I'm still creatively bankrupt when it comes to chapter names. Good to see something's never change.
Even so, this chapter is in a state I'm comfortable to show in the daylight and I have the next one in the oven.
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Sanguine eyes with emeralds at their center, a mane of pearly silk, milky skin, distinctly asian facial features, and a mature beauty exuding from every pore. A woman from a fairy tale, one who bore his mark.
Issei knew this woman.
He knew her... Probably more than anyone else."Ai."
He voiced her personal name, turning his gaze to her own eyes.
"Ahh~ So you do remember me, Lord Isseigami..."
She smirked as she moved a hand to his abs, a serpentine tongue licking her lips.
"Why are you here? You should be sealed."
Issei was overtly irate, but the woman chuckled and moved her hand to his left hand. She was giving him obvious bedroom eyes, and her outfit was little more than a semitransparent cloth draped over her torso and jewelry over the intimate parts of her body to hold it in place.
"You are... My Master, my Lord, my God... My owner. And I?"
She arched her back, raising her upper torso and head with a vulgar and haughty smile.
"I am your Regalia, your weapon, your Sword. Your vaunted Ao~hi~ma~chan~"
She wrapped her hand around the Boosted Gear and the other tapped on his chest, pleasant blue flames melting off his clothes.
"It's only natural that I want to join you in such a decisive battle, isn't it, Issei-dono~?"
'Hah... What a pleasant sentiment. How nostalgic.'
Issei closed his eyes and gave a small smile.
"Of course it is. I see you're as gorgeous and vulgar as ever, my dear blade."
Ai chuckled and caressed Issei's bare chest, maintaining eye contact with him.
"Naturally~ my sense of self is stronger than anyone else's, do you really think a few decades in isolation would change me~?"
"I guess not."
Issei opened his eyes and lazily gazed at the woman, who held the clawed hand of Boosted Gear. She was appraising him.
"You've grown, Issei-dono... Wanna see if you can handle me~?"
Issei's body tensed up as one of the woman's hands moved lower.
"Not really."
Ai clicked her tongue, "But none of the girls you keep are worthy of you, and you keep getting yourself beat up without me... Just use your sword and she'll give you victory. Call for me in the upcoming battle and everything will be juust fine, Issei-dono~"
Issei let out a weary sigh.
"You're too dangerous. Indiscriminately scorching all around us until it's just us two left to wander the wasteland. You know that."
Ai chuckled and brushed some hair behind her ear.
"And if I told you some... Unsavoury sorts were looking to have me cheat~?"
Issei felt a sense of territorial anger at those words.
"Fufu.. so th~at got your attention, hmmn?"
She questioned with a raised eyebrow, though her vulgar smile remained.
"How cute."
Ai praised breathlessly as she leaned down to nibble at his earlobe, whispering into it...
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Red Dragon Emperor of Domination
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