master crown x reader fanfic when
Fine, whatever, I have nothing better to do right now anyways.
It had garnered your interest ages ago, in the form of an old legend.
The story spoke of an ancient crown capable of granting anyone infinite power, so that they might fulfill their every desire. Some versions ended there, while others hinted that there was something more to the headpiece— that it was not without its own wants another must fulfill. Something you thought you could give, and that those others who perished in the past could not. For years, you sought it out, looking into quiet rumors, following up on the most vague of hints, gathering all the information you could find that could lead you to such a treasure. You became an outcast, written off as insane or far too obsessed with an old tale than any healthy person should be. But the closer you came, the less all of that mattered to you. It was the only thing that held much meaning to you now.
Finally, your efforts bore fruit, in the form of an old, dilapidated castle, partially buried in ash and its own rubble. It had been long abandoned, the only sign of life having once been there hidden away in the ruined throne room. You had no interest in the desiccated bones, however— you were here for the crown still sat atop the skull before you. Your heart pounds in your chest as you disturb it, knowing your hands are the first to caress its gold surface in centuries. The power rippled under your fingers, beckoning you to hold it close. To enact your own coronation.
You take a moment to collect yourself, not wanting to embarrass yourself in front of the Master. Then, you place it upon your head, offering yourself to it and awaiting its reply.
