(DxD: Black) Ch. ???: Welcome gift(lemon)

"To be, or not to be. Alas, Poor Yorick, we knew thou."

*"If you do not mind, Aria Argento, I'd deeply appreciate if you put me down and cease your ironically comical display."*

"Huuuh~, nope. You not only did a number on my cousins, you also tried to kill Akane and Zenjirou. I thinks is fair for me to do whatever Pleases me with you."

*"[Audible gasp]"*

"Aria, put that head down, now." And I scowled my Queen with a fierce glare, as she nodded with a sigh and dropped the head of the... Cyborg-girl Onizuka Eiko from Gekkoukan high school, and one of the Miyama runaways. Today's trial hadn't the greatest results, but the things that came with it was worthy. A good chunk of the transferee candidates vanished thanks to the combined efforts of the DxD children and their targets alike, no one died, and we got another ally in our battle against the former group. Not to mention, we retrieved the missing sleeping dragon of the End Midgards-...

...

I bit my tongue. Damned name...

"Sleeping dragon, can you hear me?" I said with a hand over my mouth as I tried to ease the pain in my tongue, the other poking the crystal misty ball on my table, where the dragon supposedly is. No response. I poked it harder now. "Sleeping dragon King of the end Midgardsormr(oh, I did it.), please respond."

**[...]**

*"He doesn't talk too much, Lady Berolina Allocer."* And spinning on Aria's finger, Onizuka said without a major change on her tone of voice despite being turned into a plaything. *"When I finally had the chance to talk to him, he only said that I could extract as much power as I want from him as long as I don't have to directly contact him."*

"You don't say." I said again, lightly whacking that piece of ball with a hand. Stupid apocalyptical dragon. Just because Ragnarok almost came to be, doesn't mean that your job is done! I turned to Onizuka that was now upside down and with a flower stuck on her empty eye socket. "Aria!"

"Okay, okay, fine." She said finally retrieving the plant.

"Good. Now, Onizuka-san." I turned now my attention to the cyborg head, which blinked a few times to adjust her eye back to normal, and then turned it to me. "You said you contacted the Sleeping Dragon, am I correct? So this means that he still has a portion of self-awareness. Does this count for the other dragons that are sealed in the sacred gears on your siblings?"

"I do not have a choice but to answer, right, [question mark]." She said... Asked, I think. Her robot voice is stoic as ever, but I guess she's either struggling with her current situation or deep in thoughts. The most human thing she did was to sigh, as she did just now*. "However, I'm afraid to say the following: Insufficient data. The dragon Midgardsormr has not been turned into a sacred gear. Instead, he was sealed inside of my robotic body and served as a power source."*

"You're saying you can only talk to him because you're using his powers rawly?" And with only human technology and gadgets? This is not only impressive, but also really, really frightening. I don't think even the supernatural could survive if those semi-perfect artificial sacred gears were to be mass-produced. To create copies like the **[DOWN FALL DRAGON SPEAR]** or to use existent ones like the Vritra's set are a thing, but to create two others out of nothing and a machine to extract and use a dragon as a battery? Is a totally different thing, in a bad way. "Ddraig? How about Ddraig? And Vritra? Can they talk? Can either of them communicate with you all?"

*"The Evil Black prison dragon King Vritra, whose sacred gears were artificially implanted in my sister Kiruko, can normally communicate with us due the fact that he was previously sealed in them by the heavenly God Indra. However, unfortunately , the Welsh Red Dragon Emperor Ddraig is, as according to Oliver, in an comatosed state, and can only respond to Oliver."* She informed us, her eyes shinning a blue digital shower as she spoke*. "However, the situation befell upon The Gigantiss Golden Dragon King Fafnir, the Karma Chaos Azure Dragon King Tiamat, the mischievous Jade Dragon King Yu-long, the crescent Moon Evil Dragon Crom Cruach and Evil crust purple dragon Bashe remains unknown, other than the fact they are sealed inside my own siblings at that."*

"Well, their numbers fell to six today, so we can assume none of them will either attack or threaten us." I thought out loud, still tapping my fingers on the crystal ball holding Midgard-... The sleeping dragon's soul and looking at the cloudy sky. No response from the other side, which made me assume I was correct. They might be terrorists, but they're not stupid nor careless as I could see today. They're still a threat even at low numbers. "Aria, can you take Onizuka for a walk? Maybe something on her circuits can help us if we talk instead of going straight to torture."

"Okay, okay." My queen said oh so cheerfully, picking the head of the dragon girl by her grey-colored locks and lifting her to her eyes's level. "Let's ride, Onizuka. Maybe if you help me, I can pardon you for all the atrocities you have committed."

*"Jokes on you, Aria Argento. My database indicates that my criminal file is clean.*" The robot girl said, flashing her data eyes one more time before focusing her only eye to the blonde.

"Yeah, yeah. Let's go, my king is too much of a bomb for us to slack off too much." I can hear you from here, Aria.

*"Understood."*

"Well then! Away! Zoom zoom hyaaan~!"

And so my King left the place with a cyborg head by her shoulder. Fortunately, classes are already over, so I don't need to worry about anything for a while as she scan around. Still, to create a machine that can use a dragon as a power source and defense system, and not only that, but recreated a self-serving battery on her head stronger than a supercomputer and maintain her human conscience... What kind of genius Monster is Miyama Fuichi. And moreover, what does he know about that can simply recreate and even sacred gears of his own? Maybe the destruction of the Grigori institute and Lord Azazel's disappearance has something to do with it, I dunno.

Too much thinking, and with so little time, no wonder Grandfather Lord Rampardos and Grandmaster Lord Millicas lives in his own dimension in order to administrate hell itself. My own little world can sometimes be too much to bear. There are also those things that don't make sense: how come only now we're getting information about those eight dragon-users? If they say they've been doing this for a while, even worse, those news would easily have reached me and the others. Kunou, Lord Nakiri Kouyo Ouryuu and that asshole angel in particular, but why just now? This is just so confusing...

I hope I don't actually have to use that key...

**\*KNOCK-KNOCK!\***

"Shut up, door!" I screamed to... The door for it to... Shut up. This is embarrassing, I'm losing control of my temper again. I sighed one more time, and sitting on my chair to blow some steam out of my mouth, I soon turned my head towards that direction. "Come in."

"Pardon my entrance." And what do you know, it was R-Akane who passed by, entering the room with only Kuoh's male pants and jacket. Zenjirou lend them to her since, well, he used both **[DRESS BREAK]** and **[PRIDE EATER]**(br~...) on her, and since it was a bad idea to use a skirt while in commando, he let her use the pants of his spare set. I digress, here she is, eyes lowered in a way It was new to me, and her hands together in a defense way in front of her waistline.

