My Legacy, My Decree, My Will (BNHA x AOT)

As the cheers from the titan oath began to subside, King Max stood up, his voice booming over the arena. "Now, to showcase the future king's potential, Prince Aiden will perform a demonstration of his power!"

The crowd's excitement reignited, buzzing with anticipation.

Max raised his hand, signalling for the Captain of the Royal Guard to step forward. A tall, imposing man with a regal bearing strode into the spotlight.

Captain Alaric Thorn was known for his unmatched skill and discipline.

He wore his uniform with the elegance and precision that spoke of years of experience. The scar on his cheek was a testament to battles fought and won.

"Aiden," Max called out, "show us what you can do. Captain Thorn will be your opponent."

Aiden, feeling a surge of both nerves and excitement, stood up from his throne. He had trained diligently over the years, his quirk of reality manipulation allowing him to shape and alter the world around him.

He had worked tirelessly to control and refine it, and now was the moment to prove his worth.

Captain Thorn met Aiden in the centre of the arena, his eyes assessing the young prince with a mix of respect and challenge. Aiden's heart raced, but he took a deep breath, steadying himself.

"Ready, Your Highness?" Thorn asked, his voice calm and professional.

Aiden nodded. "Ready."

With a sudden burst of speed, Thorn charged at Aiden, his movements a blur. Aiden reacted instinctively, raising his hand and manipulating reality to create a shimmering barrier in front of him.

Thorn's sword clashed against the barrier, sparks flying. Aiden winced slightly from the force but held his ground.

"Impressive!" Thorn shouted, grinning as he swiftly retreated and leaped to the side. He twirled his sword with a flourish, preparing for his next attack.

Aiden focused, concentrating on his quirk. He could feel the energy pulsing through him, ready to reshape the world at his command.

He raised his hand again, this time altering the gravity around him to enhance his agility.

As Thorn lunged forward, Aiden sidestepped with uncanny grace, his movements almost floating through the air.

Thorn's eyes widened slightly in surprise, but he quickly adapted, spinning and unleashing a flurry of precise strikes.

Aiden, using his reality manipulation, conjured barriers and distortions to deflect the blows. The arena was alive with the clashing sounds of combat, the crowd watching in awe.

Aiden began to feel the strain. Thorn's skill was evident, his attacks relentless and fluid. Aiden tried to create illusions to mislead Thorn, but the captain's keen senses made him hard to deceive. Thorn adjusted his strategy, attacking from angles Aiden hadn't anticipated.

Aiden created a ripple effect in the ground beneath them, attempting to unbalance Thorn. The captain stumbled momentarily but quickly regained his footing.

He unleashed a powerful horizontal swing, and Aiden barely managed to erect a protective shield in time.

"Not bad, Prince Aiden!" Thorn called out, admiration evident in his voice. "But don't hold back!"

Aiden gritted his teeth, sweat trickling down his face. He knew Thorn was right. He had to push himself further. Summoning his strength, Aiden used his quirk to create a series of floating platforms around him. He hopped from one to another, aiming to keep Thorn off balance.

Thorn followed with impressive agility, his sword slicing through the air with precision. Aiden began to feel the pressure of maintaining his complex reality distortions, each maneuver taking a toll on his stamina.

Aiden concentrated hard, manipulating the space around Thorn. He bent reality to create a brief, disorienting fog that shrouded Thorn.

The captain paused, momentarily blinded by the haze. Seizing the opportunity, Aiden sent a shockwave through the arena floor, aiming to knock Thorn off his feet.

Thorn stumbled but quickly recovered, using his sword to anchor himself. He leaped out of the fog, determination burning in his eyes. With a final, powerful swing, he aimed directly at Aiden.

Aiden reacted instinctively, summoning a barrier of solidified energy to intercept the attack. The clash was deafening, the barrier shattering under Thorn's force.

Aiden, exhausted but determined, pressed on, using his quirk to reshape the remnants of the barrier into sharp, ethereal projectiles.

Thorn ducked and weaved through the projectiles, his movements a dance of skill and precision. He closed in on Aiden, their combat reaching a fever pitch.

Aiden, his energy waning, summoned one last burst of power, creating a vortex of swirling energy around himself. It was a desperate attempt to both protect and overwhelm.

