My name is Philmore Black, and I am Rius Gremory's Rook. She said I was too strong to let die. I gave her my soul in exchange for a second chance at life as a devil. With this Raging Devil Sacred Gear nothing can stop me.

"Phil. Phil? Phil!" Oh shit, Rius was saying something. "Phil, you need to understand the type of power you weild. The Raging Devil sacred gear will multiply your strength when your mind is in a state of intense anger. As a human you were stronger than most low level devils. But with you reincarnation as my rook your power likely rivals that of the fallen angel, Azazel. Control is key..."

Oh, so thats what she said. Tell me something I dont know lady. Not to brag but not even her other rook, Konoko, can hang with my strength. I probably shouldn't mention that though.

"You must remember, no matter how strong you become. You must never go against my wishes. I am your master and you will obey me."

I really hope she's done talking now. I don't like it when she starts talking like she owns me, my people aren't too keen on having a master. After all I'm not Japanese, I'm black. My father was stationed at a U.S. military base here so I was born here..

"...so in conclusion, if you were to lose control of the Raging Devil, you could potentially exterminate all life on the planet. Understand?"

I need to get better at listening. "Yeah sure, I understand, control my rage and blah, blah, blah." Akeno laughs at my obvious indifference. "I won't lose control. My body can handle as much power as my gear can give me."

Rius rolled her eyes as I finished. "Just remember who you serve, Phil."

*Flashback*

It was only a few months ago. My brother owed money to a loanshark and when he couldn't pay, they decided to give him a beating. I stopped them, but not before they gutted me like a fish. Rius Gremory found me, and the rest is history.

There's no time to worry about the past though. As her Rook, Rius Gremory has forbidden me from carrying out any acts of vengeance on my murderers. I can't stand having a master, but I know that one day, I will taste the sweetness of revenge.

"...And since you have such a difficult time listening when I speak to you... I believe a punishment is in order."

"Punishment?" I understood her words. But somehow I was confused anyway. My right hand began to glow a bright orangish red, like the tip of a freshly lit cigarette. Master or not she's crazy if she thinks I'm that submissive.

"Yes, punishment. Will you resist?" She answered rather quickly, as if she knew I would have a problem with being punished. I may be in highschool but I've been on my own for so long I can scarcely imagine someone criticizing my behavior let alone someone punishing me. "I don't get punished Rius." I tried to say it as calmly as possible but I can tell she could sense my agitation.

"I'm afraid that's not true Phil. I will punish you. You are my Rook and my servant. Obey me, or your punishment will be worse."

Rius has a mouth as big as her tits. "Now would be a good time to back down Rius." My words boomed with authority. "You may own my soul, but I have a bit too much pride to be punished by a woman only a few years older than myself."

"You will watch your tounge servant!," she screamed. I could tell she was losing her composure. I concentrated my anger into my right hand, it began to burn hotter until my hand burst into white, hot flames. She took a few steps back, I took a couple forward. I looked in her eyes. There was absolute fear. "Stop him!" She screamed out of nowhere. Suddenly I was surrounded by the entire Occult Research Club. "If you don't obey me, we'll kill you!" I could tell she was serious. So was I. I'm sure she was expecting me to back down. Too bad she doesn't know me very well.

I inhale a deep breath and clear my mind. "Ready, Set, Go."