"Ah, Akane. Something's wrong?" I asked, sighing and trying to look as distant as possible. After all, that's the way she wanted, anyway. I turned to the table behind me and scanned around some papers, finding a small files for me to pass the time while taking to her. I returned to my own and began to look on some papers around. "Don't mind me, go ahead and attest your problems. Don't worry, my words will be brief and in a way you can understand. Also, if Sasamoto-kun is being a bother for you, we can always..."

"Berolina..." She spoke in a weak, trembling voice, something alarming enough for me to look up and stare directly on her eyes. What was that? No honorifics? No titles? No whole names? Did she just call me 'Berolina'? That's new. I dismissed my paperwork on my table and lifted myself to support my back on the chair and turn my glare directly at her. "Err... If you don't mind... Can you answer me something?"

"...?" I tilted my head forward in total confusion. Wow, where's that higher-than-thou lady that she is now? The girl who killed all of her emotions in order to inherit the Angra-mainyu name? Instead, she's now a messy and confused little girl knocking on my door. I wonder what happened. "Uhh~, of course. Anything for the now Heiress of the Zoroastrian god Ahriman equal to the Great King Bael. If it's something I can respond, I'll gladly do it for you."

"You don't need to... Say all of that." She blushed a little and turned her gaze to another way in order to avoid direct eye contact. This is spiraling to a even worst twisted scenario. "Bero-... Sis, As you know, during today's trial, me and the Brass Dragon were trapped inside the arena with that Miyama runaway. We could've been killed in a worst case scenario if he didn't have use... Well..."

"Tch..." I grunted under my breath, remembering her state when we finally freed them from the runes, and when I almost choked a bitch because I thought someone violated her.

"Sasamoto... Sasamoto Zenjirou used his balance breaker and save us both... And then, he smiled. He smiled and laughed." I wilded my eyes in surprise. What? Sasamoto Zenjirou smiled? This is even worse than I thought. Not that I can say something myself, but for him to be like that even after such traumatic experience. Maybe he's really losing it. "He said he was happy... He simply was. And then we held hands. Even with my burns, I felt it. His warmth, his heart... He was really, really happy."

"..." Huh, I'm glad to hear that. That lad has emotions besides 'pissed' and 'indifferent'. He has all the rights to be angry at everything after what's happening to him, Rina and those trials mainly, but to think he was able to perform a comeback like that.

"But then... He said that it was not enough." She said, lifting her bandaged, gloved left hand to hug it and put it closer to her heart. She turned her usual stoic face to me and sighed. "He said that there is someone that he wants to show his Balance Breaker the most. Someone... Someone who is... Who is..."

"..." So, we finally came to this. Aria was right, wasn't she? She knew that Sasamoto Zenjirou would do something like that. To change... Someone's mind like that and help others with their problems his own way. Still, I never ceased to believe in this, even when the chances were minimal. I sighed, and blinked a few times. "And that someone... Is Rina, isn't that right, Akane?"

"..." She said nothing, only nodded, turning her stoic, but teary eyes to me, holding even tighter her left hand. "Yes, yes it is... Berolina, what... What should I do? This is my question: what should I do? Tell him that... Lavinia Allocer... Rina is..."

"You know what, Akane? I have the impression my answer or opinion will change nothing regarding this." I said, standing up from my chair and stopping right in front of her to look at her deep in the eyes. She tried to avoid my gaze, but I turned her back with both my hands on her cheeks. She's gonna listen now. Of all the times she tried to ignore me, she'll listen everything right now. "Akane, I loved my sister, so so very much. I just wanted her to see that the world was bigger than her little mind could think of, and that she could be so much more than Rias Gremory, and the Brass Dragon could be so much more than Kuroyuki Yaminari and Hyoodou Issei, much more than a pawn on her hand to play with. Her decisions, what she did, what she made others do and the ultimate price for this... Even if they're not pretty, were all her decisions. And even after that... I'm so sad that she might not come back."

"..." I could feel my heart clenching, as my vision of the Angra-Mainyu girl was blurring a little. Yeah, Rina might not ever come back. Lady Beelzebub said it clear: that state is irreversible. All of the things that used to make 'Lavinia Allocer' Lavinia Allocer were now... Gone. I no longer have a sister. And this is... "Berolina..."

"I don't blame her decisions, I don't blame Sasamoto Zenjirou, I don't blame her peerage, I don't blame her allies. My only regret is that... Aria was right." And I sighed and took distance out of her to avoid embarrassing myself even more. I sniffed and coughed a little, cleaning my eyes and standing strong for my own sake. Yes, I won't blame Zenjirou, I won't blame Rina, I won't blame myself or anyone else. But... Maybe Aria and and that idiot Kyuuni were right, I could've been a more open sister. "Akane... If you want to tell him, I won't stop you. But say that she wanted that way."

"..." And even with her stoic exprrssion, I could see that her face is even lighter than before. Just this time with the Brass Dragon, and she changed again in such small amount of days. Maybe talking to people is another ability of the heretic plague dragon. Not. From the pocket of my jacket, I picked a small package, and then, picked her hand to put it on it. "What's... What's that?"

"Something that Zenjirou wanted me to do." I said, returning now to my calm, calm self. I should behave myself, Zenjirou is just around the corner and I don't want him to worry about me if I ever encounter him. Maybe... Maybe I'll go home after that. I still have a meeting with that bitch from the Vassago house, I don't care if were related. Akane looked at the package in her hand and opened it. She gasped seeing what was inside.

And without any words, I left the place to take a walk and leave her alone with her thoughts. Talking to her will only make things worse, since she doesn't have the habit of listening to me.

But maybe... Maybe Rina isn't... She isn't...

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"Show us, Nii-chan~! Nashiro wants to see it, nyan~!"

"It hurts! Get off of me, Nashiro-san!"

"C'mon, Zenji. You said all high and might about how you reached it! Prove it to me! If not, I'll make you eat a thousands needles!"

"I'm tired! And you said a thousand needles?! What kind of childish threat is that?!"

"Zenjirou-kun, Xion-chan wants to see it! Pwetty pwease! I'm begging you!"

"Xion-san, you're really scaring me out!"

And my little moment of peace was cut the moment I woke up, as the three of those DxD children suddenly assaulted me and tried to make me go Balance Breaker again. My whole body is bruised, Amurokros is asleep and I just explained to them that I need an extra power-up to reach it even if it is for a few seconds, all of those dying in deaf ears as Nashiro-chan sat on my lap and locked her legs around my waist and the Quarta siblings would push me here and there to convince me to do it anyways. Basically, I'm the kid with the newest Gundam figure on the new school.

