⎯ The Divine of Judgment⎯ || BSD x Reader

Only a Diamond Can Polish a Diamond | 052 |

Rimbaud has managed to enclose Chuuya's leg in a constricting hyperspace that seems to be causing immense pain and discomfort. The sight is so shocking that she momentarily averts her focus from the previous boss, unable to process the severity of the situation. She didn't know why, but seeing him in such pain caused her heart to ache, and she felt a sudden urge to help him, even though she knew it was beyond her capabilities as a mere observer. 

"[Y/n]!" As Dazai shouted out to her, his voice echoed through the hyperspace, carrying with it a sense of urgency and determination. The sound of his voice was sharp and commanding, commanding [Y/n] to focus and bring forth the full power of her abilities. "Ability: The Divine of Judgment." 

A glowing light emanated from [Y/n], swirling around like a tornado, as [Y/n] summoned the power of the divine to pass judgment upon the wicked. The light intensified, blinding all who dared to look upon it, as [Y/n] spoke with a voice that shook the very foundations of the earth. Above her, a halo of unblinking eyes materialized above her head. The vast collection of eyes seemed to be watching and judging every soul in the vicinity, leaving no room for escape from the divine judgment that was about to be passed. 

Chuuya's curiosity got the best of him as he stared at the eerie display, but Dazai quickly warned him not to make direct eye contact with the eyes. "The consequences could be dire," he said. The halo of eyes turned towards Rimbaud, their irises beginning to glow with intense, vibrant light. As the light grew brighter, powerful rays shot out from the eyes, aimed at the cubes that held them captive. 

The cubes began to tremble and shake under the onslaught, cracks forming in their surfaces. Rimbaud's eyes widened as he realized the full force of [Y/n]'s power. "What is this?" he exclaimed, his voice trembling. "In response to Rimbaud's words, [Y/n] let out a small, disapproving sound. A hint of annoyance crept into her voice as she said, "Is that the best you've got?" [Y/n] spoke, her eyes unblinking and staring holes into his very soul.

As Rimbaud's eyes met the piercing stares of the divine eyes of judgment, a shudder of dread crept up his spine. The feeling of utter vulnerability was almost unbearable as he felt as though he was being stripped bare, his very soul laid bare for all to see. 

[Y/n]'s eyes seemed to burn with fierce determination as she continued to use her ability, the halo of eyes above her head pulsing with energy. She had no intention of letting Rimbaud escape his punishment for his past crimes. Dazai watched the scene with a knowing gaze, understanding the true power of Y's ability. "She's not one to be messed with," he whispered to Chuuya. "Let's stay out of her way." In the blink of an eye, Rimbaud's fingers moved across the air, weaving together intricate patterns that were invisible to the naked eye, swirling and churning.

With a deftness that belied his age, he summoned several shimmering hyperspaces around [Y/n], surrounding her in a protective cube. As he worked, he could feel the eyes of judgment bearing down upon them, their power intensifying with each passing moment. He knew that they were searching for a weakness, looking for a way to penetrate his defenses and render him powerless. 

Meanwhile, standing undaunted amidst the chaos caused by Rimbaud's hyperspace. The ground around him was left in ruins, completely shattered and cracked open, as if it had been subjected to the force of a powerful explosion. Despite the destruction, Chuuya remained unharmed. "You soaked up the impact by increasing your mass?" Rimbaud's eyes widened slightly as he questioned, his voice filled with a hint of curiosity.

"Hey." Chuuya spoke, "Want me to tell you why I was keeping both my hands tucked away until now?" As Chuuya pulled his hands from his pockets, time seemed to slow down, and every movement he made felt heavy and deliberate. Chuuya's aura flared up, and the air around him became thick with energy as he stretched his hands out from his pockets, revealing the full extent of his power. "I thought that if I ever felt like I was about to lose, that feeling might give me a reason to be fond of my humanity." His eyes gleamed with fierce determination.