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Rated M - For Strong Language, Blood and Violence and other stuff.

"Talking"

"Thoughts"

[Jutsus, Techniques, and Spells]


"[Chapter 7: The Uchiha Family Reunion: Part 2]"


It was nighttime in the area was completely covered in snow, it was obvious a winter in a deep forest area. This is where we find Vali Lucifer, a young boy around the age of nine running for his life.

Why was he running well quite simple, is because of a cold-hearted, cruel, sadistic, psychotic grandfather Rizevim Livan Lucifer, who had just killed both his mother and father for no apparent reason. He simply said he was bored and decided to kill his mother and father who loved him dearly.

Rizevim loved picking on and fucking with his own son, and told his son to marry a human. Believing that his grandchild would be weak, oh how he was wrong -- apparently Vali was born with a very powerful Longinus Class a Sacred Gear, the Divine Dividing.

This legendary gauntlet held the soul of Albion, the Vanishing Dragon, that had enough power to easily slay Satan-level beings and God-level beings in his prime along with his counterpart Ddraig, the Welsh Dragon.

Vali couldn't believe it his perfect family life shattered like glass, just because his grandfather was bored.

Vali eventually came to an opening to a large field, when he saw the monster that was his grandfather waiting for him.

"Vali-kun~... Where you going, lad? Don't you want to hug your dear grandfather? Come here lad, and let your grandfather SQUEEZE THE LIFE OUT OF YOU, SLOWLY AND PAINFULLY! KAKAKAKAHAHAHAHA!" Rizevim screamed out in an insane tone of voice.

Vali did not move he did not even speak as he slowly began to back away, only for his grandfather to slowly advanced towards him. With a cruel and sadistic grin on his face, as his eyes held much amusement in them. "You know it's very disrespectful if you stay silent when your beloved grandfather is speaking to you~," Rizevim said with the marking pout on his face.

"It seems your bum of a father never taught you good manners. Well, let's your dear grandfather, give you some proper etiquette lessons~ SO YOU KNOW HOW TO PROPERLY ACT IN FRONT OF YOUR GRANDFATHER!" Rizevim once again screamed in an insane tone of voice, with a wicked grin spread across his face.

Vali quickly turned around and began to run, hoping to get far away from this monster. Unfortunately, that's not how it works, he ran face first into his grandfather's stomach, looking up with a look of pure dread on his face.

Rizevim sighed with a frustrated look on his face, but the small frown turned into a sickening grin, as Rizevim slapped his grandson across the face.

Vali was thankful for the large amounts of demonic power he possessed, even know that was a simple greeting from his grandfather.

His small body was sent hurling across the ground smacking into the ground multiple times. He eventually came to a stop as his small body began to shake in pain.

"Ugyagyagyagyagya~ That's right my cute little grandson, let your beloved grandfather teach you some manners~ Let's start by breaking your body and soul and so you know manners LIKE THE DOG YOU ARE!" Rizevim laughed out in an insane tone of voice once more.

"Aww~. What's the matter Vali-kun~? Don't you want to spend more time with your grandfather, have you ever considered my feelings? This is how Devils truly show affection!" Rizevim laughed out as he kicked his grandson in the stomach sending him flying.

Vali small body came to a full stop as it slammed into a tree, he upon impact hacked up blood and slid down to the ground.

Rizevim slowly advanced towards his grandson, who raised his head, showing the tears which already had started streaming down his cheeks.

Vali tried to crawl away, unfortunately, Rizevim had no intention of letting his grandson leave, as he quickly and effectively grabbed his grandson's ankle and snapped it like a twig.

"WAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAGH!"

"Yes! Yes! YES~! Keep screaming my precious grandson~!" Rizevim yelled out before grabbing his grandson by his head perfectly. "Now how about we try a new game~. It's called head splitter~! Ugyagyagyagyagya~!"

"WAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAGH!"

Vali released a heart-wrenching scream as Rizevim gripped his head harder, applying his demonic power to reinforce his hand's power.

The pain was far too much for young Vali. He kept screaming in agony as he tried his best to get out from his grandfather's iron grip. He couldn't even concentrators demonic power into magic bullets. Even if he could create one there is no way he would be able to kill this abomination in front of him just by one shot.