Come to think of it, the Plate Mail and Scale Mail does look like a Gundam.

"The Plate Mail armor, uncles signature weaponry! C'mon, nii-chan! Show it to us, even for a second!" The blue-haired swordswoman pinched my cheek, and did her brother by the other side. The cat girl was jumping up and down on my lap, crushing the things that composed my waist.

"Get off of me! I'm hurt!" I whined. Little to no effect on them. My arms are completely dormant, and I'll just make things worse if I kick them out. Somebody save me! They'll finish Onizuka-san's job!

"Hey, you three. Leave bro alone." And like a knight in shining armor, Aria-san made her triumphal entrance by opening the door with Onizuka's head on her arms. All of us turned to them, as she balanced the said cyborg girl on one finger. "if you wanna play with something, play with this little lady here."

*"Pardon my manners, Aria Argento, but 'Maybe something on her circuits can help us if we talk instead of going straight to torture' were Lady Berolina Allocer's words regarding the state of project A-ko. By doing the act of letting them 'play' with it will mostly cause a-..."* And then Onizuka-san was silenced as Aria-san tossed her head to a random direction. Like a laser on a feline, Nashiro jumped from my lap, unfortunately using my stomach as a support to do so, and dashed to the direction of that disembodied head, followed by her other cousins. Aria-san laughed at that. Classy lady as always, eh?

"And that's that. That shall keep them away from you." The tall blonde said, dusting her hands with each other and giving a satisfied sigh. Well, I can't complain, since I can breath normally now. Aria-san then turned to me, sitting right next to me on the sofa. "S'up, bro? How is it going?"

"Hey, Aria-nee. Some broken bones, a bruised body and burned spots that hurt like all hell, but... I'm actually fine, thanks for asking." That sounded like a sarcastic remark, but in reality I'm not that mad at all. I cracked a few bones on my neck and tossed my head backwards. "Still hurts a lot, though."

"I can't think otherwise." She said, lightly tapping my shoulder while humming a song I didn't know. "So... Balance Breaker, eh? How was it?"

"Heavy." I honestly said, still feeling that burning, passionate, yet tight and suffocating sensation of being trapped inside a magical dragonic armor. I felt... Different. "It's nice... And at the same time not. It's suffocating."

"Uh-huh, You'll get used to it. Good to see you evolving so much. I bet uncle Yami and gramps would be proud." She reached a hand for me and patted my head, ruffling my hair in a rather motherly way, smiling smoothly. "I am. Good job, bro. Your sister is very proud."

"Heh, like this will make me feel better." And then she friendly punched my shoulder. I don't actually like the word 'sister' in the middle of any good sentence, but this time, I'm good with it. "My body is a mess, but I feel great."

"Huhuhuh, good to hear that." And she retreated her arm to also toss her head backwards and face the ceiling. This is actually nice. No sounds, no worries, no people to give two shots about it, just me and the wind. I miss... I always imagined how would it be.

Yet, I'm not completely fine. I reached my balance breaker, yet I'm still too weak to use it completely. Not to mention... I wanted to Allocer to see it. She's the Gremory fangirl, and even if she doesn't see me as anything but the same thing I want to show her. I wonder... Why I feel like that. She's ruining my happiness just because she's not here. Not to mention... Annie is also around somewhere, doing who the hell knows, probably slowly killing herself, only to launch a suicidal attack against those hordes of vampires and ninjas that will come for the reunion...

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Why am I so worried about them? I'm suppose to be happy, yet without them I feel so empty. Of course, Shoda, Yoko, Tasha, Iris, Ryuubi, and Dairyuu are still giving me the proper support and are the best girls a harem King should ask for but...

I said it.

I just called myself... A harem King.

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"Wuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuhhhhhhh~..."

"What's up, bro? Feeling hungry? I brought some candies just in case." Aria-san said as she picked a bag of rock candy out of nowhere, munching on a few of them. I put a hand on my face, sighing deeply and feeling the pumping sensation of my brain overworking again.

"Aria-nee. I feel funny." I honestly said, now sitting with my legs crossed on the sofa and looking at a random direction away from her, my elbows on my knees and supporting my chin on my hands. "And not the good kind of funny(Aria - Of course.). I'm happy, but at the same time, not. I miss Rina, I miss Annie. I wanted them to see me reaching Balance Breaker. Even if for them I'm nothing but senpai's legacy, I want them with me. Is that strange?"

"Definitely. You're not falling too short on those selfish desires from them, bro." That answer was so direct and deadpan I couldn't help put to almost lose my balance and hit the floor. Fortunately, I had enough force to push myself again and sat there again. I shot a glare at the blonde by my side. Really? She grinned at me. "But it can't be help it. Devils are naturally selfish and greedy. However, seeing how you want them by your side instead of with you tells me a lot about you. Guess someone is finally learning how to be human."

"D-Don't say that, Aria-nee. I'm still spiritually human, of course I would want people around me." I said, but it took me a while to realize that...

Would I be able to say that sentence, those words, just a few weeks ago, before I was turn into a devil? Would I be finding those new people, sharing experiences, trying to reach them instead of trying to avoid or ignore them? Losing everything, gaining everything, all while being around those people that treat me well despite I being the usual jerk that used to hate everything? Yoko trying to restart anew, Ryuubi giving me the best motherly vibes, Tasha, Iris and Dairyuu lifting the mood, my days with Kamiyama, my adventures with Shoda, Reika and Kaichou, Berolina-san and Aria-san being the best examples of big sisters. Those people... I want to be with those people, I want, I want to be with those people.

"Devils and angels live for centuries, millennia even. And as such, we live as we want without taking the proper enjoyment out of it. Being human is more than being born one." Aria-san said, ruffling my hair again. "Now, now, remember when I said that you were stuck?"

"Not really, but pretend that I remember."

"Well, look at you now. When I first met you, you were more devil than human. And now, well, you're more human than before. You're even remembering and missing the girls in your harem." She chuckled. Wait, what?

"I... I don't have... I don't have a harem."

"Keep telling yourself that. At least you got friends. That's the least you want now, isn't it?" Friends. I can live with that. It's nice to have them, and I maybe want more of them. I looked at my right hand and sighed. Akane... It's very warm and cozy. I wish I could hold her hand longer. Aria-san came closer and touched my right hand with her own left one. "They'll first see your left hand and what you are, but in the end, they'll hold you by your right one and for who you are. And that's how you make friends."

