Chapter 1 – Anything For You
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Her wings once embodied the sun, bright and radiant in their purity. Now they were stained black, leaving her with nothing but bitter regret.
"Will you die for me?"
He stood dumbly, mumbling a confused, "Huh?"
It was almost adorable, like a naïve puppy waiting for the owner it had abandoned. She had been like that too once, before she had thrown away everything – her wings, her Father's love – for foolish, unrequited love, and look how that turned out.
No, she had lived too long. The world didn't work that way.
And she raised her hand to throw the light spear.
At the very least, she would make it quick. Painless. He deserved that small mercy. She would take no pleasure in it.
In a way, it had been an enjoyable day. Watching him bumble around, trying in his awkward, clumsy way to make her happy. Almost enough to make her forget about the past.
And then she noticed.
A red gauntlet manifested on his arm.
That wasn't the Twice Critical.
That was the Boosted Gear.
How could she not recognize it? How many decades had she spent in Azazel's workshop, always trying and failing to charm him while his eyes held interest only for the artifacts in his hands?
Her pupils dilated, eyes disbelieving. But it was true. The boy had one of the thirteen Longinus, unique Sacred Gears that had the power to kill God.
And now, it was in her hands.
She let the light spear dissipate into motes, closing the distance between them while swaying her hips.
Running her fingertips down his cheek, she leaned forward and whispered into his ear, "Would you die for me? Can you promise me your life? Your heart? Your soul?"
He stumbled backwards, trembling uncontrollably, eyes darting wildly. The back of his ankle hit concrete, and he found himself sitting down on the rim of the park fountain.
"Uh – uh…," he stammered, lost for words.
Raynare closed the gap, refusing to let him escape. Facing him, she sat on his lap, creamy thighs sandwiching his waist. Long, delicate fingers reached up and caressed his cheeks, forcing him to look into her deep violet eyes.
"No, you need to decide now," she whispered seductively.
He shivered involuntary at her words. She could feel his heart thumping wildly.
Issei swallowed, then asked, "You … really want me?"
"What's wrong, Issei? You don't like me?" she teased.
"If you're okay with someone like me," he murmured, tears beginning to well up in the corner of his eyes.
"Your life, heart and soul," she reminded gently.
Issei nodded. "My life, heart and soul. I'll do anything for you."
She leaned in and pressed a chaste kiss against his cheek, leaving him to touch the spot in a daze.
Raynare smiled and moved to the side, pulling his head down onto her lap and gently massaging his head.
As he played with the ends of her long, silky hair, she told him about the truth of the world.
Of how she would guide him, and teach him.
Of the Devils, and the Church, and a thousand other threats to him.
Of their future.
And when he fell into slumber, exhausted from the events of the day, she closed his eyelids and a cruel smirk formed on her face.
A new dawn was approaching.