Emperor and Dragon ( A Black Clover Fanfiction)

"Are you done yet? Spade soldiers will be here soon enough."

"So? If they come I'll kill them all too." A village on Spade's side of the Spade/New Alverez border lies in ruin, many buildings were burned down or not far from it. At the center of it all, a tired little old mage watched as a man messily devoured the corpse of a dragon. He had long wild dark blue hair and his dark muscular body was covered in tribal-looking markings of a similar color. He was barefoot wearing only a long black ragged cloak and tattered pants were held up by a sash.

"Lord Acnologia, we should hurry and-" The old mage was barely missed by a massive blast of raw magic power.

"I'm eating," the dragon slayer went back to his meal.

"It's bad enough he we're in Spade territory but did you have to kill the villagers who tried to thank you for saving them from that dragon?" Acnologia ignored him. "(Of course he doesn't care about villagers) I know eating dragon flesh and bathing in their blood makes dragon slayers stronger, but it can't be necessary to hunt down and kill every dragon you see?"

"One day I'm going to kill every dragon in this world. The ones working for Spriggan too, but those who don't only serve the purpose of ensuring my growth sooner…otherwise they'll join that Clover dragon's side."

"Very astute observation Lord Ac-" He was incinerated by another blast.

"Don't patronize me…Spriggan's attendants are annoying. Told him to stop sending them with me…When this is all over, I'll enjoy killing him the most" Acnologia wiped his mouth and stood up seeing he was surrounded by an entire force of demonized mages on flying brooms with grimoires ready. Red and ash demons accompanied them in droves

"ACNOLOGIA! You know this is Spade territory! Is this New Alvarez declaring war?!" One of the soldiers asked and received no response. "No answer? It doesn't matter since you're here, I'll present your corpse to the top brass and no doubt receive a great reward. I bet we'll all get big promotions after this boys!" Unknowing of the terror that is the black dragon of the apocalypse, the Spade mages, and demons attacked in full force with all kinds of magic. When each and every spell disappeared into Acnologia's mouth, they were all frozen in terror as his magic power continued to grow. "We don't stand a chance against this thing!" Even though the leader realized this after their first move, it was still to late. "EVERYONE GET AWAY!" Those were his last words as Acnologia snatched his head off with his bare hand. The rest realized they were in deep shit and fled every which way. Watching them fly away Acnologia launched the head at another mage killing him on impact and going on through several demons. Another was ripped in two before he could register the deaths of his comrades. Armor-like scales appeared on Acnologia as he grew into a great black western dragon with the same blue markings, beady yellow eyes and a large blade-like tail. The dragon showed no emotion only exuding pure malice and destruction. The last thing the spade soldiers heard was a blood curdling, ear splitting roar before he hunted them all down and slaughtered them in seconds. The ruins of that village were just a smoldering chasm when the dragon flew away.

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"It's not often that you call me away from my work." Sosuke Aizen presented himself before the king of the Diamond Kingdom and his council of advisors. He showed no fear in the face of the golden ruler even daring to look him in the eye with a confident smirk. "How can I be of service, Lord Gilgamesh?" Gilgamesh glared hatefully at him for a second. He felt disrespected by the way Aizen often looked at him so smugly showing very little respect outside of honeyed words, but he was as powerful an enemy as he was valuable as an asset. His works on the soul were boasting phenomenal results for his soldiers and the way he reevaluated the uses of magic made creating elite mages far more efficient. Due to his innovations, the barbaric process of creating dual magic-wielding mages was made much more humane and his own military prowess allowed them to train much better. It pained him to admit it but Aizen was far too useful to just dispose of. Just as Gilgamesh dismissed his anger Aizen turned to walk away "If all you wanted was just to look at me I'll be taking my leave."

"Tch! I did not give you permission to leave mongrel!" A golden portal opened up next to Gilgamesh sending a sword flying straight at Aizen, who merely caught it between two fingers and snapped it in half.

"Careful your highness, my ambitions may not lie in this battle of hegemony, but I am in no way inferior to the likes of you. Do not forget, I am a Shinigami not one of your human subjects."