"..." That one was pretty cheesy, but whatever. This is Aria Argento who we're talking about, she's the queen of those cheeky lines. The worst part? It's actually kinda working, and I couldn't help but to feel all fuzzy inside. My face is burning and I couldn't help but to think about it. "Thanks, Aria-nee, I guess."

"No prob, bro. Also, don't worry about those two. They'll eventually realize this as well. Hellsing, Allocer, The Destroyer Astra, even if those were what made you meet each other, is yourselves who'll make you all stick together." She continued. Yeah, I already decided that. When Allocer wakes up, I'll show her that she can trust me as her queen, the Destroyer Astra host... And Sasamoto Zenjirou. Not to mention, I'll save Annie from herself.

Huh, look who's getting all cheesy now.

"That's... Really cheesy you even for you, Aria-nee." I said, she punched me twice.

"The first one was because of my clothes, the second one is for being rude." She said with a grin, as I rubbed the affected area with a hand. Yeah, I forgot, she says she's my older sister, so of course I have to take each of every word with care. "I can't believe you, using **[DRESS BREAK]** on me... Only seven people can undress me and live, y'know."

"It was an accident. I already told you!" I said again for the n'th time today. How can I explain that I was able to create a stronger version of **[PRIDE EATER]** by combining it with **[DRESS BREAK]**? I don't know, but now I can use it by just touching girls' clothes. That's an upgrade. I guess I'll call it **[CLOTH EATER]**. Man, those are coming from the nomenclature alleys, aren't they? "Sleepy... Aria-nee, I think... I'll take another nap."

"Here." And before I could do anything, she pulled me by my shoulder and made me land my head on her lap. A lap-pillow, is it? "Heh, nothing like a good ol' pillow made out of muscles and feminine smell for a good night of sleep, am I right?"

"You're giving too much credit to yourself by using the word 'feminine', Aria-nee." I joked, and she flicked my ear. To think I wouldn't be saying that out loud a few weeks ago. It's good, even with all that is happening, It's nice to feel at home with everybody being so comfortable. Now she's brushing my hair with her hand.

"Shut up and sleep, you idiot. I'll make Beroli call your house later if you take too long." She called me an idiot, yet I don't feel nothing but warmth. Huh, maybe that's what being loved feels. I closed my eyes and soon fell asleep. I'm so tired, so, so tired...

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It was already midnight when I woke up from my nap. Aria-san wasn't lap-pillowing me anymore, and the whole place was dark and quiet. Even so, I could see clearly into the night, thanks to the so-called Devilish night-vision. My body was still sore, but not as before, as for once, I could stand again. I stretched myself to crack some bones and articulations and yawled. Man, even my naps are feeling greater than before.

**[Good midnight, sleepy-head.]**

"Amurokros?" I said to the voice coming from the back of my left hand.

**[Nope, it's Yagura. How are you, little cheater?]**

"Better than before, but... Did you just call me a cheater?" I asked to the small green bright spot on my hand, as a laugh could be heard from inside of it.

**[Yep. Not only you unlocked even further the power of your sacred gear thanks to Desmond Helsing, but you've also cheated your way up by sucking on girls' tits. Don't you have any shame.]**She says that, but by her tone of voice, I can see that she's actually enjoying the situation. Whoever she is, maybe she's just used to all absurdness that is happening right now. I wouldn't be surprised.

"It was... In the heat of the moment. I had no choice back then" I answered, her little laugh making me realize that I should've chose a better set of words. "You saw that, right? There was no other way! I'm not a pervert, and you know that!"

**[Heh, okay, okay. You still cheated. But Hyoodou Issei would honestly be even jealous for that. Touching a girls' chest to have a power-up so soon.]** She continued to joke around. Well, I'm the one who should be thanking him. It was because of him, and for the fact tha are some many well-endowed ladies around, that I could come up with such abilities. I'm not proud of that, though.**[While you were asleep, Aria-chan left the keys on the table. She also left a note for you to close all the doors. Oh, and your cellphone rang a few dozens of times. You must have been pretty exhausted for not to hear it.]**

"Crap!" I jumped on the spot hearing that. Holy shit! That's right! I did say that I was coming home late this week, but to be here until midnight...! I flipped my phone open only to see... Only two messages, one from mom, saying for me to enjoy the sleepover with my friends at Kuoh, and other from Aria-san, saying for me to keep the keys and give them back to her tomorrow. A vein of rage popped on my head. "Yagura..."

**[Heheh, got you, ya dummy.]** I grunted and summoned my destroyer astra only to hit it against a wall. I soon regretted that stupid decision as the pain rippled all over my arm, and I whined. That was on instinct, that was a stupid move. She just laughed over my Sacred Gear. **[Good to see you reacting like that. Aria-chan was right, you have changed a lot. Good for you. Feelings are the best way to put you and your sacred gear in good motion. Maybe in a few weeks of training you won't be needing your Booby-boost-up after all.]**

"Thanks, I guess." I said, as the pain ceased and I had the strength to stand up again. I looked around and seeing nothing more to do here, picked the keys to get out of school back home.

Despite being nighttime, with cloudy sky and the street being only illuminated by the light posts around, from my point of view things were clear as day, only with a few different, but bright purples points. Night-vision, a devilish thing. Pretty handy. Which gives me an idea: since no one is awake by this time, maybe I'll try one of those feats I see in some anime and manga.

Taking a deep and kneeling on the ground, I jumped into the air and landed on the top of a wall. It was pretty easy. To think I died when I hit my head from the third floor. Okay, let's do this again! I pulled strength on my knees, and once again, jumped to land on a nearby house. This is great! Now, let's try being a little more bold. From that same spot, I located a certain ceiling and, again pulling strength, I leaped towards it! The result was, I didn't land on it, but on the ceiling that was one house further! Hell yeah!

"I wonder if I can use my wings." I thought to myself. As soon as I did it, two bat-like wings emerged from my back, flapping a little out of reflex. They look so fragile and malleable, like leather. Moreover, I never saw either Berolina-san or Aria-san flapping them to fly. Maybe it's more of a symbolic thing: wings means I can float on air. But better not to take risks now, me and Heights have such history. My wings flapped back to my lower spine, and so I resumed my jumps back to my house.

Soon I reached the house, so I landed right there, leaping from the last ceiling into the floor, causing a minor shockwave around. Huh, still I don't feel a thing. Not only my speed and strength have improved, but also my durability. This is really sick, in a good way, but I'll have to take care to avoid others to see what I can do.

