Not my first time uploading, but I've noticed some small mistakes. Also I kind off forgot to upload.
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"This is the weakling you have to kill? Give me twenty seconds and I devour his soul." A boy spoke out while standing on the branch of a tree, invisible to everyone.
A woman next to him just laughed slightly. "He truly is pathetic. A month and he dies due to blood loss by the amount of porn he watches." She said while sitting on the same branch with two black feathered wings hanging out from her back. "It's hard to resist the temptation of simply throwing a Light Lance at him and killing him and his two friends in one hit."
She felt the branch shaking and then a hand on her leg, carefully caressing it. "I know what you could do, but Azazel's orders were clear. Stay low. Not that I appreciate seeing you swinging a crimson red Lance at someone and gifting me their souls." She couldn't see it but knew that the boy was smiling at her.
She was vicious, petty, sadistic, treacherous, vindictive, arrogant, cruel, barbaric and very deceptive, but she could never not ignore his smiles. Most fallen angels hated her for all those reasons, but he appreciated them.
"Kokabiel's order was to do it fast and without anyone noticing it. I am clearly not jumping into bed with this boy." She spoke up as she stood up and let herself fall backward down the branch. She made a twist and landed on her feet again. Just this time wearing a school uniform, looking years younger and with a higher pitched voice.
The invisible boy just smiled and followed the girl with his eyes. "Everyone falls for Yuuma Amano, it's just a matter of time. Let's see if he can beat the record." He whispered out to himself while looking at his invisible watch.
Issei Hyoudou was to humans nothing but a nuisance. Perverted, average looks and no physical traits that would make him stand out.
For the supernatural world on the other hand he was an enigma that had to be stopped.
Promise him your breasts and he could destroy cities for you. He was physically as weak as emotionally.
A pathetic sight.
There he was. Enjoying the short skirts and the panty flashes of the girls playing tennis.
Everyone knew that his chances with an average looking girl were at zero already. Even some of the more uglier girls wouldn't want him to be close to them. He wouldn't even dare dreaming of girls out of his league.
And he even is proud to be around losers like his friends, as well as being a part of the Perverted Trio.
His parents would be glad that they got rid of him. No one would miss such a level of virginity.
Azazel promised her a promotion. Becoming his Lancer was not what she imagined. Sure, she is now a Fallen Angel of the middle class with four wings, but that was never what she could have imagined.
Off course she would always stay loyal to her master, but becoming one of his seven servants was an honor she never could have dreamed of.
The Lancer piece. One of the three knight class servants. And his first choice was a low class Fallen Angel like her.
Maybe because she has far greater potential than others?
Was it because she brought him his Assassin?
Assassin...
Why did she feel the need to compare him to Issei? An ego boost for her?
For the past year, she and Azazel were the only ones allowed to call him by his real name.
He was the same age as Issei when they found him. Just that Assassin was a menacing opponent and Issei would be nothing but a victim for him.
He is just two years younger than her. But the amount of people he killed was a thousand times higher than hers. And she only killed six people in her entire life.
Xerel...
A beautiful name. "Xerel..." She whispered out as she walked with a smile towards the sunset, following Issei.
Yuuma just saw him standing on a bridge above the road. His mind in deep thoughts while his arms leaning against the railing of the construction.
A bridge...
The first time she saw Assassin's work was next to a bridge.
Her eyes just focused on Issei's pale white skin and his golden eyes. His short, wavy purple hair at the front was completely untouched by the wind while his long ponytail waved around, following the cars driving below them.
"Are you Issei Hyoudou?" Why did he blink? His golden eyes just turned into a disgusting brown again.
And she concentrated so much on making him look like Assassin.
The boy just stared at the girl next to him and grew red before nodding slightly. "Y-Yes I am."
The click of a button let Yuuma's ears perk up but she chose to ignore the sound while talking to Issei. "Six seconds and he was head over heels into her." Assassin shook his head while standing unimpressed on the railing of the bridge right next to the two. "I saw men thrice your age falling faster for her. Even at this you are an average." He said as he wrote his name down in a book.
While keeping his head buried in the small book he noticed male feet in the corner of his eyes. "Issei is already leaving?" He asked while Yuuma nodded.
"What's his score?" She asked while hearing him jumping down right next to her.
"Six seconds. Considering that he didn't see you coming." Assassin answered with a very subtle chuckle.
Yuuma just shook her head and pinched the bridge of her nose. "He is a lost cause, glad that the devils of this territory didn't find him. Otherwise we would have a problem now." She joked while seeing Assassin's invisibility fading. "Xerel..."
"Raynare..." He held his elbow to her in a joking manner and felt her arm intervening with his. "Guess work's done for today?"
Within the blink of an eye the girl was gone and the attractive woman from earlier was back again. "Let's go, you must be hungry from watching all those people the whole day. Let's get you some strays to eat." She said as the taller boy smiled slightly.
An abandoned warehouse near a forest. One of the best hiding spots for stray devils. Afterall their soul tastes like freedom, power and fried chicken dipped in honey-mustard sauce.
His mouth watery, his eyes filled with eagerness and his partner next to him. "I felt an increased power source from here just seconds before we arrived." Xerel spoke as he walked towards the entrance.