"Yes! Scream! Cry! Make your grandpa cum by your pain and suffer~! Yes~! Keep screaming my dear grandson~! Make your precious grandfather feel good~!" Rizevim cackled madly as he applied more pressure as he felt a bit resistance in Vali.

All seemed lost Vali could feel his world was going dark, he was losing consciousness, his grandfather's laughter of insanity became muffled and weaker. "Please... Anyone... Please help me..." Vali thought with the last of his mental strength.

"Aww... What's the matter, my precious little grandson? Well, this is getting boring anyways I think I'm going to..."

"[Shinra Tensei! — Heavenly Subjugation of the Omnipresent God!]"

"Huh... AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH!" Rizevim said before he was hit by a massive wave of gravitational energy. The son of the morning star was sent flying as he smashed through multiple trees before coming to a full stop.

Vali with the last of his energy looked up as he saw when he presumed to be a man with snow white hair wearing a robe. He had strange symbols on his robe and had red rippled eyes.

Madara couldn't help but glare in the direction he sent at the son of Lucifer. "You're dead Rizevim Lucifer. Even Lucifer wouldn't stoop this low..." The man said to himself.

The man glanced towards Vali's unconscious body before gently placing his hand on his back. "[Yomotsu Hirasaka! — Underworld Slope Hill!]" The man whispered as Vali's body was sucked into a dimensional rift.

That was the last thing Vali heard before he found himself to a strange thick forest.


—Vali woke up with some cold sweat running down his face. Weird. He has been having these dreams quite daily this last month. He flipped the blanket and found a naked girl sleeping beside him. Her skin was white to the extent that the light made her cheeks glow. Her long, black hair was tied back and in a mess, her face was also innocent and relaxed.

"Hey Yiren, quickly wake up. Breakfast is already made." Vali infused a loving gesture and shook her shoulders. Right at this moment --

"—Nii-Sama, chance!"

Yiren's eyes, whom he thought was still asleep, suddenly opened.

"What!?"

Her hands and feet were like tentacles and suddenly shot out from under the blanket.

Yiren's soft and small hands and legs wrapped around Vali's body. In just a short period of time, she pulled Vali onto the bed and tightly hugged him.

"Nii-Sama! Nii-Sama!"

Yiren, who was rubbing her face on his chest, kept repeating the same words.

In an instant, he broke away from her hand's and legs's bind, and escaped from the bed.

Vali went at the window of the room, he opened it.

"Cold. Well is to be expected, it is December here in the familiar Forest after all."

A cold breeze made a chill run through his naked body and made the bag that was covering his left eye move to the side revealing a strange eye that is characterised by silver sclera and irides, with a ripple pattern spreading over the eyeball and seven tomoe.

A smile adored his handsome face as he started thinking about the day were that man, Madara Uchiha A.K.A the Angel Of Despair, the most feared man to have graced this world, saved him for his psychotic grandfather.

Thirteen years.

Yes, it had been exactly thirteen years since that day. A lot had happened, but he was happy. He had someone he could call a father, a mother, friends, rivals and younger siblings, in fact plenty of them, even through he had no blood connection with them, he still called them his younger siblings and they called him "Nii-sama" and the finally he had someone he could call his...

Suddenly, a pair of soft arms wrapped around his naked body. Yiren had pressed her naked beautiful body against his back from behind.

"Nii-sama, why did you leave the bed? Come, let's get inside. It is getting cold." She said mumbling softly.

Vali turned his body around, facing the woman in front of him and pressing his lips against her soft, pink delicate lips. "It's already 8 in the morning. Don't forget what mother always tells you: Sleeping late is bad for your skin." Yes, he had someone he could call his lover, and last night was the night that they had finally become one.

Through there was a problem at that. Yiren was the daughter of Madara and Tiamat. She was born five years before he had arrived here, in the Familiar Forest.

If Vali told Madara about their relationship, he would think like he had betrayed the trust that the two of them had placed in him about protecting Yiren, and he promised that he would protect her even if Great Red was against him. So telling him... Was simply out of the question.