Who am I kidding? My sisters are monsters on their own, and even with my new strength, if they gang-up on me, I'll still lose. This is so unfair. Maybe they're really demons, or maybe I unconsciously hold my own strength on them. I dunno.

**\*CRACK! CRACK!\***

"Owwww~, oh, right. Kaioh-Ken limiting my body." I facepalmed to myself as the excruciating pain from before hit my legs yet again, making me knee on the floor. Shit, this stuff hurts. Well, that'll teach me to avoid those little fool-outs of mine.

Dragging myself to the door and picking my keys inside my pocket, I opened the door and discarded my shoes at the entrance floor. Like I was expecting, the house was dead silent, with only the clock on the wall ticking it's arrows with each passing second. Discarding my bags and jacket on the sofa, I could see from the living room a small plate of food above the kitchen table, wrapped with plastic and with a small note with my name on it. Strangely enough, I'm not that hungry. Maybe I'll eat it tomorrow, so I put it back on the fridge.

Maybe I'll go for a shower. My body is still kinda sore and a good bath will ease things up a bit. With that in mind, I walked my way upstairs, with all the care to avoid making too much noise, and from there, walked to the bathroom. Once in there, I discarded the rest of my clothes, picked some new ones from a basket around, and with all the other things I Need to clean myself up, I opened the door to the bathroom.

I filled the tub, put myself in front of the mirror sitting on the plastic stool, and then picked the shampoo first. I had no problem in reaching for it to open up, however, when I was about to dip some onto my head, **\*CRACK!\***, my whole arm trembled after that quick but painful electric chafe passing through it, making me drop the bottle. Crap, that still hurts, my body is all sore even now...

"Shit, body limits are such a pain..."

"Here, let me take care of that."

"Ah, thank you, Yok-..." I stopped as a pair of hands reached for my head to form some bubbles and foam. Wait, what?! I didn't even have to turn around, by the reflection on the mirror, I could see it was Yoko who was with me in the bathroom! "A-Ah! Yoko!"

"Welcome back, Zenjirou darling."

"Well, yeah, I'm back hom-... Don't change the subject!" I half-screamed, picking a nearby towel to cover myself around the waist and turn around to face her, only to turn back with a bloody nose because she was now wearing a tiny pink two-piece bikini! What the hell?! "W-What are you doing here?! Did you lose the sense of danger?!"

"Don't worry, everybody is asleep, and I hid my presence to walk all the way here. I highly doubt that someone will come here." She said with a smile, returning to wash my head and hair. "Besides, your scent is stronger today. I want to know why."

"Those are NOT the answers I Was looking for, Yoko!" I said, shutting myself up with two hands on my mouth to avoid screaming too loud. "This is bad, what if one of my sisters charge inside, or mother walks in again?! Can you imagine the chaos?! We're in danger!"

"No, we're not. I can feel when someone is nearby or not, and if anything goes as planned, I can escape before they can find about us." She said with a tone trailing to a annoyed one. She stopped rubbing her hands on my hair, came closer and supported herself on my back. "Now, calm down and relax. I'll take care of you."

"..." I bit my tongue again, tossing my gaze to all directions in blind confusion. Oh no, I'm having those bad nostalgia feelings again. Again with the bathroom and a semi-naked girl. I can feel her nipples touching my back as her hands were now trailing around my chest. This is bad. "Okay. Err... How was your day?"

"Pretty normal, thanks for asking." She said back with her voice turning back to normal. Her hands retreated a bit and she was now picking the lotion to put some on the brushing towel. As soon as she did that, she began to rub it on my back. It hurts a bit, but I got use to it by the end, taking deep breaths to feel and enjoy the smell of flowers around. "How about you? Something definitely happened."

"Well, you can say that today was special..." I trailed off, trying my hard to not look at the mirror and tapping my finger on a knee to try to find the right words for this situation. "... Today's trials were... Hard. To say the least. A battle Royale in the middle of nowhere. Everyone by everyone."

"Wow..." She spoke while now picking even more lotion and rubbing my back again. "But you're fine, and that's what counts, isn't it? Still when the deal began to glow, I was so worried that I couldn't find you."

"Yeah, I guess." I faintly smiled under a sigh, looking again at my left hand and remembering that feeling of power and control over that Bronze and Silver armor known as Plate Mail. "Moreover, thanks to Lord Desmond back then, I finally reached my Balance Breaker! And not only that, One more of those Miyama runaways fell into our hands. Maybe there won't be anything to worry about by the end."

**\*DROP!\***

"It's... It's that so?" Her voice trailed off, as she dropped the bottle of lotion and brushing towel. This is.. Probably bad. "Balance Breaker... Like, you wore the infamous Plate Mail of the Destroyer Astra?"

"Huuuh~, yeah. It was... Pretty cool, I guess."

"No wonder you have such a strong scent..." Yoko came closer again, hugging me from behind and resting her head on my shoulder. She took a quick, harmless sniff on it, and them moaned and trembled. "Haaaah~, the scent of a dragon. Such majestic and powerful creatures. It's intoxicating..."

"Yeah... I guess..." I laughed out of nervouness, trying my best to reach something and make her stop, but nothing came to mind. Her grip was so strong, and for some reason I felt week, almost too dizzy. A lucid moment, and then, I snapped back, trying to stand up only to feel her nails scratching my chest! "Yoko, let me go!"

"Not until I clean every part of that body... That dragon body..." The fox whispered on my ear, as she pulled me back to the stool in a bump. Once there, I tried again to stand up, but for some reason, I could no longer do it. I was... Too dizzy. She stuck her tongue out and licked my neck. But then, **\*BAM!\***, the grip around my chest became tighter, her whole body trembled and she moaned louder as she muffled it by biting the area. "Huuuuh~! It's... It's stronger than I thoooought...! So much power... So much energy... I can't... I will, I will...! Waaaaah~...!"

And Yoko gasped on herself one last time, as she trembled one last time and melted on my shoulder, her fangs trailing a wound down my neck, her usually smiling face frozen in a expression of tiredness, yet complete bliss. Crap, I know that face. I have to stop this before she tries anything worse!

I tried to reach for the shower head, but before I could do it, that fox pushed me to a wall! I landed on my back, shivering by feeling the cold wall, and before I could fight up, she sat right on my lap, locking my legs in between her thighs! Again she picked me by the face and then ravished my mouth with her own.