"I do not care what you are, you will do well to mind your manners in my presence."

"Is that so?" They both held up a hand towards each other unknowing of what kind of attack the other would unleash. The heavy tension had everyone present nervous for their own safety, they stared at the floor sweating bullets.

"This kingdom would not survive a clash between you two," fearlessly walking in between the two of them was one lone person. They had a youthful appearance that lied perfectly between handsome and beautiful, so much so you couldn't tell if they were a man or woman. Light green hair flowed down to their lower back. They wore only a plain white tunic and white pants. Both Gilgamesh and Aizen looked at the new arrival with enough respect to stand down.

"(The right hand and sole friend of the king…Enkidu. Their body's constitution is a mystery as if handcrafted by the gods themselves. If only I could use it in my research. Still to be one of the heroes summoned into Gilgamesh's army, Enkidu is just as dangerous if not more so than he.)" With an unchanging expression Aizen sized Enkidu up before taking a step back.

"Finally you've arrived. Why are you late Enkidu?" Gilgamesh asked sharply but his eyes show he didn't care as much about Enkidu's trespasses.

"My apologies for being late Gil. I found these on the way back to the palace." Enkidu pulled out several bloody headbands with metal forehead protectors. Everyone in the room immediately recognized what they were.

"That symbol! The hidden ninja village in Clover!"

"Hage has already infiltrated the kingdom?!"

"If Enkidu was able to collect this many, how many more are still in hiding!?"

Gilgamesh quickly got tired of hearing their panic instead of presenting a solution "shut up you fools!" His outburst called all of their attention but they all knew not to meet his gaze (besides Aizen and Enkidu). "I summoned you all for this very reason. "It is clear that my biggest opposition in uniting this world under one flag is that Pendragon boy from Clover. Though he may not be king he already carries the air of a sovereign above his peers, therefore our battle is inevitable. I want that particular usurper dead as soon as possible."

"(Interesting. I might get to give 'them' some field experience sooner than I thought…)" Aizen laughed to himself as they prepared for war.

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"What is this huge old bastard made of?!"

"He's strong as hell!"

"We have to leave it up to master, we'd only be in his way." A group of Magnus' sect swordsman had been called to deal with someone who was rampaging in diners because the booze wasn't to his liking. As the mission suggested he was plenty strong enough to pressure them all at once.

Standing tall against the group of swordsmen was a massive man (at least six meters) wielding a great naginata. Despite the wear and tear of age, he had sturdy facial features most notably a wide white crescent-shaped mustache. His bare chest showed many battle scars accumulated from countless fierce battles (none of which were added today), and the look in his eyes matched that of an indomitable warrior who has seen many battlefields. A jolly roger with bones forming a cross behind a skull sporting his same mustache was emblazoned on the coat draped over his shoulders.

His opponent? None other than the young Peak master Rin. A teenager with short black hair parted to the right, thick eyelashes framed his disdainful but vibrant looking teal eyes. Tall and lean he donned not only the white and gold Daoist robes of the Heavenly sword sect but the white overcoat of a peak master. Like the giant enemy before him his glare was that of a battlefield veteran. They watched each other intently with their weapons at the ready, both waiting for the slightest of openings.

The giant old man rushed first and swung his naginata down, threatening to split the boy in half. A perfectly timed quickdraw blocked the attack, the shock caused a great tremor to spread across the battlefield felling nearby trees. Sword and naginata clashed again and again in a furious trade of metal. The old man's immense strength sent Rin flying, before he could compose himself midair the shadow of the glaive was already overhead.

"Shit!" Rin could barely block as he was slammed down to the ground with immense force kicking up a huge cloud of dust. Just as he landed a short distance away from Rin, the old man deflected several flying cuts. Rin burst out of the cloud of smoke following right behind the last cut, but the naginata was already coming down again. "Nature sword art; Flowing river blade." The strange but fluid path that his sword followed curved past the naginata gracefully, landing a cut on the old man's chest.

"He got him!" One of the disciples cheered.