"What are you thinking about, Vali?" Yiren asked as she put on a pair of black shorts and a lose black shirt with the Uchiha Clan symbol on the back.

Vali put on a dark green V-neck shirt with a high-collared black leather jacket over it with the Uchiha Clan symbol on the back of it. He also put on burgundy jeans with a silver chain drooping down over them and black leather chaps with three bands encircling his right calf, and black shoes with black buckles.

"Ah, nothing, don't worry about it." Vali gave a gentle smile and patted her head making a blush appear on her white cheeks. "Let's go down stairs.

Yiren gave a nod and grabbed Vali's hand dragging him out of the room with brightest and happiest smile that she had shown in her life. She was happy, that much was very clear.


"Looks like we finally made it.

Lightning announced, as she felt her shoulders were going a little bit stiff from being stuck inside the train for a few hours. The doors open up. They got out of the train and slowly walked out of the train station.

Unknown to all of his companions Elijah's eyes had changed-- his eyes had become purple with a ripple pattern spreading over the eye ball.

"Let us see, let us see. Where might you be Asia." He gaze was scanning the entire Kouh when suddenly his sight cough a church that stood atop of a hill. "Ahh, here you are-- wait, what's this? Why is her life force so weak? This other life force that is close to her, a fallen? Wait don't tell me.

"Hey Elijah, why don't you use your Sage powers to sense he-" Young-Hee suddenly bumped into Elijah because he had stopped on the middle of the street and lightning started crackling around him. "Elijah what's wrong?"

Elijah jumped with all of his force towards the church creating a sonic boom and leaving a gigantic crater on the street that was filled with people where he once stood.

He landed right in front of the church with a large "Boom" causing the entire Kouh to shake to its core.

"I can sense multiple presences inside. 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 10... There should be more than 20 people inside." Elijah then sauntered forward and kicked the doors of the church. "If I can sense them, there is no doubt they can sense me as well.

"ASIA! WHERE ARE YOU?!"

Inside, the place simply resembled an abandoned sanctuary and Elijah focused his attention at the centre, right below the altar. There seem to be be trap door there.

But suddenly two figures appeared in front of him. Two women to be more accurate stood in front of him. One was rather tall and buxom, her long navy blue hair falling across her face to cover her right eye.

The other woman looked much younger in her gothic lolita clothing and blonde haired tied into twintails.

Both looked rather annoyed in being forced to watch the doorway with the older woman crossing her arms under her chest while the younger girl had began to tap her foot on the ground.

As Elijah started walking towards the location of his sister, the older woman stepped in front of him to stop his approach. "Who are you human?"

Elijah's eyes were obscured in shadow by his hair as he continued to move toward the woman, his pace barely slowing. "Move out of my way. I got no times for games.

The woman frowned and placed a hand on Elijah's shoulder to stop him from moving past her. "Excuse you but-" Suddenly she found herself with a fist embedded in her gut before she could even finish the sentence.

That knocked the air out of Kalawarner and she instantly doubled over due to the insane power behind the blow before being blind sided by a powerful elbow strike to the back of her head, bringing her to the ground groaning in pain.

Elijah stood up nonchalantly, dusting off his hands as if it was nothing.

"Hey!" The other guard, Mittelt cried out as she charged at him with speed that didn't belong to a little girl.

Elijah let her close to him and once she was close enough he grabbed her head and crushed her skull.

"Hey! Hey! Hey!" A young man with short white hair, dressed in clerical clothing's, walked out from behind a pillar. "Well, who do we have here? Are you a Devil here to save Asia-tan? HAHAHAHA!" The man started laughing in a crude manner and a disturbing smile spread across his face. "You know, since I'm super strong, I cut Devils into pieces when I first meet them! You guys piss me off! DIE! You trashy Deeeeeeevil!" After spouting off verbal abuses, he took out a gun and a sword. Hmph.

"Out of my way.

"Ahaha! Lately, I haven't had an awesome battle like this! You seem strong! I'm going to kill you!"

