#akechi muse

I cosplayed my boy today.

Starter For: @silver-strings-of-fate

Goro took the small white tea cup into his gloved hand, bringing the glass up to his lips. His body tenses when the dark, hot liquid caressed and nearly burnt his skin. He puckered his lips, releasing a breath to try and cool off the coffee before taking a small amount into his mouth. The flavor exploded against his tongue. He couldn't help but raise his eyebrows as he took one more sip before placing it back down into it's saucer.

"My. I believe you've gotten better at brewing. Sojiro-san must be so proud to have a pupil such as you." the detective prince said, flashing a soft smile.

"𝒴𝑜𝓊 𝒶𝓇𝑒 𝓉𝒽𝑒 𝓉𝓇𝒶𝓈𝒽 𝑜𝒻 𝓈𝑜𝒸𝒾𝑒𝓉𝓎. 𝐼 𝓌𝒾𝓁𝓁 𝓀𝒾𝓁𝓁 𝓎𝑜𝓊! 𝒟𝑒𝓈𝓉𝓇𝑜𝓎 𝓎𝑜𝓊! 𝒞𝓇𝓊𝓈𝒽 𝓎𝑜𝓊...! 𝒯𝑒𝒶𝓂𝓂𝒶𝓉𝑒𝓈 𝒶𝓇𝑒 𝓃𝑜𝓉𝒽𝒾𝓃𝑔 𝒷𝓊𝓉 𝓉𝓇𝒶𝓈𝒽!"

ɪɴᴅɪᴇ ɢᴏʀᴏ ᴀᴋᴇᴄʜɪ ʀᴘ ʙʟᴏɢ

ꜱᴇᴍɪ ꜱᴇʟᴇᴄᴛɪᴠᴇ & ʟɪᴛᴇʀᴀᴛᴇ ᴏɴʟʏ

ᴍᴜᴍ ɪꜱ 18+

That Akira was in awe was an understatement. The man? just materialized behind the other boy ‘Robin Hood’ he never had seen anything like it…it looked like something ripped straight out of a comic book. It paid him no mind but the guards of this place were destroyed in seconds dissolving in black smoke. He didn’t have time to react when the last one came at him. It knocked him to the ground knocking off his glasses in the process. He scooted backwards reaching for something anything to defend himself with.

He found nothing. His school bag just had his books and some pencils and he could tell it would do nothing against this thing. He squeezed his eyes shut putting his hands up to half heartedly protect himself when he heard a voice.

‘Going to give up this easily? What about your justice?’ The voice was like his own but deeper more modulated.

Instead of answering he got to his feet wind whipping around him throwing the shadow away.

“No I’m not ready to give up not yet” he said.

‘Very well I have heeded your resolve’ the voice answered as a spike of pain went through Akira’s head. He held it crying out as the voice continued.

“Vow to me. I am thou, thou art I... Thou who art willing to perform all sacrilegious acts for thine own justice! Call upon my name, and release thy rage! Show the strength of thy will to ascertain all on thine own, though thou be chained to Hell itself!”

Something had covered his face something that he had to get off…now. He reached up and tugged. It didn’t come loose so he tugged again throwing the mask to the ground.

It turned into blue fire that surrounded him.

‘Call upon my name release thy rage’

“Come Arséne!”

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Akechi watched the spectical from behind his own mask now. His arms crossed as he watched the shadow knock the boy to the ground. He couldn’t help his lips from turning upward slightly into a smile. He was just about to jump in with Robin until something happened. His crimson eyes staring at the figure the boy just released. His smile grew wider. 

“So you are special after all” he mused to himself as he watched the red and black figure appear. The boys clothes also changed. All black. The complete counter to his own. He would have to keep an eye on this boy. He wasn’t going to let some random Persona user foil his plans. 

After the last shadow had been defeated by the boy Akechi walked towards him, clapping his hands as he did so. 

“You really are...” he started to say but stopped himself. No. He wasn’t going to give him too much information. Not yet. 

“It seems you’ve awakened to your true self. We call it...a Persona.” he said as a matter of factly. He knew the other was going to have more questions, but everything in due time would be revealed. 

“I do apoligize but it isn’t safe here for a new user. Although, it seems you could be a natural. If you venture here again...” Akechi said as he thought of his next words. He was going to use him to his advantage, so he hoped the other would heed his advice. 

“Try not to die.” he said before walking past the other and vanished, leaving Mementos and back to the real world. 

Once Akechi made it back to his apartment flat in Kichijoji he pulled out a chair and leaned back, his head relaxing all the way back so his hair was off his face. He thought about the boy and his Persona. He couldn’t help but feel a sting of disappointment. Up until that point Akechi had never met another Persona user, much less one with so much potentinal. Akechi thought himself special, but it was not proven that it may not have been the case. His eyebrows nitting in the center of his forehead. He sighed deeply.