate while we can, don't you think so? Together~..."]

Tanya: ["And you went as far as to get Screaming Eagles..."]

Tanya gently sighed, glancing away from Y/N as she gently closed her eyes before stepping forward. Grasping his shirt in her hand again, she pulled him down while standing on her tip-toes once more. But instead of glaring at each other, their eyes closed as they inched forward ever-so-slightly. And once again, the warmth feeling spreaded across both of their lips, a slightly-familiar feeling that they felt a lot.

Tanya: ["... I hate just how much I agree with you. You big idiot..."] Tanya sighed, closing her eyes and gently burying her face against his chest ["... The first of many"]

Y/N: ["What was that-"]

Tanya: ["Nothing! I didn't say anything! You didn't hear anything!"] Tanya instantly breaks the hug, glancing away from Y/N with red cheeks ["... This is your payback for what I did back at the desert, isn't it?"]

Y/N: ["Woaaaaah! I can't show my love and appreciation for my girlfriend without her thinking this is all a plan to get revenge!"] Y/N faked a hurt tone, gently squeezing his own chest, putting a hand where he heart was while fakely sobbing ["... Maybe?"]

Tanya: ["... You're lucky that you're cute"]

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[Published in - 08/31/21]
[Word Count - 8.140]

Hey, it's me, ya boi.

I apologize that this chapter came a bit late. I passed out on my keyboard due to how drunk I was, and the hangover made it a bit hard to write. So... I apologize for the slightly-rushed ending there. As for why there isn't so much romance, well... I don't think that Tanya really is the type of character for too much of these things. You know, clingy, too much PDA/Public Display of Affection... This type of stuff. So, yeah!

Nonetheless, I hope you enjoyed it. And remember! This isn't the end!
Season 2 will drop soon, baby! And you bet that along with it, this will also return!