"Raw power~... So much energy~... It's intoxicating~... I can't stop~...! I wanna suck everything from you, my darliing~!" She said as we kissed, aka, as she mouth-rapes me! Her tongue is way worse than Irene-san's: it's all sticky and rough, not to mention, as we share saliva and lipservice, her body would splash something out of her lower parts on to my lap! The worst part: for every second, my body felt weaker and weaker. Is she... Is she sucking my energy? But I though... I thought...

"Yoko, please... I can't..." I tried to fight back, only to feel my arms like jelly on the floor. She stopped with the kissing and make-out, and went lower, sucking and biting on me as she would leave bite marks and bruises there. It was when I felt something touch a sensitive part of me that she stopped. This isn't good...

"Oh, my~. So you're ready to give on your desires. This is great. Don't worry, I won't left a single drop goes to waste~." She said it so seductively, dragging herself on me until our faces were touching. Just to be next to her, I already can feel that she wants to devour me whole. Another thing that I noticed it's that she no longer is wearing her eyepatch, and I could stare at the supernatural yellow both of her eyes were shining. "I like that hopeless face of yours. Don't worry, I'll be gentle. You'll be seeing heaven all the way..."

The way she talks... It's not reassuring at all. I tried to say something, but the words would die right in the middle of my lungs. I can't move, I can't speak, But I can see and feel. She rubbed herself against my body, her rear touching right on me, making me moan a little, while she reached her hands to behind her back. That fox took some space for our bodies, and without taking her mischievous gaze from me, let the top of her bikini fall, revealing her small, bubble breasts, her perky nipples coming onto me as she embraced me again.

"I know you like big Breasts, honey. And I know something that you'll love~." She whispered on my ear again. Suddenly, I felt something pushing me even further on the wall, and when I looked down, I saw Yoko's breasts inflating, like a true sensual balloon. Her charming B-Cup were now a pair of large F-cups. This isn't happening! When her breasts stop growing, she picked the bottle of lotion yet again and dipped all of it's content on her cleavage. Throwing the empty bottle away, she began to rub herself on me again, creating more foam and bubbles. "How's... That~? Good, isn't it? Feeling those big, soft tits servicing you by a sexy fox spirit?"

"Yoko, please... You said... You said that..." I coughed. I can no longer think straight anymore, nor talk too much. She's really trying to suck every drop of energy from me. With my response, she pouted at me. Not in a cute way, mind you, but in an annoyed, 'watch your mouth, boy' way.

"Let's see if you'll keep saying that. I didn't even clean the most important part, yet~." The fox spirit smiled yet again and kissed my cheek, going Lower and lower onto me as her lotion-soaked breasts would leave a trail of foam onto my chest, stomach and lap. In the end, she stopped right in front of my lap, looking with greedy eyes the volume under the towel around my hips. She said nothing, only moved forward and then touched her now-big breasts on it, making me moan as an electric shock ran through my body. "I bet it hurts, doesn't it? I can still smell the virgin scent It exalts. Don't worry, like I said, I'll make you feel better."

"Yoko..." Was All I could muster under my tired voice, as she engulfed me with her tits, the cold water, warm skin and soft sensation making me moan with my remaining forces. That feels so good, but I can't help but to feel so helpless now. She began to move her breasts up and down, producing foam on the valley of her cleavage. I can feel them, I can...

"Huuuh~? Isn't that just the best? The best service a fox spirit can give to a virgin boy like you~! A-grade breasts just for you, darling~!" Yoko said, her tails and ears sprouting out of her places and she continued to play with her breasts. She squeezed them even more, making me grunt as I pulled my head upwards.

This is so painful, yet it feels so good. Her movements became faster and faster. Yoko locked her mounts in a tight press against each other with her arms, making the sensation almost unbearable. It was so tight, so cold, with her going up and down with me in between those two soft, warm feminine charms. I grunted one more time, and again, I felt that quick, painful sensation of total release, and then my body giving up to the relief it came soon after. Yoko was caught by surprised, and from inside the foam between her breasts, I blew my load right on her face and to inside her mouth. Again, at a monstrous quantity, as her face was now all white, covered in nectar.

"W-Wow, so much~... I know I shouldn't be greedy, but this is just..." She said, reaching her tongue all the way around her face to pick the dripping juices. And not just that. Yoko would stuck her tongue out to show her dripping, love-filled mouth, as she would ultimately swallow. I thought it was over, but then that fox squeezed me again, harder this time. "Oh... There's still some more. Of course, I won't put that to waste, such delicious thing..."

"W-Wait, Yok-..." Too late, she dived into the foam of her breasts and sucked on me in a violent way. I could feel any last drop of energy and stamina being sucked away by her, as she would squeeze me again in between her breasts in an attempt to milk anything else. I let out a hoarse scream, almost letting myself go. Everything is going blank on my mind, but before I could pass out in peace, she crawled on me again and landed a kiss on my lips. "Waaaah~...?"

"We're not done yet, my beloved Brass Dragon." She spoke still with a seductress voice, sucking on my lips and scratching her nails on my chest like a needy cat. From here, even with my cloudy view, I could see her tails moving all the ways, snuggling at me as they would try to pin me down on place. Her twitchy ears lowering as she calmed down a bit. Yoko then rested herself on my shoulder, biting me there again. "Let's play until the sun rise. I don't know what I was thinking saying that I'd try to be your wife. Huhuhuh~, maybe I'm getting used in being in love, but I'm glad that you awoke your dragon~. Now, let's play and play and play and play~."

"Yoko..." I gulped as my voice dried my lungs just by saying a name. I don't doubt that she might end killing me like that, but at least let me try something. I gulped one more time, and before we could go any further with this moment, in a moment of weakness, I reached a hand for her tails and gave them a firm pull. "I said... STOP it!"

"Hiiiiih~!" Her reaction was different than I was expecting. She moaned with her fangs still craved into my neck, scratching my chest harder as she gripped her hands into fists. All of her petite body tensed up, and in the end, I could feel her lower parts get wetter. So her tails are her weak spot, huh? "Don't... Please, don't... Let's... Let's do it normally, please..."

"..." I had no energy to reply, but I could feel a grin creep on my cheeks. Instead of doing what she said, I gripped even tighter around her tails, and gave them a light pull. Again she trembled until the last string of fur, and released all of her juices on me. Feeling a little more confident, I reached another hand for her furry appendices and gripped even tighter. By those simple touches, she already tensed up and reached her climax. So as payback, I began to stroke those fluffy, soft tails, as she would moan and beg for me to stop while stopping to gasp with her uncontrollable shots of love and lust, all dying on deaf ears for me.

