Alright, I've returned with the next chapter. It came much faster than I thought and I did my best not to keep many waiting too long. As for the reviews and such, I loved them thank you. Hopefully I can create an amazing story that all of you look forward to.

As of now I'm going to answer a few of the questions I read in the reviews.

As to Issei, he'll be the same loveable pervert but it will be a bit tone down as I don't think I can completely nail is super perversion. Hopefully it's not too noticable.

Next would be the Excalibur arc. I've got it planned out, no worries. As for now, things will be building Issei up and setting his new life. Which shouldn't be much longer, maybe a chapter or two.

And finally is Issei's harem situation. For all to know, Asia will still be apart. She holds important feelings towards him as he does for her. I won't change that about their characters as I've already done enough to them. Further additions will come along soon as you'll see next chapter and so on.

Thanks for reading this lengthy A/N and do enjoy the chapter.

Issei didn't know what to expect. Despite coming to the Underworld less than a week ago and seeing the magnificent estate the Phenex's owned, nothing could prepare him for the new place he would soon be calling home.

"Y-You've got to be kidding me..." Issei choked out.

"Nope. This will be your new home, Issei."

Sairaorg patted the brunette on the back, smiling brightly as he climbed the steps to his home.

Issei could only stare at it in awe, at a loss for words as his eyes traveled farther up to try and find where the building peaked. It seemed massive, easily toppling the size of the Phenex's home. He could say it was the biggest home he's ever seen, and probably will see.

There was absolutely no way Issei could become accustomed to such a large place. He felt he was going to be getting lost inside many times if he didn't have someone to help him.

"That is enough gawking Issei, we have much to do while there's still daylight to burn," Sairaorg stated, continuing into the large...palace? Could Issei even call it that? No, it was much bigger.

But, with little time to think on it, the pawn followed behind his king.

"It'll be quite lucky if everyone is at the training ground. That way you'll be able to meet your new friends and allies," Sairaorg said as he begun to walk down one of many halls.

Issei stayed silently, taking in all the details of what he could describe as a glorified castle. The walls were aligned with amazing paintings and items that looked very rare. The floors were spotless and shining to the point he could see his face. And the ceiling had beautiful chandeliers hanging, shimmering as the large windows allowed the light to shine through.

"So Issei, I must ask you," Sairaorg spoke up, snapping the brunette from his awe-stricken staring. "Why did you give up your arm for Rias?"

Issei blinked a few times before looking down. His Boosted Gear sat there, it's emerald gem glowing as if recognizing the older teen's words. He too wondered for a moment on why he did but easily found the answer after a few seconds.

"Because she saved me," he answered, sounding as if he was talking to himself than answering. This made Sairaorg knit his brows and look back at the boy, also noticing the confliction in his servants voice.

"She saved you?" He asked slowly. Issei sounded almost confused to answer and Sairaorg was curious as to if that was truly the case.

"Yes. When I was a human, I was targeted by a fallen angel. She had murdered me in cold blood and, just before I died, told me that my Sacred Gear was dangerous. That with it, I may cause a lot of destruction and kill a lot of people. Basically, I was a threat, or could be, to someone. So, I was killed out of fear."

Sairaorg stared at Issei for some amount of time. By this point they had stopped walking and were just standing in the hallway. Issei had his head lowered and looked troubled by his slight trembling. His Sacred Gear was glowing ominously, obviously responding to his emotions. Whoever was worried of the Red Dragon had a right to be. Issei would become very powerful in the future and Sairaorg wondered how Rias could have missed something like this. The sheer amount of power Issei radiated was enough to put even him on alert.

"But just before death could take me, Buch-, I mean Rias-san, turned me into a devil and gave me a second chance at life. She was someone who gave me strength and believed in me, that I could accomplish anything. And for once, I felt like I truly could. Then Raiser came along... I just wanted to pay her back for all she did for me."

Issei grit his teeth and clenched his fist. Despite it all, in the end, she told him he was too weak to stay with her. That despite all of it, no matter what he did, he'd never be strong enough to protect her. That no amount of sacrifice he could make would be enough to keep her safe.

Sairaorg took notice of his distress and conflictions. All pointing to his former master who supposedly was his savior. It seemed Rias had a heavy impact on him.

"So Issei, with all that's happen to you, what do you plan to do now?" Sairaorg asked, folding his arms.

The brunette didn't need any time to think on it. He already decided with what he was going to do. So he clenched his fist and quickly wiped his tears. There was no time to dwell on the past.

