Issei Hyoudou quite possibly the weakest Red Dragon Emperor in history. Since the day he became a devil the students of his school hated his guts for getting close with the two Onee-San's of Kuoh. Issei really was never good at anything and his repu...
In the dimly lit hospital room of the Underworld's capital city of Lilith, Issei lay unconscious on a bed, his breathing steady but his mind adrift in a dark, nebulous realm. The room was a somber tableau, Akeno and Asia sleeping fitfully on chairs nearby, the stains of tears on their faces evidence of the anguish they had been enduring.
In the recesses of his own consciousness, Issei's voice echoed, a desperate call into the void, seeking solace or answers. "Hello?" he called out, his voice carrying an air of uncertainty. "Can anyone hear me?"
From the depths of his mind, a response emerged, a voice that resonated with power and familiarity. "Indeed, Partner," the voice rumbled, like the earth shaking in response to a distant roar. Issei's eyes widened as he stumbled back, the scene around him transforming. Fire erupted behind him, a volcanic surge that heralded the arrival of a colossal figure.
Before him stood a dragon, magnificent and towering, its form a testament to ancient might and boundless strength. The dragon's presence commanded respect, its fiery eyes holding a weight of history and power. Issei's voice trembled as recognition dawned upon him. "It's you... the dragon. You're Ddraig Y Goch."
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The dragon's voice rumbled like thunder, a proud declaration of identity. "Indeed, Partner. I am Ddraig, The Red Dragon Emperor, and The Heavenly Dragon of Domination." The gravity of the moment seemed to wash over Issei, the reality of his partnership with this legendary creature sinking in. He grinned, a mixture of awe and exhilaration in his expression. "Nice to meet you... partner."
Ddraig's response was equally laced with camaraderie, a sense of shared purpose. "You are quite lucky to be blessed with Sunshine," the dragon remarked, a hint of admiration in his tone. Issei's eyebrows knitted in confusion. "Sunshine?" he questioned, his curiosity piqued.
Ddraig's ember-like form shifted, revealing another figure within the flames. The form of a large, muscular man, a symbol of a lion etched into his back. Issei's eyes widened as recognition struck him, his voice choked with emotion. "Gramps?" he whispered, the name carrying a weight of nostalgia and love.
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The figure before him stood at an imposing height, his presence both regal and warm. "Hello, Issei," he greeted, his voice like a reassuring embrace. The figure was none other than Escanor, the man who had been a guiding light in Issei's life, an inspiration that had paved the way for his journey.