The man shot out multiple bullets from his gun but Elijah evaded the soundless bullets with ease. "Hmmm! Such a pain! Fucking DIEEEE YOU PIECE OF SHIT! Eeii!" As if unsatisfied, the man continued releasing more bullets but Elijah had already grasped the flow of his movements

He was able to completely read his opponents breathing and muscle tension. Elijah could sense the outline of the distortion in the air caused by the flow of the bullet, depicting an outline as if showing where the phenomenon was going to happen next.

The second wave of bullets were also avoided and like the dancing wind, Elijah plunged within a few meters of his opponent. His hand had already grasped the hilt of his sword and Elijah channeled his lightning chakra through it. "You talk too much.

With a white flash, the horizontal Iai slash was unleashed, causing blue sparks to scatter and the man flew back dozens of meters and crashed through the Church onto the outside grounds.

Elijah flicked away the dirt from his katana and headed towards the altar's hidden stairs.

His vision was blurry -- he could only see red -- his eyes had changed -- they had become crimson red and out of his mouth came only one word on repeat like a broken radio.

"Asia. Asia. Asia. Asia. Asia.

He saw light, he knew that had to be the exit.

But when he came to the the end of the corridor what he saw broke his heart. There stood Asia hanged on a cross not breathing at all. At her right was a woman with two black wings on her back who was laughing like a maniac.

The woman seem to just have notice him. "What are you doing here human? Well it doesn't matter because you will soon die anyway.

"What have you done to my sister, insect?"

"So you are her brother? She has been crying for you to safe her all day. Hahahaha!!! So pathetic.

"Stop talking.

"You humans are really annoying little pests and pathetic.

"Stop talking.

"You couldn't even safe your sister from being killed." When he saw the Twilight Healing in her hands that is when he completely lost it.

"I said stop talking!!"

Raynare was about to say something else but she stopped when she was literally sent flying by a powerful shockwave that was created by the person in front of her. In fact, everything around her including the very walls of the church were pushed away from the epicenter of the blast, revealing the afternoon sunset and the group of devils surrounding the church.

It appeared Sona's peerage had set up a large purple barrier that surrounded the building, preventing Raynare's escape. They were not her biggest worry however.

She didn't even get a chance to stand up as Elijah closed the distance between them in a moment, an earth shaking sonic boom following him as he did so.

Raynare tried to lift her arms to block the muay-thai style knee to the head but as soon as her forearms touched the attack, she felt the bones in her arms instantly shatter and the skin on them blacken until it was almost unrecognisable.

The knee didn't slow down and as soon as it caught Raynare's chin, it knocked her off her feet and sent her rocketing into the top of the fifty foot high domed barrier with enough force to crack it.

The black haired fallen angel screamed to the heavens, tears cascading down her face as she struck the ground with a thud. Her body was burnt, broken and beaten, the black feathers on her wings falling off under the intense heat as blood leaked from all over her body.

With a tear rolling down his cheek he cut the chains that were holding her and opened his arms catching her, not allowing her lifeless body to fall on the floor.

"Why did this have to happened? Why am I so weak that I couldn't protect even my own sister? Why? Why? Why?" His eyes glowed with power and a bizarre looking head came out of the ground.

"[Rinne Tensei No Jutsu! — Art Of Rinne Rebirth!]"


On the outskirts of a small town was an old abandoned church that closed down years ago due to its poor infrastructure. However, now it was anything but abandoned as a dim glow illuminated the interior.

Inside a large congregation of men wearing black cloaks gathered in front of a large stone altar covered in magic runes drawn with what appeared to be blood and on the altar itself were large traces of fresh blood. Standing at the front of the altar was a man dressed in the robes of a priest.

The man was old, appearing to be in his fifties, he had short grey hair, his gut was slightly bloated and he had a very eerie smile on his lips that showed his teeth. The smile to any normal person would have alerted that the man was possibly insane.

It also did not help the man held in his grip a bloody ceremonial dagger in his left hand. He stood proudly in front of the congregation as he addressed them.

"My brethren, I welcome thee on this most festive occasion. We gather here today to carry out the will of our lord and saviour, God. Though the Church believes we have strayed due to our methods, I am here to tell you that they are wrong!"