"I'm going to grow stronger. I'm going to prove that I'm not weak! I'm going to make Rias see me as someone worthy of her! And, most importantly, I'm going to strive for my dream to become Harem King!" Issei shouted, pumping his fist into the air.

The heir blinked a few times before chuckling. He quickly tried to stifle it with his fist but it was hard to control. Eventually, he couldn't contain himself and he started to laugh aloud. He clutched his sides as tears stained the corner of his eyes.

Sairaorg expected the first part of Issei's claims but the last bit caught him by complete surprise. Of all the things he prepared himself for, that was the least likely. Although it was not unheard of, it was still a surprise that that was his goal despite the recent events.

"Oh, oh my, please excuse me, ahahaha. I never expected you to have such a passion for that kind of dream Ise," Sairaorg said, trying to explain his sudden outburst. By this point, the Bael heir was hunched over, his arms wrapped around his gut in an attempt to ease the slight pain in his stomach from laughing so hard.

Issei had already expected the reaction. Everyone laughed at his dream as it was something people thought was unattainable. It didn't deter the brunette from his dream and so he had become somewhat use to it. It was just odd that even devils laughed about it when Rias told him that polygamy was encouraged in the supernatural world. Maybe she was just trying to boost his morale at the time.

"However, I'm sure we could do something about that in the near future," the Bael suddenly said.

"...Wait what!?" Issei asked, double-taking towards his king.

"Yes, it's quite easy to build a harem. The stronger you are the more women will flock to you. And it just so happens your king is the strongest devil of our generation," Sairaorg boasted, flexing his arm and patting the bicep with his other hand. "I'm sure with what I have planned, women will be all over you in no time."

"R-R-Really!? You truly mean it!?" Issei had stars in his eyes, completely sold on training under his new master. He couldn't contain his excitement as he begun to bow at his king's feet, worshipping the older male as if he was a god.

"Haha, seems I sold you on that, huh?" Sairaorg asked with a toothy grin.

"Hell yeah! I'm so ready to get stronger!" Issei replied enthusiastically, pumping his guantlet clad fist.

Sairaorg grinned in response and too pumped his fist. "Excellent. Then we'll introduce you to everyone else and begin your training immediately."

"Hai Buc-" Issei suddenly paused. "Eto...what exactly do I call you. I'm so use to Buchou because Rias was my club leader. But I don't have a title for you."

"Don't worry about it. Just call me Aniki if you'd like."

"'Aniki'? But wouldn't political officials or superiors get pissed at me for calling you something so informal?" Issei asked in confusion. "You know, the whole servant-master BS."

"Yeah but who really cares about that. I've never been one to like such pompous titles. Makes me feel like an old man," Sairaorg replied lackadaisically.

Issei smiled in return, a warm feeling filling his chest. He felt relaxed and comfortable around his new master. "Hai, Aniki!"

The duo then continued down the hall, a lighter mood held between the two.

"So are there any particular traits you want in a girl?"

"Large oppai, big enough to squeeze, and suck, and sleep, and all of that!"

"I see. Well I'll keep that in mind."

"Thank you so much, Aniki!"

"Hey, don't thank me, it'll be from your power that such women come to you."

"You think so?"

"I know so. I'll make sure you become the strongest Sekiryuutei in existence. Past, present, and future. The White One won't know what hit them."

This made Issei pause. He stopped mid step as his arm suddenly pulsed. He winced in pain and grabbed his arm instinctively. Sairaorg noticed and turned back.

"What is it?" He asked.

"I don't know... My arm just started acting up when you mentioned the 'White One' or whatever," Issei replied.

"Have you heard of them?" Sairaorg asked. Issei shook his head. "Hm, well it'll be a story for a later date as we still have some time. For now, your main concern should be growing stronger."

Issei was slow to nod his head. With the way his king spoke of this White One, it made it seem like something serious. Was there some hidden destiny between him and this White One? Was he like some weak ass protagonist who was going to have to fight this super powerful being that called him their eternal rival?

...

Welp, as long as he gets his harem, he didn't care who he had to fight. He'd beat whoever the hell this White One was!

"Here we are," Sairaorg announced.

Issei came out of his thoughts to find himself outside. He and Sairaorg were standing outside under a walkway, the latter looking out into a large open space. When Issei turned, his eyes widened to the size of saucers.

In the open field a group of people were training. They varied in size, gender, and powers, but all of them looked incredible as they sparred or practiced, looking incredible to the boy.

"Don't fall behind, I have to introduce them to you," Sairaorg said as he walked out into the field. Issei paused for a bit longer, catching a glimpse at who he assumed were his partners.

