The Devil with White Wings: Unholy Awakening [DISCONTINUED]

Chapter 13

The air crackled with tension as Aebelle rejoined the group, her face pale but determined.

"I... I got Asia's Sacred Gear," she announced, her voice barely a whisper.

Issei, his face etched with guilt, stammered, "President, I'm sorry. We couldn't save Asia."

Rias, her gaze steady and reassuring, placed a hand on his shoulder. "It's okay, Issei. You just lacked experience as a devil. No one will blame you."

Issei's shoulders slumped further. "But... But I..."

Rias cut him off, a determined glint in her eyes. "It's unheard of, but it's worth trying. What do you think this is?"

"A chess piece?" Issei mumbled, confused.

"A bishop, to be exact," Akeno chimed in, a mischievous smirk playing on her lips.

"Akeno-san?" Issei looked at her, bewildered.

Rias explained, "A bishop's task is to support other devils in the household. Her healing abilities would make her a capable bishop."

Aebelle, her eyes wide with dawning understanding, asked, "President, do you mean..."

"I will try resurrecting this nun as a devil," Rias stated, her voice filled with conviction.

A circle of magic materialized beneath Asia's unconscious form, shimmering with power. Rias raised her hand, chanting in a language both ancient and ethereal.

"I, Rias Gremory, hereby order you: Heed me, Asia Argento. Bring your soul back to this world, and become my servant devil. You shall become my bishop and rejoice in your newfound life!"

Issei, unable to contain his anxiety, blurted out, "President, how's Asia?"

Rias, her attention focused on the ritual, snapped, "Quiet!"

A ripple of energy pulsed through the circle, and Asia's eyes fluttered open.

"Asia?" Issei gasped, relief flooding his features.

"Huh?" Asia looked around, confused.

"President?" Issei turned to Rias, his voice trembling with hope.

"I only resurrected her because I wanted her ability to heal even us devils," Rias explained, her tone pragmatic. "You'll be taking care of her as her senior devil."

Asia looked at Issei, her eyes filled with a mix of confusion and fear. "Issei-san? U-Um, I..."

"Let's go back, Asia," Issei said, his voice soft, trying to comfort her.

Aebelle, unable to contain her emotions, ran to Asia and enveloped her in a tight hug, tears streaming down her face. "Asia! I'm so glad you're okay!"

The air hung heavy with the bittersweet scent of victory, tinged with the lingering pain of loss. A new chapter had begun, one filled with both hope and uncertainty.

At Issei's home, his parents were in shock to see Issei having a girl stay over.

"A-Asia-san, was it?" Gorou asked, his voice a shaky whisper. He hadn't expected this kind of company for Issei, not even after the recent events involving a perverted cat and a magical sword.

Asia Argento, the angelic-looking girl, smiled sweetly. "Yes, Mr. Hyoudou." She tilted her head, her eyes sparkling with an innocent, almost ethereal light. "Issei-san did me a real favor. He helped me so much when I first came here, when I was all alone."

"A favor?" Gorou echoed, still struggling to process the situation.

"Yes," Asia continued, her voice soft but firm. "I think it would be really nice to stay in this house."