Morality? Compassion? These things are nothing more than wishful ideals conjured up by those who know not of the world's suffering. A boy once wielded the powers of a Fallen Angel and an Ancient Dragon. On the eve of his first year, his mother was m...
As Issei lay on the ground bleeding out, he thought not of his loved ones as a dying person often does, but of the one he saw as his friend—the one who betrayed him.
Issei(faintly): Y/n, why...
After uttering those two words, issei drew his last breath. His heart stopped beating and the light in his eyes went out. His hand fell still as the blood continued to drip. The only part of him moving was his hair as the wind blew. His body lay staring into the sky as if reaching for the heavens. Then, something unusual happened. A faint green light pulsed on the back of his left hand. At first, it was minutes apart but as the pulse sped up, that time turned into seconds. After ten minutes, a bright flash of light touched the surrounding area. Once it faded, Issei's forearm was revealed to have been replaced by a red gauntlet. In the center was a large green gem, and two curved yellow blades were protruding from the sides, almost like horns.
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As the gauntlet fully manifested, Issei's wounds began to heal. The first to go was the current of blood. Then the cuts slowly repaired themselves. Once the last one had been sealed, the faint thump of a beating heart could have been heard if one listened closely. Deep inside Issei's chest, his heart beat with renewed vigor as the mysterious force restored his body. Only this time, it had several ash-colored spikes coming out of it.
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Once a suitable blood flow had been established, Issei's eyes shot open as he gasped loudly. However, this wasn't Issei, it was something else. Something beastly. Something that craved blood. The blood of a reverse Nephilim named Y/n to be exact.
Ddraig: At long last, I've returned to this world. This body isn't ideal, but it will do for now. It requires rest before anything else.
The beast reached into Issei's pocket and pulled out his wallet. Looking at the school ID, it found what it was looking for—the address of the Hyodou household. Putting the wallet back, the reanimated Issei began walking.
-Y/n pov-
Raynare: I expected him to resist more. That was a boring kill. I like it when they squirm and scream.
Mittelt: You're such a sadist Raynare. Maybe a little too much.
Raynare: So what?
Dohnaseek: Enough chatter you two. The next step is to see if the plan worked. If it did, we should see an influx of energy from the boy. The beast within his sacred gear should have taken over his body as soon as he died. We must hope that the Gremory girl doesn't sink her teeth into him first.