His words earned shouts of approval from the cloaked men as they cheered him on.

"In this day and age the Church is overrun by the villainous plague that are devils. All thanks to the aid of their human servants to increase their power and influence. The Church claims that it is forbidden for us to kill humans, but I am here to tell you otherwise. Humans that have dealt with devils are no longer human and have been plagued by their greedy and lustful desires. So to purify the devils influence we must purify the humans who serve them!"

The cheering was thunderous as the men eagerly awaited their leader to start his gruesome show. The priest smiled with a vile grin as he waved his arm to a door next to him.

"BRING FORTH THE HEATHANS!"

The door opened and two guards came forward dragging behind them five young women who were bound in chains. These women were very pale, clad in rags and had their mouths gagged and their ankles shackled so tightly to their hands and feet that their skin was bleeding.

The five women were crying out of fear as they were brought to their knees by their captors.

"My brothers these vile harlots you see before you have sold their souls and bodies to serve our enemies." He went closer to them and he grabbed a blonde women by her hair and began to grope her, eliciting muffled screams from the terrified women and her fellow prisoners.

"By being under the influence of demonic magic, they have turned from the teaching's of God and must be saved my brethren. So I say let us purge the dark magic from their souls by cleansing their bodies.

He grabbed the same girl and forcibly dragged her to the altar where he began to chain her up, despite her squirming and muffled pleas of protest. As he was doing this the priest's grin never faltered, not even once.

"Oh God, we ask that you guide this poor lost lamb back on the path of righteousness and to accept her in your loving embrace as we absolve her and her companions of their sins.

The girl's eyes were wide with panic as she screamed in futile attempt for help. The priest raised the knife overhead. "Now my child, be joyous as I cleanse you of your sins.

The girl closed her eyes just as the priest brought the weapon down on her. Suddenly just as the blade was about to stab her body, the ceiling above the altar collapsed as a bright white light filled the church forcing the rogue priest and the exorcists in attendance to shield their eyes.

Finally, the light died down to show a new figure.

His skin was white, ten protrusions emerge from his back – five near his shoulders and five near his hips – as well as a black assortment of ten magatama markings appearing on his back; one large one, with a black Rinnegan-like pattern within it, and nine smaller ones arranged in rows of three below it.

He also had two horns sprouted from his forehead – the left smaller than the right – ten black orbs were floating behind him - and six magatama markings were across his chest like a necklace.

The head priest was startled by his sudden appearance. "Who dares to disturb the sacred ritual?"

The young man looked to the girl on the altar who stared at him with a pleading expression, then his gaze travelled over the crowd of stray exorcists that glared at him with hate and to the chained up girls who gazed at him with pleading looks on their faces.

"Sacred ritual? All I see are a bunch of lunatics justifying their actions by claiming it is in the name of some deity.

"How dare you refer to the all father as such? In his righteous name you will...!"

The priests rambling was silenced as the hooded man suddenly appeared behind the priest and gripped his neck with both hands. With a quick twist a loud snap echoed through the church as the priest fell to the ground in a heap with a shocked expression permanently etched on his face.

"You talk too much.

He turned to face crowd stray exorcists as they cried out in outrage for their leader's demise and charged at him welding holy weapons of every kind imaginable.

Several took out guns and began firing a barrage of light bullets towards him, yet he did nothing as the bullets rained down on him kicking up a giant cloud of debris, temporarily blinding their view of him.

"Over there!"

A random exorcist pointing towards where their prisoners were located and the two guards jumped back in surprise as the mysterious figure appeared from nowhere with the woman who had been chained to the altar. He gently set her down and returned his attention towards the stray exorcists.

The two guards quickly got over their shock of him appearing in front of them and went to attack him with their spears. He watched as the guards foolishly charged forward before he back flipped over one guard and then kicked him in the back sending him flying into the spear of his comrade.

Taking advantage of the guard's surprise over stabbing his own ally, he grabbed the fallen exorcists' staff and speared it through the limp body and pierced the shocked guard right through his heart.

He turned towards the silent mob of stray exorcists as his whole body began to glow and radiate large amounts of power.