"As expected of the Nature style, which even Kirsch based his personal style on!"

"Lukewarm fools…" The cheering pissed Rin off a little bit. It was just one hit, and a shallow one at that. He reasoned the giant was able to read his attack with the use of high-level observation haki. Armament haki clearly protected him as his blackened chest returned to normal color.

"You were able to scratch me? Gurararararara!" The weird laugh confirmed it for Rin. "Very good! It makes me proud to see such promising youth in the world!" Raising his naginata it turned solid black as armament haki covered the blade. "Keep it up if you can!" His next swing released a shockwave that tore up the ground and reached high enough to part the clouds.

Facing the wave of destruction Rin held his sword out in front of him with both hands "Nature sword style; parting the clouds" A rising slash countered the old man's attack. When the storm of destruction stopped, he was standing on the sole patch of grass in the shockwave's path. Even though that last attack did significant damage to Rin, he refused to show any signs of weakness. Attacking head-on Rin failed to hit the old man several times, he proved to be surprisingly agile for his great size.

"(Cheeky brat! He's aiming for only my vital points)" The old man thought while defending. Pushing Rin back with another powerful swing of his naginata he clenched his free left hand tight as if charging a devastating attack up.

"(That stance…I've seen it before)" recalling Iori's fight with Galileo at the sect he remembered the power of Galileo's rumbling. "I won't let you use that!" Rushing up to the old man, he realized that no energy of any kind had actually gathered in his hand, for whatever reason he couldn't summon the rumbling power they both thought he'd use. Even more confident knowing the old man wasted his move Rin attacked with greater speed and force.

"(It still won't work? I'm going to kill that little shit Teach when I find him.)" He quickly gave up the attack and used his haki to push Rin back. Refusing to be blown away so easily Rin swung again focusing his sword intent on one point managing a deeper cut on the old man's shoulder before tumbling backward smashing through several trees.

Stopping himself by planting his sword in the ground Rin advanced again. He knew another highly destructive attack was coming if he didn't act fast. "Nature style secret technique; falling rain" he leaped high in the air and cold air washed over the battlefield. However, it had nothing to do with the weather. Killing intent rained down as Rin's sword thrust was lost in the countless swords materializing around him.

"Is that all you got brat! You're a hundred years too early to beat me!" Flexing all the muscles in his body he leaped headfirst into the rain of swords, his haki intensified vastly crawling across his weapon. One mighty swing of his naginata was accompanied by an overwhelming pressure as deep as the sea. When they met devastating sparks flew everywhere as the rain of swords clashed violently with the wall of haki. The destruction rained down everywhere destroying their surroundings indiscriminately, Rin's disciples were forced to retreat to a safe distance. When all was said and done, they both landed on their feet, however, Rin received noticeably more damage. He was covered in blood and his robes were shredded up, but he stood strong. Across the field, it was the old man who started coughing violently and spitting up blood. To his surprise, he looked up to see Rin sheathing his sword and walking away. "Where do you think you're going brat!?" He forced himself to rise up.

"This is my loss for not noticing the weakened state you're in. You're not coughing from my attack and you can't even use all of your abilities, yet you're still that strong. I want to fight you again when you're better."

"Gurarararara! You're taking pity on an old man? How admirable."

"The opposite, not many are worth my respect."

"Such arrogance, what's your name brat."

"Itoshi, Rin Itoshi."

"Rin Itoshi? I'll do well to remember it."

"By the way the best doctors around are in Hage. See you around White stache." With that Rin started off again.

"It's Whitebeard!"

"Got it." Rin waved without looking back and just like that he and his disciples were gone.

"Hage huh…interesting."

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Elsewhere Galileo and Tobirama lie face down in the dirt bruised, battered, and bloody. Madara stood over them looking relatively unharmed. "Abysmal teamwork, I expected better from the both of you," Madara sighed. "Maybe you were meant to stay in Magnus and Hashirama's shadows forever." Both sprung up immediately fighting mad.

"Don't you dare mock me Uchiha!"

"Yeah, piss off Madara!"

"Oh you still have some fight in you?"