Chapter 1: Prologue
Hi guys, mingj here. Im just an inspiring author. Here is my first story, Of Radiant and Dire. It is going to be an Highschool DxD and Dota 2 Fanfiction crossover, so enjoy. ( do review this story, tell me if its good or bad so I can improve on this!)
Radiant in his mind – (...)
Dire in his mind - 《...》
In a dimension hidden away from others, a war was brewing. A never-ending war to be precise. These entitles, simply known as Radiant and Dire, had called upon five defending champions, with the intent for those defenders to destroy the other.
But the ancients themselves were immortal entities, born from an old and forgotten alien power know only to themselves and as such would simply regenerate when destroyed. And destroy they did, both sides had fallen countless times only to come back with the next turn of day, a one year, one century, one millennium the war endured until time itself forgot how long it had raged.
Yet, the war could not be hidden away forever. The hidden dimension that was housing the war of the ancients was starting to break under the strain of countless eons of battle, with the very fabric tearing itself. In desperation, they attempted to stop the war, yet it was futile. The hidden dimension was beginning to unravel. In a desperate attempt, the ancients unified together, called their soldiers within themselves and flung themselves into the dimensional gap, in hopes of finding a place that was capable of hosting them.
Yet, their host did not come as a place, but as a person. This person was none other than Issei Hyoudou. A mere five year old kid.
But the ancients had sensed on their way to their new host many other energy signatures. Signatures that were strangely reminiscent of their own respective energies.
That would have to wait however, it would appear that their new found host was in the process of getting the crap beaten out of him.
Issei was not too sure was going on. A second ago he was attempting to defend his only childhood friend Irina, but now he was getting fists rained down upon him.
Suddenly, something pulsed through him, like fire and ice. It was searing hot but yet held an harsh and unforgiving cold to it. As the bully launched another fist towards Issei, he heard something.
RUN
RUN
It sounded like nails grating against an iron tin, only this was worse, and the voice had some sort of demonic resemblance to it. The boy took a few steps back, frightened by the voice, and ran as if Issei was a demon. Meanwhile, Irina had been spared by the voice. She looked on to her defender's prone form shaking him. "Issei, Issei, wake up! Don't scare me."
Mindscape
"Do not fear, she is safe, little one."
Issei woke up to this.. dark place, for a better lack of words. It seemed like an ominous place. Standing in front of him however were two figures, made of clouds? One was shaped like a female, but had vines growing over her and giving off a gentle blue hue. The other however, seemed to be a man who was glowing crimson had seemed to have a harsh contrast to his face, with several scars. "Who are you?" Questioned Issei.
"I am the radiant" the woman spoke. "I am the dire" the man introduced himself.
"However we are also you". This was spoken in a much softer voice. "What do you mean?" Issei questioned. Thus, the Radiant and Dire spoke to him, spoke of how the war came to be, how they were forced to find a new host as their dimension crumbled, how he was found defending his friend, how they aided him.
As both talked to Issei, images of war appeared around some scenes struck him more than others. Like one which had a horseman riding upon a steed, yet the steed was nothing shory of red. He also used a bulgeon to brutally kill his enemies. Other scenes also appeared, one which held some sort of demon? This demon was comstantly calling upon illusions of himself. He then turned, turned into something for more monstrous as did his illusions.
"So... this means that you are a part of me now?" Issei asked, just to be sure. "Yes." "We now offer you a choice. Since you are now our host, you have essentially become a soldier of us, forever to continue this cursed battle. We could train you, in the ways of battle, to become the finest warrior that either of us have ever produced." Proclaimed the Dire.
Issei was conflicted. After hearing about the cursed battle, he wondered, why should he accept it? Then, he recalled his only friend getting builled and him getting beaten down. With a firm resolve, he responded "I accept". With that the ancients gave a nod and started chanting in a foreign language.
PAIN
That was all he could feel. A few seconds later, it subsided. Bringing his arms to his face he saw two patterns now inscribed on them. The Radiant coloured set was ...flowing, like a wispy curl of mist or a curling ivy it traced itself around his arms like a vine splitting spiralling into strange glyphs and and disappeared past his shoulders. The other by contrast bore the crimson tone of the Dire and was harsh and jagged bending at sharp angles and formed what could be described as circuit patterns. Like it's Radiant counterpart, it too wound its way up past his shoulders. The marks were spread all over his body but only one was on each side of his body, Radiant on his right and Dire on his left.
"This serves as proof of your acceptance. They will be invisible to others. Now go back to your friend in the real world. Do not speak of this to any soul. All you need to do to get back is to think of waking up. Farewell, young one." The Radiant said in a tender voice.
Upon waking up, he was tackled by his friend. "Issei! Are you ok? You were getting beaten up by the bully, but he suddenly ran away. Are you hurt?" rambled Irina. "Relax, I am fine. I just need to head home to get a plaster or two." He then looked around and realised that he was in his room. " You baka, you got hurt trying to defend me" Irina muttered as she softly hit the boy. " It's alright" Issei continuously whispered to her until she finally calmed down after what seemed like hours. Issei then realised that she was asleep and she was pinning him down on his bed. Might as well go back to sleep, thought the boy as he was still sore and tired from his injuries.
Unknown to them, both parents were watching the scene, sliently cheering for the young duo. They also however had a sad look on their face.
Next day
"I'm moving to England, Issei. I'm sorry". Irina told her friend/secret crush. Issei was of course devastated at losing his best friend. "Im sure we will meet again someday, dont cry now." Comforted Issei.
After sending Irina off to the airport, Issei went home and did some pondering on the pact he made with the ancients. What if I tried communicating with them through my mind? Thought Issei. "Hello?" He thought.
(So you finally contacted us again). Spoke the Radiant. 《It is about time too. Tonight, when you go to sleep, we will start training. Be prepared, for the trainers we have are not the most merciful ones.》Issei gulped at this but steeled himself. After all, he did make the pact and it was too late to back out.
Hope you enjoyed the first chapter of this. I am going to make Issei smart. Him being op? He probably will be, given how strong some of the dota heroes are. I think I will make a harem for him.