Both servants heard a yell of pain and sickening sounds of flesh being ripped off a human. "Hey stray!" Raynare yelled as a perfect and clean red spear formed itself out of pure light. "Come and look your death in the eye!"
Even before anything could happen, Raynare jumped up evading a large spider leg. "That's disgusting." She spoke out while flying above the retreating leg.
Xerel just ran right into the darkness before being shot out of the shadows right against a wall.
It was a great sight. Always entertaining how he just stood up without a single scratch or any pain. And the yells of confusion from the opponent that received the wounds that Xerel should get.
Out of the shadows of the roof under the moonlights stepped a man. Handsome, tall and wearing elegant clothes. Just some blood that was dripping down the back of his head. "Greetings fallen angels, my name is Aegon..." Even before the man could finish his sentence, a hole appeared in his chest. He saw Xerel being pierced by a spear, but walking out of it like it never happened, the man on the other just fell to his knees, drowning in his own blood.
"Why do strays have a habit of introducing themselves to us after learning that we are stronger than they are?" Raynare asked while Xerel chewed on a translucent body of a man with eight large spider legs and four devil wings. "Hope it tastes good." Raynare raised her eyebrows at the boy while he nodded silently, ripping off the arm from the stay's soul.
He just pulled out a small book from a bag that was hanging around his shoulder and sealed the rest of the soul inside of a page. After labeling it with 'devil stray Aegon' he closed the book and walked over to Raynare while slowly eating the arm of the dead stray.
Her black leather panties dropped on the floor.
His scarf was put on a bench.
Raynare wrapped a towel around her body and walked off, followed by Xerel with a towel around his waist.
Nothing was better than a bath in hot water after an entire day of doing missions for Kokabiel and Azazel. "Your father is a piece of shit expecting these things from his daughter." Xerel said as he leaned back, and continued to eat the arm.
"Kokabiel had my loyalty, but now I am not his daughter anymore. I am Azazel's Lancer." Raynare exclaimed proudly while taking off her towel and relaxing completely. "Kokabiel wouldn't care if I died. All he cares about is war. You know, before you, I was like him. I wanted war."
Xerel just shook his head as he laid the remaining parts of the arm aside and wiped his mouth. "You wanted war? I know you an entire year now and that's new to me." He spoke out with irony.
"I am not joking, I wanted a war and to prove that the race of the Fallen Angels is superior to all the others." She said seriously while leaning back her head and stretching out her arms.
Xerel just dipped his head under the water and then came back up. "I am sorry if that's hard to believe for me but I was seventeen a year ago. Your friend was around nine hundred years older than me and he still died so fast. You are twenty, how do you want to fight in a war when your power level isn't even close to the one of a high class devil?" He asked as he looked at her, even giving her body a few glances.
She just laughed and shook her head. "I would die. Back then I was stupid and fast to act."
"And now you are stupid, fast to act and a Lancer." Xerel ripped off a long piece of the arm and let it drop into his mouth while Raynare laughed. "What is your plan on that date?"
"What was his name again? Issei? Well anyways, my plan is easy. Meet him at noon, kill him at night. I have to spend an entire day with him and can only kill him when we are alone." The young woman explained while Xerel took a deep breath and kept his eyes close. His chest, a little bit heavy and his face, a bit warm. "Something wrong with the plan? Are you..."
Raynare just looked at the boy and smiled wickedly. Her hand grabbed his and put in on her tight while he tried to stay calm.
Her mouth came closer to his face as he gave his cheek a lick. "Are you jealouuuuus?" She asked with a smirk while he smiled and huffed out.
Within the blink of an eye he was gone. His towel in her hand and a clueless face on her head. "Tsk, a short towel? So where is the man you have been hiding from us since the time you received a promotion from Azazel?" A woman spoke as she sat down in the hot spring across from her.
So close! So close! Her chest was beating extremely fast and her face was reddened. He could make her red! That is impossible.
"This man has certainly some skills in bed when he turns Raynare into a teenage girl." Another woman spoke out while sitting down. "So where is he? We saw his clothes in the changing room and you are holding his towel."
"Mittelt, Kalawarner..." Raynare spoke out with rolling eyes. "How is the work with Kokabiel?"
"Like always. He met a stray exorcist and a priest carrying a few swords. You might come down from your throne and tell us what type of missions you have to do? Since you aren't our leader anymore we are constantly being used for seducing angels into joining us. You know how annoying it is to be fucked the entire day. We are Fallen Angels, not succubi." Raynare just stood up and got out of the water. "Something wrong?" Mittelt asked as her eyes followed the former leader of their group.
"You are dripping. It's disgusting and I don't want that stuff in or on me. Next time shower that sperm off your bodies." She ordered while arrogantly closing the door to the changing room. "Sluts. Kokabiel, you are disgusting." Raynare exclaimed as she dried herself off and put on her clothes again.
She noticed that the clothes of Xerel were gone already and smiled.
Handsome, powerful, charming, elegant and most of all accepting. How is it that only her heart beats for him.
He should be having women surrounding him but she is the only one.
Right...
Those who don't know his name, will forget about him...
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The writer in question is Paimon.72