Naruto Namikaze:- The King of Devils

Chapter 7

Within weeks, one could hardly shut one's eyes to the changes. His sister, Serena, and her friend, Venelana, were now in a position of power. Their abilities and fighting strength increased wildly. It was impossible not to notice that they had defeated many old faction devils, even some of the strongest. Indeed, what troubled the Sirzechs more was that they disappeared often and returned late at night, their faces shrouded in mystery.

To Serena, Sirzechs was the sibling who had always envied his sister. Serena was born with incredible demonic power, way above his level. This disparity had always gnawed at him and made him angry. Hard as he wanted to prove himself time after time, there would always be Serena right before him, naturally gifted and strong.

One evening, returning from another of their mysterious outings, Sirzechs confronted them in the grand hall of their family estate. The air was heavy, and ornate chandeliers on the high ceiling seemed to make shadows on the marble floor jerk and twist ominously.

"Where have you two been?" Sirzechs growled, his voice full of frustration and suspicion. "And don't tell me that it's none of my business. You've been disappearing for hours and come back stronger every time. What's going on?"

Serena met her gaze with Venelana's before she finally responded, her face as serene as ever. "Our activities are none of your concern, Sirzechs. We are handling matters that do not require your involvement."

His anger barely contained, Sirzechs clenched his fists. "None of my concern? Do you think I haven't noticed how powerful you've become? You don't just handle 'matters'. You go out there fighting and defeating old faction devils. What are you hiding?"

Venelana moved to the front, violet eyes sparkling defiantly and warily. "Sirzechs, we have our reasons. Trust that we're doing what's necessary for us to survive and the safety of our people."

The jealousy flared in Sirzechs as his envy of their power and secrecy concerning it boiled over. "You always think you know best, don't you, Serena? Always the stronger, always the more capable. But mark my words, whatever you're up to, I'll find out. And when I do, I'll make sure everyone knows."

Her eyes seemed to turn glassy, and in the tone of her voice was a silent threat. "Be careful, Sirzechs. Jealousy closes your eyes to the real dangers we face. If you would truly protect our people, focus on becoming stronger yourself instead of weakening us."

With that, Serena and Venelana wheeled to leave, leaving Sirzechs once more fuming alone in the empty hall, his mind racing to discover their secret, burning with a desire to prove himself right and take back the place from under his sister's shadow.

Unbeknownst to Sirzechs, his acts and ambitions were to lead him down a more significant line of conflict and treachery sufficient to pull apart the very fabric of their world. While Serena and Venelana further pursued their training secretly with Naruto, neither the whole extent of their new strength nor the hurdles they would meet was disclosed.

Over time, Naruto became incredibly adept at using his Sacred Gear. He learned to activate and use his Scale Mail armour with a far less aggressive Ghidorah. This golden armour and his chakra-based attacks helped mix his new powers nearly perfectly with the ninja's techniques. He continued developing and improving himself by making newer jutsu that combined his chakra with the powers of his Sacred Gear.

Naruto's training was harsh and relentless. A young ninja had strung together an unbelievable number of elemental Jutsu, and diversity in combat grew daily. His most incredible pride was the Lightning Style Rasengan, a technique that combined his predisposed power of chakra manipulation with the newly learned manipulation of the elements.

Serena and Venelana watched Naruto's progress with admiration and tenderness in their eyes. Months had been drawn close to him; the bond strengthened by training and fighting gave them no space. Both women had fallen in love with him but were scared of confessing due to fear of dissatisfaction, lest it disrupt the harmony between them.