Thorn, recognizing the final assault, took a step back and raised his sword in a defensive stance.

The vortex roared around him, but he managed to deflect most of the swirling energy, his experience allowing him to navigate the chaotic onslaught.

Aiden collapsed to his knees, breathing heavily. Thorn, seeing the prince's exhaustion, ceased his attack and stepped back, giving Aiden a moment to recover.

"Excellent work, Your Highness," Thorn said, his voice respectful. "You've shown remarkable skill and determination."

The crowd erupted into cheers, impressed by the display of strength and resilience. Aiden managed a tired but genuine smile, looking up at Thorn with gratitude.

Max, watching from the sidelines, clapped his hands, his eyes shining with pride. "Well done, Aiden! And well done to Captain Thorn for pushing him to his limits!"

Aiden stood, still panting but satisfied with his performance. He had given his all, and though he hadn't won decisively, he had proven his worth. Thorn's respect and the crowd's cheers were a testament to his progress.

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[A few hours later]

As the evening descended, the grand festivities of Aiden's birthday continued to glow with excitement.

The sun had set, casting a golden hue over the palace grounds, and the air was filled with the tantalising aroma of gourmet dishes being prepared for the night's feast.

The palace was alive with an elegant buzz as the royal family, along with the heads and heirs of the nine Titan houses, gathered for a grand dinner.

In the lavish dining hall, the atmosphere was one of refined opulence. Crystal chandeliers bathed the room in a soft, warm light, reflecting off the gleaming marble floors and the ornate, gold-trimmed decorations.

The long dining table was adorned with fine china, glittering cutlery, and an array of meticulously arranged dishes. At the head of the table sat King Max and Queen Eleanor, with Aiden in a place of honor at their side.

The table was set to accommodate the distinguished guests from each of the nine Titan houses.

Lord Brant and Lady Annora of the House of Colossus were the first to arrive, their imposing presence commanding respect.

Lord Brant, tall and broad-shouldered, had an air of dignified authority, while Lady Annora, equally impressive, exuded grace and elegance. They took their seats with a sense of serene confidence.

Next came Lord Kael and Lady Celeste from the House of Armoured. Lord Kael's formidable physique was complemented by his steadfast demeanour, while Lady Celeste's presence was a perfect blend of charm and strength.

Their entrance was marked by a sense of mutual respect and admiration for the evening's festivities.

Following them were Lady Helena and Lady Yelena from the House of Female Titan. Lady Helena, with her commanding presence, was flanked by her equally poised daughter, Lady Yelena. 

Lord Magnus and Lord Idris from the House of Beast Titan arrived next.

Lord Magnus, known for his rugged strength, was accompanied by Lord Idris, whose keen intellect balanced the duo. Their entrance was met with murmurs of respect and curiosity.

The House of War Hammer was represented by Lord Cedric and Lady Gwyneth. Lord Cedric, known for his unwavering resolve, was a sight to behold alongside Lady Gwyneth, whose fierce determination and strategic mind were well-recognised in the realm.

Lady Elena and Lord Seran from the House of Cart Titan followed, their arrival marked by a sense of quiet confidence. Lady Elena's calm demeanour complemented Lord Seran's thoughtful approach, and they took their places with a shared sense of purpose.

From the House of Jaw Titan, Lord Lucien and Lady Amara made their entrance. Lord Lucien's sharp wit and commanding presence were matched by Lady Amara's spirited and dynamic personality, making them a lively addition to the gathering.

Finally, Lord Gideon and Lord Jace from the House of Attack Titan arrived. Lord Gideon's leadership qualities and Lord Jace's fierce loyalty were evident as they took their seats, ready to contribute to the evening's events.

As the guests settled into their seats, the room was abuzz with conversation and laughter. The food was served, and the conversation flowed freely, with everyone sharing stories and engaging in friendly banter.

The atmosphere was a blend of formality and warmth, reflecting the strong bonds between the royal family and the Titan houses.

King Max, with his usual exuberance, raised his glass and proposed a toast to Aiden. "To our beloved prince, Aiden! May you continue to grow with strength and wisdom, and may your reign be filled with prosperity and joy!"

The guests raised their glasses in unison, their voices echoing in agreement. "To Prince Aiden!"

The night continued with lively conversations, delicious food, and joyous celebrations. 

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