The land that was used as a battlefield against The Beast had been transformed by the destructive amounts of power that had been used on it. It had cracks that seemed to eat up the bodies of the dead soldiers, blood had made new rivers and lakes. Mountains of the dead layed everywhere.
And at the middle of all this carnage was The Beast itself, Trihexa standing on edge of completing it's life's work, giving off a hauntingly terrifying aura. All around were the few still standing, magic circles, senjutsu, weapons, sacred gears and runes all at the ready. Many were bruised or allready half a leg in the grave. The Beast then Roared, cracking the land under it, making some fall down as they no longer could take it.
It started preparing the biggest magic circle anyone there had ever seen. It kept growing and gaining more and more layers on top of it. It was preparing the spell it was feared for, its power alone had already made the whole supernatural world fear it, but this spell was what gave it its name. Trihexa, it would break every plane of existence in only one use of this spell. The power it was gathering would make Great-Red with all of his and Ophios power doubled look like a joke.
The Beast suddenly looked down towards a crater with its full attention, the spell lucky was slowed down thanks to this, but what could make The Beast itself give its full attention to anything that wasn't at least at Ophis or Great-Red level of power. Suddenly a crimson light shot out of the crater hitting the Beast head on, leaving what seemed to be the first real Wound.
It roared at this unknown being, the wound didn't heal as the others had. It hurt it, a lot too. Out of the crater came a figure cladded in heavy crimson colored armor. Two enormous angelic wings sprouted from the back, with cherry pink glass like sails growing from the golden tinted crimson wing arms. A tail twisted and turned beneath the armor's golden clawed feet, with spikes of a similar cherry pink color as the wings.
Each arm and leg were covered in metallic dragon scales, colored with both the blood of enemies and friends, golden spikes and claws adorned the exterior. Many gems, normally green, were sat around each joint of the armor, shining with such power that none had seen from the owner of the armor before.
The armor was made to look as a dragon would, for it was molded from the remains of a dragon, and filled with the soul of the same dragon. But its aura and power was the one at display, it was the owner and current Red Dragon Emperor's instead. Beneath a dragon-like helmet, glaring through the small pink eyes slits, were two determined and angry orange eyes. The eyes of Issei Hyoudou.
He gracefully flew higher up, stopping only as he reached eye level with Trihexa. His aura began to radiate off him, slowly clawing its way up to match The Beast's. It was furious by his challenge, even more so when it saw his lack of attention to it. For he was searching the battlefield, wishing to see his one true love, one last time...
( Flashback)
Five hours before the seal on Trihexa would break, Issei had gathered everyone but Rias to meet him in ORC, they all were slightly confused about why he only asked for them. As they started to come in and sit down in the room, for what might be the last time, Issei began speaking.
" I want you all to know that I love each and everyone of you dearly, and would never hurt you on purpose, not without a.. a really good reason at least." His voice was not cheerful, nor sad, just forced. He turned around to look at them all, his eyes moving over each and everyone of them.
" I have a plan to kill Trihexa, if Sirzechs plan doesn't work then I will use my plan instead." He tried using his iconing smile, but they could all see that he was nowhere near happy about his plan, but they all knew too well. The fear of death could be seen flickering in his eyes, so vividly. Kiba dared ask on behalf of the other.
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Dragon of Rias (DXD)
Fiksi PenggemarAt the end of battle between the supernatural factions and The Beast, Trihexa, uptill that point and died in the hope to weakend it or maybe just hurt it. A Young Brown Haired Boy, stood up one last time with the will and power to make the finale hi...