Fate/Outer Code: Type-Andromeda (Nasuverse x OP!Male Reader)

Chapter 14: Slash Emperor

Moon Battlefield

The first thing (Y/N) noticed about the Ultimate One of Venus was that it was hot. Very hot.

No, not the "Gal Gadot laying naked on the hood of a Lamborghini" metaphorical kind of hot. The "hotter than lava" literal kind of hot.

It spoke volumes that he could feel the sheer heat in the cold embrace of outer space.

The second thing he noticed was that Type-Venus... wasn't particularly smart or had a special gimmick other than being a gigantic plant-like angel.

He lazily avoided a swat from a building-sized hand, which he proceeded to punch out of existence... only for it to regenerate as if nothing had happened.

(Y/N): Oh, OF COURSE it regenerates. Wa-hoo for a new punching bag! Yo, Knight, what's up with this thing being so boring to fight?!

He looked at the Grand Saber, who was busy severing the right hand, which regenerated in seconds. That was an annoyance.

Edem: It's because it lacks a mind and we're fighting it in space! It's an invasion-type parasitic being, so it is at its weakest without any planet to invade!

Shinketsu: Huh. He really doesn't take chances with these things.

(Y/N): Who cares? Imma kill it now!

He made a mad dash towards the head and punched it straight where the mouth would be. As expected, he punched the head clean off its shoulders, only for it to simply regenerate its district sized head in a matter of seconds.

(Y/N): Geez, that's some regeneration it has.

Edem: Remember, it has to be granted the concept of death first for it to truly die!

(Y/N): Oh, right, I forgot that things don't die when killed in this place. 

Shinketsu: That seems to be a trend here, yeah.

Edem: Focus!

(Y/N): Oh, right. Wonder how Mistress is handling things down there. Probably being creepy or something.

_______________________________

Manaka had quite a bit of work to do while her Servant was busy battling aliens. (She stopped trying to make sense of these rare sentences long ago.)

First, she had to locate another Master and make use of his Servant. Once again, instant knowledge and infinite mana were a boon to her as she located him immediately.

Manaka: You don't look so good, Mr. Matou.

She had appeared right in front of the sickly man, who was on the rooftop of a building overlooking the river. He did a double-take at her sudden arrival.

Kariya: What the?! You're-

Manaka: The eighth Master, yes. I have an errand for you and Berserker if we're going to kill that thing.

Kariya: Why should I listen to you?

Manaka: Hmm... Well, how about we make a fair trade? You use Berserker, and I'll make sure those insects of yours don't have you in constant agony for a while.

Kariya: What?! Y-You know...?

Manaka: Do you agree to these terms?

Kariya: ...Tch. 

He winced as Berserker instantly manifested. The black knight growled at Manaka, who didn't look the slightest bit frightened. She looked amused, even.

Manaka: I'll take that as a yes. Here.

She threw three expensive-looking jewels at Kariya's feet. He crouched and inspected them with narrowed eyes.