The Grand Order - Solomon

Disclaimer: I do not own Highschool DxD or Fate.

Note: This is an AU story, so don't expect things to be the same as in the anime or manga.

'Thinking'

"Talking"

"The Time of Crowning has Come; He is the One who Begins All."

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Chapter 6

- Solomon PoV -

In the days following my first trip back to my old dimension, I realized that I had gotten lucky in my fight against Viser. Had I not planned ahead and made that small hole to hide in, or that she had been too focused on dodging my chains to do anything about the one still in her chest, everything would have completely fallen apart.

Lucky breaks weren't a survivable way of continuing on, even with Telos Karma. I needed to be better, be stronger, than I was before if I want to actually see Tiamat's and my plan come to fruition.

And that meant going back to practicing with my Creation Magic day-in and day-out.

"Ars Enkidu!" I called out with a raised hand, feeling the Key grow warm as several golden chains flew out of small golden portals as straight as arrows towards a nearby tree. Their pointed tips piercing through the thick wood with ease as they shattered bark like it was paper.

"You've gotten better at making more of them." Tiamat observed. "But your control over their movements is still rather rigid compared to the maneuverability you have with a single one."

Begrudgingly, I nodded in agreement with her observation.

It was difficult creating and maintaining multiple chains at a single time, while also moving them around in any sort of complicated patterns. The most I could was limited to my current skill, and that was hopefully going to see an improvement in the next few weeks of training.

Solomon

Creation Magic Advanced - [58%]

The fight with Viser had been a great source of experience, and after I'd absorbed her soul into the Key for Tiamat to use, I'd seen a massive jump of experience. Which led me to believe that my progress can improve by fighting someone or something, killing them, and then taking their soul.

A rather… brutal method of improving. But now that the shock of having my first kill - outside of killing animals for food or their hide, of course - had finally settled, the thought of doing it again was not as uncomfortable an idea anymore.

"The taking of life is never an easy thing to overcome… But it does not have to define you, nor hover over you like a dark cloud." She offered in consolidation. Feeling my discomfort at how I'd already begun to move on from killing someone so quickly. "Put your mind at ease, my dear Solomon…"

With my concentration having wavered, I finally gave up attempting to practice for today with a defeated sigh, letting my hand drop as the several golden chains disappeared into small motes of golden light.

Walking over to the destroyed tree, I laid my hand carefully against the shattered stump and channeled Creation Magic into it through the Key.

As I continued to channel my magic into the ruined tree, the parts that were destroyed began to rapidly regenerate.

Bark, leaves, and branches soon began taking shape as I mended it as best I could; regrowing it back to its original state until it looked as if it had never been damaged before. Besides the pile of broken pieces of wood that laid scattered around the area, of course.

It hadn't taken very long to realize that Creation Magic had many applications - nearly infinite in a way thanks to its versatility. But it hadn't fully clicked just how versatile it actually was.

Making clothes and furniture, creating materials like marble and gold metals, and even regrowing a destroyed tree were only the tip of the iceberg. The possibilities were limitless, and all it really took was an application of will, imagination, and power that I was slowly gaining with the more I used it.

"There," I said as soon as the tree was fully repaired. "That should do it for today."

Having given up on practicing with my chains for the day, I went over to my slowly improving campsite as I took a seat on a - rather comfortable - marble chair that I'd made a week ago. Placing my elbow on the armrest, I lent my head down onto my closed fist as I watched the nearby animals go about their day.

After watching for a few moments, Tiamat finally broke the peace and quiet to ask."…you seem stressed, my dear. What's wrong?"

"Nothing…" I sighed, only to speak up a heartbeat later. "It's just… going back to our old dimension brought up a lot of old feelings."

Closing my eyes, I thought back to what I'd witnessed in that short - but horrifying - trip. "Seeing what that Stray did to someone, all because of a lust for power… it reminded me of being back at the Golden Dawn; where it wasn't so much that everyone was out to get you - they were just out for themselves. Chewing up and then spitting out anyone they wanted in order to gain more of what they already have."

"Is that all there really is back there?" I asked rhetorically. "An entire dimension filled with people out for themselves… looking for any way to go stronger, no matter what it takes? Or who they hurt?"

"Power… is an aphrodisiac." Tiamat replied knowingly, her words filled with countless eons of knowledge. "It can taint even the purest of hearts, whether for good intentions or bad."

Despite her lack of real voice, she still somehow was able to get across a rather drawn-out sigh as she explained. "It is power that can make people do thing they would have normally never even thought of before… like killing an innocent, or betraying a loved one… sometimes without even having meant to."

"And that's why our souls resonate as they do." She said, which caused me to perk up in surprise. "Because we both see what it does to others… and want no part of it."

"You and I could reshape the entire world if we desired, using our power as a blunt instrument to lay low any who would try to stand in our way." Part of me wanted to disagree with that statement; but after seeing just how limitless my Creation Magic was, my voice died as soon as I went to refute her. "But we don't, because what we seek isn't Power… but Freedom."

It was at this part in her speech, where Tiamat's voice became expressive. "Freedom from the disappointments, from the lies and deceits… Freedom to simply be who we are, and live as we want to… Together."

"But…" I hesitantly brought up, "aren't we doing the same thing? By killing others and taking their souls in order to break the seal… doesn't that make us just as bad as them?"