"Time to end this little game.

His body was enveloped in a bright light forcing the stray exorcists to shield their eyes. When the light finally died down they were greeted to a surprising sight.

The intruder's arms had gone through a radical transformation. His arms up until the elbows were now covered in strange black and white gauntlets.

The fingers of the gauntlet were very sharp and looked draconian in appearance, the hands of the gauntlets were black and on the back of each hand was a white insignia with the design of a splintered heart with a cross growing out from the lower half. At the center of each insignia was a nine pointed star-shaped jewel that fluxed from a dark color to a white one.

From his fingers to his wrists his gauntlets were black, decorated with a flame motif where it broke off into a pure white armor plating extending up to his elbows where they broke off into diamond-shaped elbow guards.

Many of the stray exorcists had mixed reactions of both fear, arrogance and rage.

"Shit! That brat wielding a sacred gear!"

"Why is that heretic wielding one of the chosen weapons of God!"

The last comment made him clench his hand with rage. How dare these killers who took the teachings of their own God's name in vain and call him a heretic when they were the ones who went against their own beliefs. He began advancing towards the group of stray exorcists. At first it was a small walk but soon turned into a run and the stray exorcists began their assault.

Many brought their blades down on him, but they passed through as if he were a specter. After he phased through every attack, he stabbed his enemies with lightning fast precision with his gauntlets in many vital areas.

Upon emerging from the crowd, dozens of exorcists began to convulse in pain and coughed up blood before falling limply to the floor. He then jumped and landed in the center of the crowd and opened his hands as two large black double-edged swords materialised from the orbs that were standing behind him.

He gripped them tightly as he began to slash at the rogue group of exorcists. They tried to counter with their own weapons, however their blades were no match for his as they cut through their holy weapons, reducing them to ashes.

The stray exorcists fear grew when they saw as every member that was struck down froze in mid-air before turning grey and crumbled to ash. The exorcists soon found themselves overwhelmed by the intruder and some even thought of using the women as hostages.

However he took notice of this and before they could even lay a hand on the girls, he suddenly reappeared in between them and he spun around the exorcists, cutting them down and turning their bodies to ash. He looked up to see several exorcists chanting as they aimed their guns and other projectile based weapons at him.

Large amounts of holy light energy gathered at the tips of the weapons until they fired as one and fused together into a giant beam of light heading straight towards him. He released his blades as they transformed into two spheres of black and white energy.

He brought his hands together fusing the spheres into a much bigger orb. He aimed his hands at the beam of light and fired his own beam towards that of the exorcists.

The beam of dark light tore through the beam of holy energy with ease and the exorcists watched as several of their own fighters were caught up in the beam, disintegrating them to nothing. Several exorcists began to panic, many of them did the sensible thing and hightailed it out of the church.

Those who had no sense, however, remained to fight him. "You should follow your friends' example and leave." He added emphasis by grinding his armoured fingers together generating white sparks. The exorcists raised their weapons and jumped at him.

"That's fine... I wasn't going to let you leave any way.

He jumped forward and punched the nearest exorcist in the face. A satisfying crunch was heard as the exorcist was sent flying into a wall leaving a noticeably deep human shaped indent.

A second exorcist brought his sword down on him, forcing him to block the blow with his gauntlet. He pushed forward sending his opponent tumbling backwards and then delivered a devastating uppercut sending his opponent into the ceiling, where he remained with his body hanging down limply.

Three exorcists closed in on him cutting off any means from escape as they jumped down towards him. He smirked as he allowed them stab him with their weapons, only for them to go right through him.

He then jumped, delivering a powerful spin kick with enough force to break all three of their necks. By now only a handful of exorcists were left, raising both of his hands he focused energy into one spot as a black orb the size of a basketball began to form.

He began to push his hands together decreasing the size of the black sphere to that of a small marble. He then vanished again, reappearing in front of the nearest exorcist and he thrusted his arm forward into the exorcists gut.

He then retracted his arm and kicked the man in the stomach sending him into the remaining exorcists. They all watched with confused expressions as he waved goodbye to them.