"P-Please, no mor-Waaaaaaah~! Brassy Dragon, please forgive m- Waaaaaaah~! I don't wanna, I'm losin-Waaaaaah~! It hurts, it hurt-Waaaaah~!" The fox would continue to moan and beg on me, as her body would melt little by little on my chest, her face red and tired from the continuous climaxes, while her poor tails would twitch and try to escape my grasp, making me grip and squeeze them even more. After a minute or so, Yoko no longer had the energy to scream, her twitchy, limp body melted on me, as the only thing that I could hear from her were her heavy pants and gasps for breath. Her eyes were now unfocused, dull and lifeless, with her hands were trying their best to get a hold on me, her posterior twitching and trembling after those incessant shots. She turned to me, and whispered with her remaining forces. "Please... I beg of you... Release me at once... I'm sorry for everything... Just let me go... If this continues... I'll die... Please, no more..."

"..." I said nothing, my own head all white out due to her own sessions of service. She's really on the brink of tears, and if this continues, no doubt one of us is gonna die. Yet... No, that's not enough. Not at all. She tried to eat me, suck all of my energy, and now she's begging me for forgiveness and mercy? No, this is not enough for her, she must now suffer what she deserves. But what now? I already massaged her tails until she no longer has the power to react. But then it hit me: her tails are not the only things that shows her true nature. I sighed, and in a gesture of tiredness, I brought her closer to me. She sighed in relief, resting her head on my shoulder. However, before anything else could happen, I opened my mouth and... "Got you."

"Huh...?"

**\*BITE!\***

"H-...!" It was suppose to be just a tease. A quick, playful lip-bite on her fluffy, cute fox ear on top of her head as a finishing blow. However, again, Yoko betrayed my expectations, as she gripped on me for dear life, her face exploding in a expression of both shock and ecstasy and her tails losing control of themselves as she screamed my name one more time with all of her strengths, as she had the most violent and explosive orgasm I've already seen. "WAAAAH~! ZENJIROU~! ZENJIROU~~! ZENJIROOOOOOOOU~~!"

And then, freeze. After that eruption of stimuli, Yoko just stopped in time, frozen in that contorted, broken pose on my lap, her arms taking a length away from us as she tossed herself backwards during those final moments, her hands so lightly hooking her body on my nape. After a while, she began to sob, twitch and gasp, as her extended arms began to bend for her to land on my chest. I could see by the look on her teary, panting face that I broke her. I broke her after so little, and yet, little to no guilty befell me after that. Still, I feel no need to continue this, so instead I pulled her closer to me in a hug as the passing heat left us to the cold again. Only now I noticed how tired I am. Her soft rear touched on me again, and only then I noticed that, even after those hot moments, right now I'm limp. Maybe I was so concentrated in punishing her that I didn't even notice my own bliss of the moment...

"Consider yourself... Forgiven..." Was all I could say to her as the fatigue finally caught up with me. The white soon dominated my vision, and then, I felt myself floating into unconsciousness...

...

...

...

"...-Jirou..."

"H-... -jirou..."

"Hey, Z... -Jirou..."

"Please wake up, Zenjirou."

"Eh...?" And the next thing I knew it, I awake facing upwards, glaring at a shadow on top of me with a lamp blocking the full view of it. My back is cold, but the rest of my body is hot. I didn't even have the will nor strength to stand up. Instead, I tried to figure the silhouette in front of me. After a while, it all became clear for me. "Y-... Y-Yoko...?"

"Oh, thank the gods! I thought you were a goner!" And it was really yoko, her eyepatch back on place as she was wearing only a towel to cover herself, her tails and fox ears gone and her chest back to normal. I stared adrift into her one shining orb, but after a while, I recalled everything that had happened and soon put myself sit on the cold floor, covering myself with the towel that was doing just that!

"A-Ah... Yoko... I'm..."

"I'm sorry, Zenjirou." Eh? Wait, is she really apologizing? I mean, yeah, she kinda raped me back then, but that doesn't excuse me. Just like me, she sat on the floor on her legs like a good wife and gaze her guilt-filled eye on me. "I'm sorry. I lost control over my instincts. Your scent was so strong that... I gave up on my primal feelings, and attacked you without consent. And for that... I'm sorry."

"..." I went quiet again. This time, I was confused, and heavy. Of course that would be the reason, I'm such an asshole. She did say that youkais are usually turn on by massive amounts of power, something that dragons are in essence, and who could've forgot the mini-orgasm she had back when she first sucked on my fingers? She's apologizing for this, yet I'm the one full of guilt. "No, I'm the one... Who should be saying sorry, Yoko."

"Still, maybe if I didn't try to suck energy from you, we could've avoided... That." She blushed under her golden locks, as I did the same, remembering those hot moments within the bathroom. I came so many times it's hurting now. I looked at her, but she just turned her face away. "Please... Don't look at me. This is so embarrassing."

"..." And now, the lift was heavier than a trip to the mountains. I don't know what to say. What should I say? 'That's your fault for not controlling yourself!'? 'I'm sorry for entering Balance Breaker!'? 'Let's forget all of that!'? Nothing I would say could make things better. Instead, I shut myself up and waited for her to say something else.

"I'm sorry. I'm so sorry, Zenjirou. I let my Kurama Inari-side take control and almost ravish you. I'm such a... I'm such a... Waaaah~!" And her teary face was now releasing all of her grief as she cried. This is really painful to watch, Yoko drying her tears as she would grimace and sob under her breath, swollen cheeks and red face only worsening things. That's it! Man up again and say it, Zenjirou. No man should left a woman crying. So, I reached a hand for her and patted her head. "I'm so sorry, Zenjirou! I'm a slutty fox that lost control of her own whorish desires and tried to rape you! I don't deserve to be called a woman anymore! I'm a cum-dumpster! A Dutch-wife! A jizz-bucket! I deserve to be used as such and rot in a pool of semen like the fucking whore that I am!"

"Yoko..."

"Waaaah! Don't look at me! If you look, I'll die! Stay away from me and let me die!"

"Yoko!"

"I'm sorry! I'm sorry! I'msorryI'msorryI'msorryI'msorry...!"

"Yoko!"

**\*SLAP!\***

"Eh...?"

"I'm sorry, but you were being ridiculous!" I said after I slapped her on the face, the mark of my hand printed in burning red on her pretty face. That's enough! I can't stand her like that! Either by anger or sadness, this is too much for me! "Put yourself together! You're the leader of the Kanto supernatural faction! Behave yourself as such!"

"But... But...!" She sobbed under her hands, crying face and trembling figure on the brink of throwing itself again to grief, but before it could do it, I picked her by the nose. "Hyah...!"

