Blaidd x Male Reader

Nokron, The Eternal City

"What the..." Blaidd looks at the Mimic Tear, and then at you, "I don't know how I feel about this..."

You stare in awe as a perfect copy of you is standing before you, the same armor, the same weapon, the same everything. You scoff at the sight before charging forward, the Mimic Tear does the same. It copies your exact movements and causes the both of you to clash swords.

You back step towards Blaidd, "What the hell is this? It's literally just me."

"Yeah it's... Odd..."

As the two of you come up with a strategy to fight the copy of you, the Mimic Tear gets tired of waiting and begins to act on it's own. It charges at the both of you, catching you off guard. You endure a couple hits before dodging to the side, Blaidd kicks the tear back before running over to you.

"Are you okay??" His face is concerned, it's the most worry you've seen in his face so far.

"Don't worry about me! Focus on the enemy!" You grip onto your sword and shield as you charge back at the Mimic Tear.

The two of you struggle to trade hits against one another as it copies your every move. Blaidd realizes what's going on and attacks from behind as you distract it. He lands a couple of hits before the Mimic Tear rolls away, you chase after it and lock swords once more. Blaidd follows close behind, the Mimic Tear notices this and picks up some dirt from the ground. It tosses it into the eyes of Blaidd.

"GRAGHH!" Blaidd holds his eyes as he stumbles backwards.

You charge forward and attack the Mimic Tear, the both of you scramble with one another until your weapons are knocked away. Blaidd rubs his eyes and finally opens them to see two unarmed Y/N's, the only problem... Who the hell is the real one?

"Shit uh..."  Blaidd looks at you and the Mimic with his sword gripped tightly.

You point at the Mimic as it points at you, "IT'S HIM!" The Mimic Tear yells out as well, you snap your head towards it, "YOU CAN TALK?!"

Blaidd is met with a dilemma, he doesn't know what to do or how to solve this. You and the Mimic tear bicker back and forth about which one is real, the yelling is starting to get to Blaidd's head as he groans.

"ENOUGH! I KNOW WHO IT IS!" Blaidd readies his sword and raises it up, "IT'S YOU!"

You close your eyes in anticipation as he slashes down his sword. You slowly open them to see that he sliced the Mimic Tear in half. It slowly slides apart before falling into a pool of it's own innards.

A huge grin appears on your face as you celebrate, "Blaidd! How the hell did you tell?"

He shrugs, "I was going to slash at both of you, I've dabbled in a couple of healing incantations," He puts his sword away on his back before wiping his hands, "You would've been fine, I'm basically a doctor."

You look at Blaidd dumbfounded as he speaks with confidence, "B-Basically?.."

The two of you catch your breath before continuing on into a small forested area, and to the left of it all, the main part of Nokron.

Blaidd smiles as he spots the place with the artifact he's looking for,  "Look! Y/N! It's in that giant throne!"

You notice the concerningly large corpse that sits on it, "The one with the skeleton?.."

"What other giant throne do you see in this place?" Blaidd rolls his eyes with a smile before taking your hand, "Now cmon, we've no time to waste!"

"W-Woah!" You're yanked with Blaidd as he begins to run across the rooftops of the city.

The two of you maneuver your way through the buildings and down into the Main Street, you're both tired of constantly fighting these Silver Tears so you quickly run past them and into the throne. You find a chest that glows gently, something powerful is inside of it.

Blaidd walks forward and approaches it, "I swear to Marika if it's another damned medallion..." He gets on his knees and pushes the chest open.

He spots the artifact that Ranni is after, a small black dagger that seems to have pieces of flesh attached to it. It's a disturbing artifact of blasphemy, but Blaidd seems to be ecstatic about it all. He turns to you with a huge smile on his face.

"Y/N IT'S REAL!" He cheers out with joy.

You shield yourself as you try not to get hit with the blade he's waving around like nothing. After a small moment of joy, the both of you take the transporter back up and rest by a nearby Site of Grace to plan your next move.

"Ranni needs this blade to kill her fingers, only then shall she be truly free." Blaidd examines the blade as he talks.

Something doesn't sit right with you, "She's going to cut off her hand?"

"No you DOLT, her guide! Her fingers! The one that guides you and every other potential Lord!"

You're taken aback a bit before giving off a small and nervous laugh, "Well excuse me, Ranni gave me some wolves and then called me a good boy. I have no idea what's going on in these lands..."

Blaidd shakes his head as he carefully puts the blade away, "I'm just messing with you, don't worry about it."

The both of you enjoy the tender moment of silence between you, despite being underground, a faint breeze brushes through the nearby leaves of the trees. The calming atmosphere is somewhat romantic, if only you had a lover that is.

Blaidd breaks the moment by standing up and offering you his hand, "We've spent long enough here, we better get back to Ranni, she's waiting."

A wave of disappointment washes over you, you were enjoying the nice environment with Blaidd but duty calls I suppose. You grab his hand and he lifts you up to your feet, "You're right, to Ranni's Rise it is..."