I'm sorry. Since I have a short attention span, I lose all motivation to continue my stories. Got inspiration after reading things. Might lose inspiration AFTER or BEFORE finishing the book. Again, Sorry.
Issei Hyoudou. The loser, the mythical pervert, the legendary idiot. Fated to become a loser as a human, Issei Hyoudou failed to be genre-savvy enough to realize that there is no way a hottie suddenly love him at first sight and asking him for a date in the middle of a street.
Only this time, it is not the Abrahamic religion that resurrects him.
Chapter 01: Prologue
In all of my time watching the world, never have I found a creature as alien as him.
Issei Hyoudou.
A perverted student. So perverted, in fact, that he earned the ire of his whole school. He and two of his friends are dubbed the perverted trio. They peep changing rooms and bathrooms, watching porns together, and discuss their weird fetishin public. They are the worst of the worst scum in their school, and they certainly won't function in society.
There is nothing important about him. Not at first anyway.
Until I saw it. Brilliant red. The color of domination. The color that our world lacks these days. At the moment I knew...
I need him.
Oh, is that? Someone proposed to him! How lucky I am, Issei Hyoudou, and How unlucky you are!
That girl won't bring you happiness and solace, she will not make your dream come true. No, son, I don't think so.
After all, you are a scum. But It's all right. I've dealt with worse men. Literally. I have thousand years under my belt.
Under me, you will become the greatest warrior the world will know. Under me, you will become renown. Under me, the thing you command will once more become the red dragon.
In turn, you and that red dragon will bring me what I crave the most.
War.
The girl Yuuma Amano, no, the fallen angel Raynare had done it. She killed the threat. She'd killed the boy. It isn't hard, but playing house is tiring.
She needs to get laid.
She flaps her wings, preparing to take off, but then she's stopped by the arrival of a man in all-black three piece suit, a stark contrast to his graying hair and beard. The man in particular looks normal, at least as a human.
But his aura is anything but. Not to mention the sky grew darker in his presence.
"What a shame, a boy with such significant power must be chained to his lust, never to become greater," the man stopped near the boy, kicking something that Issei Hyoudou hold for dear life, "What a shame Indeed"
"Who are you? This is Grigori's business, don't interfere" Raynare blurted out, not realizing that she's more unnerved by his arrival than she thinks she is.
The unknown man stared at the fallen angel, and Raynare noted that he had mismatched eye color, gold on the right and blue on the left.
The man grinned, a wolfish one, and Raynare take a step back in reflex.
"Who am I? I would love to explain, but alas, time is short. Also, I have no plan to hindering a fallen angel's assignment. In fact, I helped you, " the man makes a 'come here' gesture with his right hand, which causes the thing he kicked away from poor Issei Hyoudou's hand to float into his grasp, "You see, little bird, you need to carefully plan your operations, lest something like this happen"
Raynare eyes widened at the symbol on the flyer, a devil clan's crest. A powerful one, too. The crest of Gremory Clan. The clan that produces the current Satan Lucifer.
Okay, He helped her so maybe it isn't that bad.
"What are you planning to do then? I doubt you went through all the trouble to help a fallen angel" the man's smile unnerve her even more, as it turned into a lecherous one.
"Why not? A body like that is more than adequate payment, most of the time" Raynare scowled at that, she's not just a pretty face damn it! The old man laughed a little at the expression, he just loves baiting fallen angel girls.
A shame, Her body isn't half bad either.
"As for my plan, it is simple, I planned to share with him my mead, teach him what I know about battles, and have him stand next to me in a great war, where he will become a renown warrior" the man declared, holding his hands into the sky, completely lost in his vision.
As dramatic as it is, Raynare isn't impressed.
"If you didn't realize, old man, he's bleeding to death. Even if you managed to salvage him, he's a weak human with weak sacred gear, not worth the price of whatever spells you use to resurrect him" Raynare pointed out, but the old man only flashed a knowing smile.
"Oh, it is worth it alright, no price is too big to earn the favor of Y Ddraig Goch" the old man crouch and touch the brunette's forehead, which causes intricate white-blue line to appear on Issei's whole body.
"What?" Raynare knows she heard it somewhere, but she can't quite recall it. Wait.
Red Dragon...
Red Dragon of Domination...
One of the two heavenly dragons...
Realization dawns in the fallen angel while the old man works his magic. His grin never leaves his face. He's having a blast. Nothing is more fun than seeing a shocked face.
"Raynare, was it?" the fallen angel perked up at that, only to realize immediately that she didn't give her name to him.
"How do you know?" the fallen angel eyed him uneasily, as she reminds herself that as fun as it is to see the old man's teatherical, he is still an unknown.
"I have an eye for this thing" Again the cryptic answer, leaving Raynare half annoyed-half cautious. The old man had finished writing the magic, and now there is only one last thing to do.
"Done" the old man clapped his hand, satisfied with his work. The magic array shines blue-white. Raynare too inspect his handiwork and feel the power emanating from it.
"One last thing" Raynare barely hear him before he severed her tendons and her wings, leaving her completely immobile. By the time she registered it enough to scream, he pushes his fingers to her larynx, rendering her speechless, literally.
"No Price is too big for the allegiance of future heavenly dragon" he quipped, not bothered by Raynare's horrified stare.
The sky growl as if in command. Thunders boom one after the other, almost like a song, and the old man is the conductor. Raynare tries to move away, but she can only create small squirm. A helpless deer in the maw of a great wolf.
The old man lecherously licked the fallen's lips, loving the metallic taste of blood that now covers her usual lilac-like smell. He would have love it to bed this girl, but the promised taste represented by the blood is just too enticing.
She really should have picked a little more crowded space, with more potential sacrifice, that way he might be tempted to take her as concubine.
"I dedicate this soul to renew Issei Hyoudou's life"
A flash of light envelope Raynare and soon she knew no more.