The group quickly took notice of Sairaorg walking towards them and immediately began to wind down whatever they were doing.

"Sairaorg-sama, you have returned," one of the girls said as she stepped to him and bowed.

She was young, around Sairaorg's age. She had long flowing blonde hair, tied in a ponytail, with bright blue eyes that were almost like crystals. She was dressed in a light, flowing white dress, that matched her porcelain skin amazingly, and wore a matching set of sandals showing off her delicate feet.

Of course Issei could only notice how big her breasts were, ogling at them with wide eyes. They looked luscious and squeezable, drool pooling from the boy's mouth as he imagined how'd they feel in his hands.

"Issei, come over here, you have to meet everyone," Sairaorg called back to the daydreaming pawn.

Issei snapped from his thoughts at the call and rushed to his king's side. Now was not the time to perv out.

Everyone had their eyes on him as he came forward and Issei nervously stepped beside Sairaorg who grinned and placed a hand on top of Issei's head.

"Okay everyone, here's our new member of the family. This is Issei Hyoudou, he's my first and only pawn, so be sure to look out for him," the heir announced loud enough for everyone to hear.

Issei felt embarrassed being at the center of attention. Despite the lack of numbers, Issei could feel the power radiating off of each and every one of them. They weren't as strong as Sairaorg but he could tell that they were much stronger than everyone at the ORC. Hell, they were stronger than even Raiser's peerage.

*Clasp*

Issei jumped a little as he felt two soft delicate hands wrap around his. When he looked up, the blonde from before was smiling at him with an amazing amount of warmth.

"It's a pleasure to meet you. For you to be Sairaorg-sama's only pawn, it must mean you're an amazing individual. I look forward to working with you," she said, sounding genuine and kind.

"L-Likewise," Issei stuttered out, blushing at how close she was. Most girls didn't even get near him but she was so quick to greet him and make him feel welcomed.

"This is Kuisha Abaddon. She's my Queen and basically the mother of the group. If you need help with magic or just any basic needs she'll be more than happy to help," Sairaorg explained with a warm smile of his own.

Issei only nodded his head. It was then that another member stepped forward and he turned to meet them.

It was a woman who looked to be in her early to mid twenties. She had long wavy blonde hair, emerald green eyes, and equally porcelain skin to Kuisha. She was dressed in a grey business suit with a matching skirt, black thigh-high socks, and matching grey heels. Overall, she had a serious and stoic feel about her as she looked at Issei with emotionless eyes.

"I am Coriana Adrealphus. I am a Bishop of Sairaorg-sama and I hope we can get along," she said with no hint of emotion. However, Issei thought he heard a slight hint of seductiveness but pushed it aside for staring at her large breasts that seemed to be the biggest of the groups.

Next, Issei came to meet a young man. He had short cut black hair with dark brown eyes. He was dressed in an outfit Issei could compare to a priests robe, except it lacked a cross and held an image of a castle instead. And in his hands he held a creepy staff, one Issei didn't trust getting anywhere near.

"Hello, I'm Misteeta Sabnock, Sairaorg-sama's other Bishop. It's a pleasure to be working with you from now on," he greeted, bowing his head.

Issei quickly bowed back, not wanting to be rude. The staff was scary but the guy seemed nice. As long as it stayed away, he could get along with the guy.

Issei then turned and met the next member. He was a tall, lanky man, standing a full head above him. He had long jet black hair and matching onyx eyes that seemed to pierce through his very soul. The brunette felt chills the longer the tall man stared at him.

"That's Ladora Buné, my second Rook. He's not much of a talker but he's a very reliable teammate," Sairaorg stated, placing a comforting hand on the pawn's shoulder.

"Red Dragon..Ddraig..." Ladora said plainly. It made the others look at him in confusion before turning to Issei. The brunette didn't know how to respond and looked at Sairaorg for help. The Bael heir laughed in response, confusing everyone around.

"Keen as ever, eh Ladora. But I'll explain that after introductions are done."

"I shall go next then," someone spoke up.

Issei turned back and came face to face with another man. He was a very handsome man with short blonde hair and light grey eyes. He was like an older version of Kiba in the pawn's eyes and he felt a similar spark of jealousy despite not even knowing him.

"My name is Liban Crocell. I'm one of Sairaorg-sama's Knights. It'll be a pleasure working with you Hyoudou-san." He gave Issei a friendly smile as he stretched out his hand.

Issei took a moment before swallowing the jealousy he felt in favor of shaking the man's hand. He had to create better bonds, that was for sure. "Just call me Issei."

"Alright, Issei-san."