"Don't make me repeat myself. Stop saying things like 'you don't deserve to live' or 'you're a something-something bucket'. You're... You're making me sad." I sighed. It's not just anger that I'm feeling. It's sadness too. She stopped crying and looked at me again. "Look, whatever happened... Happened. And if there's anyone who should be apologizing... It's me."

"Z-Zenjirou..."

"You attacked me because I smell good. You attacked me because it's a youkai thing to want to consume energy, the bigger the better. You attacked me because I was careless." I numbered the possible reasons for her to attack me, as she remained quiet with her eyes wide in shock. In the end, I sighed one more time, my arms crossed, and lowered my head. "It's not exactly your fault. It's a youkai thing, remember? I'm upset, but that's how you are, and I'm fully aware of that."

"..." And she softened her expressions, still looking a little guilty over the incident. Okay, measuring words is a thing I've learned after years with my sisters. Measuring words so there's no breach for them to explore and give them a reason to beat me. They'd still beat me regardless, because I just can't win.

"So... Uhh~. It happens, and I'm really aware of that... Now." And I stumbled on my words, losing all the coolness now. Sigh, again reality just showed me again that I can't have a fully normal day, but I gotta stay strong, or else she'll go all depressed again. My hand trailed again to her head to pat her. "Don't worry. I'm upset, sure, but it was... An accident. It happens. Just remember to warn me the... Next... Time."

"..."

"Also, to be fair, I would be lying if I say I didn't enjoy it."

"..." And that was either a hit-or-miss, Sasamoto Zenjirou. I'm still kinda angry, but again, I could've just crashed something onto her head to finish things up before the whole 'tail-service' could start. I'm partly the one to blame, actually. But that's not something we should discuss. Right now, let's just remove those tears. It ultimately worked, as she picked my patting hand and put on her cheek to snuggle on it, purring like a cat that she isn't. "Thank you, Zenjirou. But I'll learn... How to control myself. I promise."

"Okay, okay. Of course. You do that." I said, a smile back on her face. I blushed to that, another precious smile I will protect. It's worth it, anyway. Maybe I'm really weak-willed when it comes to this, but I don't want her to be sad.

Even if it turns me upset.

Nothing much happened after that. Talk went, talk came, and soon enough, I was on my bed again, clean and feeling refreshed, despite the said incident involving... Almost-intercourse. I sighed, and slowly closed my eyes for the sleepiness that was catching up with me. While at it, I can only hope that Ican control my dragon and own libido better, otherwise I'll end up killing somebody or bein killed myself.

Those girls are going to be the death of me...

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~~X~~

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Even after some years in being a devil, I'm still not used to the underworld.

Exiting my room to take a walk around the Allocer mansion and refresh my head, I looked outside the window, to the purplish sky outside with faint lights coming from the cloudy space. This kind of view is way different what the priests back when I was a holy knight said about how hell looks like. Sure, is not as peaceful or pleasant as Earth's view, but I can peacefully sleeps in hell. Now that's something the church wouldn't like to hear...

I yawned again as I walked towards the kitchen. Sleepy and tired, but the mixed clock back here doesn't allow me to rest that much. I need a glass of milk, and so, I reached the kitchen, where the servants were already preparing some dishes, and from the ridiculously modern fridge, I picked a bottle of milk and served myself a glass from it, taking a quick sip.

'*Kyaaaaah~, he's so manly~! I feel so jealous of Lady Berolina~!'*

*'I heard he was a holy knight before becoming a devil~. I can see this now! What a body~.'*

*'Nero-sama, you're soooo cool!'*

And I waved an awkward hello to my maid fangirls around, as the chief-maid shoved them away back to work and shot a poisonous glare at me. Man, am I really that attractive? It took Berolina a few months to say something like that. But it feels nice to be praised like that...

My phone suddenly rang, and so, from my pocket I picked it up to see the message in there. It was from Berolina...

**From: Berolina A.**

**I almost choked that giant bitch Lehyre. I still can't believe we're related. Too stressed, get ready.**

I have the feeling that Lady Lehyre just sneezed next to Berolina, but if she's stressed, then I have no choice in trying to calm her down. I finished my glass of milk and took my way to my room. I'll take one more nap and try to regain my strengths.

However, when I was in the middle of the corridor next to Lord Lucifer's throne room, a sense of dread suddenly hit my heart! What is that? It's coming directly from inside the room, and yet, this is not Lord Marcenas' aura. It's far too different! Not to mention... It doesn't feel like of a devil's. What's going on? Did someone invaded the Throne room?

Taking a scan around to see if no one is here to avoid a panic attack, I slowly but quickly opened the door, and what I faced was pitch black. No floor, no walls or ceiling, only a room completely engulfed in darkness. Of course, that didn't stop me to opened it and let some of the light creep inside, but even with that, I couldn't see a thing further than a few steps. Wait, where are the guards? There should be at least a dozen of ultimate-class Devils guarding this place and keeping it safe!

"Ooooh, hohohoh! Look at the little bat! I was waiting for that cockroach to appear, but I guess a entree would be good, too!" Suddenly, I felt myself being pulled inside the throne room, as the doors closed behind my back! The lights on the ceiling flicked up in dark flames, and soon the whole room was illuminated again. However, I wish now it didn't: in front of me, all of the guards, high/ultimate-class Devils at that, were in the floor in mountains of bodies, without moving a muscle. My eyes could only lead me to the voice coming from the Maoh Throne, where indeed a new figure was sitting on: a tall, muscular and pale man using a suit blacker than the eternal darkness of the abyss, so casually taking the Lucifer's place and a hand on a distorted Crimson sword that looked like it came straight out of a horror movie. "So, you must be Nero Gladius, little Beroli's boy toy. I was expecting someone... Taller."

"W-Who... Who are you?" I said standing up and picking Clarent from it's own dimension, pointing at him. Instead, he laughed out loud, and sharpened his gaze.

"Oh, so you don't know me. That's surprising! After, who wouldn't know the great prime-minister of the Vampire Kingdom and the right-hand man of our illustrious Vampire King himself Sheridan Nosferatu? You probably was living under a rock this whole time, I'll tell." He said, standing up from the throne and resting his sword on his shoulder. He grinned, his nasty, black aura consuming everything around just by him making himself look imposing. Even I'm trembling a little, but I got to be strong, or else this might get out of control. I armed myself at him, and gulped my last drop of regret. "Well, then, ex-holy knight of the Allocer House, allow me to mark your body with the power of the one and only... **DESMOND HELSING**!"

And so, it started. Berolina will have to wait!

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