Suddenly the exorcist he kicked screamed and they all watched blood started to leak from his eyes, ears, mouth and nose and watched as his stomach started to look as if it was being sucked in from the inside. They attempted to get some distance from him, but it was too late as the man's body burst in a shower of blood as a giant black hole appeared.

The exorcists started to panic and tried to run away but this failed as they were caught in the holes gravitational pull. They cried out in fear as they disappeared into the infinite void of the black hole as it started to shrink and then it returned to the other black orbs behind him.

With his job done, he left the church and got out.

Looking at the sky his violet eyes that had a ripple like pattern met the round and pale yellow moon, staring wistfully at the glowing circle that hung in the darkness. The night sky was clear of clouds and the glowing orb was surrounded endlessly by glittering stars, the sky glimmering dimly like black silk under light.

It was irritating that his vision, that the Rinnegan provided took away the darkness, making everything look semi-bright as if it were daytime. At times like these, it kind of ruined the mood he had.

Gazing down from the moon to the forests that were beyond the boundary, he realised that the night was awfully silent, with the animals that were in the nearby forest all asleep.

"It seems you are done here. What took you so long, Azrail? I was starting to get lonely, you know?" A sweet, melodic voice spoke to him.

The voice came from a beautiful woman -- no the word "Beautiful" would be a complete insult.

A single female stood there, in front of him. Clad in light clothes in a shade of pale violet—the exact same colour as his eyes—and hemmed with silver thread, she had her pale, slender hands crossed. Her arms and fingers were slim like a doll, but the two mounds propping up the flimsy fabric immediately above them were beautiful — her breasts, peeking out from her unreservedly opened neckline, too, shone white. At last, Azrail looked at the Goddess' face. A sensation like his soul being sucked out descended upon him in that moment and everything else left his vision.

Could the greatest carver in the Supernatural even bring forth such artistry after an entire lifetime of effort? No one cold ever find the words to describe even a sheer fraction of her beauty.

Even if he tried to liken her lips to flowers, a flower with curves so lovely couldn't be found anywhere in the Supernatural World. Both those eyebrows framing her shut eyelids and her long hair flowing onto the grass beneath her feat looked as though they had been dyed in 24 karat pure gold. They gave off a cold gleam, reflecting gold from the dimness and yellow from the moonlight.

"Sorry about that, Aki, but they were really... Persistent, but not to worry, I took care of them. They won't be bother anyone anymore. For that I am sure." Azrail said, the edges of his lips perking up a bit, forming a small smirk.

Aki had a chill run down her spine from hearing his words and imagining what he did to them.

"You really like to live up to your name, don't you, Angel of Death, the fifth Sage of the Six Paths and one of the three great Sages of the Six Paths?" Aki said while shrugging her shoulders.

"Well... Of course... I wouldn't have pushed myself to this level of power if I wouldn't live up to my name, even through the power that I wield it was granted to me by your father, I need to complete my end of the bargain that I made with Madara-sama." He said that sentence with a voice filled full with pride.

Years ago--834 years ago to be more precise in the "Devil Civil War" was the moment he met Madara, the most terrifying man he had and will ever see in his immortal life.

Aki smiled, she liked how loyal Azrail was to her father, she could trust him without the fear of having him betray them.

"Well then... Shall we-

Suddenly, the two of them felt a great energy source coming from above them, the sky cracked and out off it came a paper that found its way and landed into Azrail's hand. He opened it and started reading before giving off a small smile.

"What does it say?"

"It seems that we are going home, Aki." The words that came out of his mouth made Aki so happy that it couldn't be described with words.

"Home?! Really?!" Her eyes shining with stars. "Its been a long time, hasn't it? Four years I guess. I wonder how much has my little Asia grown. Come Azrail, there is no time to waste." Her voice filled with excitement.

Azrail face palmed, it was always like this when the word "Home" was mentioned in front of her. She loved her family way to much. "I guess is a trait inherited by Madara-sama." Activating his power of the Rinnegan...

"[Yomotsu Hirasaka!]"

He croaked, his voice slightly raw from suddenly being used. He grinned and the two walked towards the rectangular portal slowly.


End of chapter 7.