As the knight moved aside, a hulking figure then stepped forward. Issei's eyes widened as he curved his neck back to look up at the walking wall in front of him.

"That's Gandoma Balam, my other Rook. He talks less than Ladora but is a sweetheart to the core. If you need any comforting just have conversation with him. I know I always feel better," Sairaorg stated before laughing a bit.

Issei couldn't help staring at the large man. He stood about a good three meters and was thick from top to bottom. He was the biggest guy Issei had ever seen and knew that this large guy could easily crush him. Hell, Milky-tan had nothing on this dude.

Gandoma then stretched out his hand to Issei. The brunette had flinched, thinking he was going to get punched but when he looked back noticed that the large figure was holding a flower. Was he offering it?

Issei slowly reached out and took the plant. He stared at it before looking back up at the large creature. Gandoma smiled in response, which Issei didn't think was possible, and nodded his head lightly before walking over to Liban.

Issei's eyes followed the large man before looking back at the flower. He guessed that maybe his looks were just deceiving. That'd take some getting use to though.

"I suppose I am the last one."

Issei looked back to see a knight in full armor ride up on a white horse that had blue and white flames for a mane and tail. Issei blinked a few times, unsure of what he was seeing.

The knight dropped from his steed and removed his helmet, revealing himself to be an older man. He had long silver hair with navy blue eyes. He was chiseled and look like every girls fabled white knight. It was almost cliche at how he looked. Issei could only imagine how he spoke.

"I am Beruka Furcas. I am Sairaorg-sama's Knight and I look forward to fighting with you on the battlefield!"

Issei stared at him with a dry stare. Yeah, he was every cliche knight in fairy tales. It almost made him want to puke.

"Beruka, stop with the facade, you'll confuse Issei-chan," Kuisha stated with a playful pout.

Issei was confused and looked at the queen before turning back to the knight. He looked almost offended by her words

"Why whatever do you mean, I-. I'm sorry, that accent is a bit hard to hold," Beruka replied, dropping his tone seconds later.

Issei was suddenly surprised as his eyes widened from the sudden change in the final members demeanor.

"Anywho, like I said, it'll be great working with you Issei-kun."

He blinked a few times, surprised by how relaxed the knight had quickly become. It seemed he judged too quickly. So, mister pretty wasn't what he portrayed himself to be. Huh, that was actually a first.

The brunette's master noticed this and pulled him into a tight bro hug.

"Trust me Issei, you'll find many more surprises with us," Sairaorg said, giving a hearty laugh at the end.

Issei couldn't help but join in as well. The others around him soon followed. As they shared the laugh, Issei couldn't help but feel a bond already forming with his new allies. He connected with them much faster than with the others at the ORC and somehow felt apart of the family more-so than with Rias.

While Koneko hated him and Kiba and Akeno felt somewhat of an acquaintance with him, he felt that these guys actually wanted to make him feel apart of the group. He felt this warmth they gave off and, for once, felt he could maybe grow to something better. Sairaorg believed in him, as he gave him this new opportunity. And he was damn sure that he wasn't going to waste it.

As the laughter finally died down everyone sighed in contentment. Afterwards, Sairaorg placed both hands on his hip as a fire lit in his eyes and confidence began to radiate off him.

"Alright then, let's continue with training. I want everyone to be as strong as they can," he said with a small fist pump.

[Hai!] The group responded together.

It was then that they turned to Issei, who they noticed had said nothing.

"That includes you, Ise. No matter how weak you think you are, we'll be sure to help you," Sairaorg said confidently.

Issei slowly looked around, seeing everyone else nod or smile as reassurance. They made him feel at home so quickly and he could feel the slight sting of tears.

Sairaorg was such a kind king and his peerage followed in his steps. Issei was easily welcomed and felt that things could finally go right. He felt energized and pumped his fists as he removed his jacket.

"Alright, I'm ready!" He exclaimed as he rose his fist.

[Boost!] The guantlet announced. Everyone smiled brightly and prepared themselves for an intense session.

"Let's begin, shall we?" Sairaorg questioned.

[Hai!] The group roared, Issei included.

And with that, what's done is done. Hopefully you enjoyed this chapter as I know I've spun it just a bit. I've had the group accept Issei easily due to the fact of how I've written Sairaorg. I want a strong connection between the two, which they had in canon and I'm moving this ahead and also creating those bonds with everyone else in Sairaorgs peerage. Hopefully no one sees it as too OOC.

As usual, review and tell me what you thought of it. Everything is appreciated and ideas are always accepted and taken into consideration. With nothing more, I'll see you all next time.