"…"

For a long moment, everything went quiet. And I worried that I might have said something wrong, until Tiamat's voice came back in a reassuring tone. "…we are not better, or worse, than anyone… my dear Solomon. We are both products of the same world that created them, and we suffer under the same failings as they do."

"But!" She expressed firmly. "Where they have chosen to continuing living in such a world… We seek to free ourself; discontent with allowing the status quo to remain, but uninterested in fixing what has long since been broken."

"…And how do we do that?"

"By freeing me, and unlocking your full power." There was no hesitation, and I took comfort in the fact that she already had a plan. "Together, we will have the strength necessary to finally rid ourselves of that world forever… and live in peace within this dimension that is free from all earthly ills that now plague our old one."

It was a bold strategy, for sure. But one that started to appeal to me the longer I thought about it.

After all, the time I'd spent in this new dimension had been some of the most peaceful and relaxing moments as I've had in a long time. And would be made even better once Tiamat was finally freed, so that the two of us could enjoy this place together.

Leaning back in my seat, I felt a wave of calm wash over me as the realization of what would come next settled in my mind. A picturesque dream of what it would be like to spend an eternity together with the dragoness that I was slowly coming to feel for appeared within my mind's eye.

Yes, I was going to have to kill again in order to collect the souls necessary to bring about Tiamat's freedom; but if it brought about our dream… then wasn't that worth it in the end?

- Timeskip -

As I stood in front of my latest creation, having pushed the limits of what Creation Magic could make with enough willpower and imagination, I let out a sigh as the replica of our former dimension's planet lit up like the night sky.

"An ingenious creation… this CHALDEA of yours." An impressed Tiamat mused. "The ability to keep an eye on the goings-on of our old dimension will be critical for our future attempts to gather more souls."

Wordlessly, I nodded in agreement.

The CHALDEA was a globe-like recreation of our old world that would act as a sort of telescope with which to monitor what was going on in the world.

After the brief stroke of luck we'd had in finding a lone Stray, it didn't take long to realize that trying to find souls one at a time would take centuries - if not eons - in order for us to collect the amount necessary to break Tiamat's seals.

Which meant that I'd needed to come up with a way to find out when multiple targets - who were weak enough for me to fight, but in numbers large enough to make a trip worth it - would be moving out of protected areas and towards locations where I could ambush them.

It wasn't exactly an easy thing to do, despite how easy Creation Magic made creating such a device.

Most of the separate dimensions that the Factions and Pantheons of the world live in were protected by spells and wards which prevented any sort of scrying or magical observation. Only when I'd reach higher ranks, would I be able to get through their impenetrable protections.

As it stood, the most that CHALDEA could monitor were locations with weak magical protections - like the town I'd portaled into - or ones that were completely free of magical protection entirely…. but those were practically non-existent at this point.

Too many Factions were desperate for any territory they could find, and many of the older Pantheons had already staked claim on entire countries as their own. Leaving very few places left unprotected; and those that were typically had no one living there for a reason.

"It'll need to be updated once I've ranked up a bit. But as it stands now, this should be enough to give us some kind of clue as to where we can find more souls for the future." I spoke up tiredly, feeling my magical reserves slowly replenish themselves after having been nearly depleted in order to make CHALDEA.

We watched silently as the replica of our former planet spin in a slow and controlled manner, checking for any sign of what I'd made it for to no avail. No alerts sounded, and no visuals presented themselves of any targets that matched what we were looking for.

A little disheartening; but we'd both known ahead of time that the likelihood of finding everything we needed in a short span of time was just asking for disappointment.

It was always going to take time before we'd have everything, and unless we were willing to take unnecessary risks in order to force things into moving along faster, then there was going to be quite a lot of time spend sitting and waiting.

"Then this is perfect chance to practice your sculptures…" She teased.

Feeling a slight blush on my cheeks, I turned away from the CHALDEA and towards my growing collection of figurines that were not only increasing in number, but in size as well.

Several of the latest creations were now the same size as she was, standing at a height of 5'10" or 178 cm - which surprisingly happened to be around the same height as myself. So calling them figurines was a bit of a misnomer, as they were basically life-like sculptures at this point.

The fact that they were all versions of Tiamat was of little surprise at this point.

The dragoness had somehow found a way of inserting herself into my dreams whenever I would fall asleep, and constantly teased me in them by posing in different ways - both lewd and not - so that I'd have inspiration for the next time I practiced.

She found it both hilarious and highly flattering, whereas I was slowly growing less embarrassed by it each time. To the point that I was finally able to start returning the favor.

"Oh?" I said, walking up to the latest sculpture I'd made of her.

This particular one showed Tiamat as she stood with the chains still bound to her limbs. Only her arms were bound behind her back, emphasizing her massive bust as two naked breasts made of pure white marble jutted out with fully erect nipples on display. "Is that jealousy, I hear?"

Pause.

"…And why would I be jealous, exactly?"

"Because…" I smirked.

I hadn't missed the slight pause before she responded, and that told me I'd guessed correctly.

Reaching my hand up, I caressed the flawless white marble of the statue's bust with a deft hand as I felt the smooth stone for any imperfections - which I knew there weren't. "You wouldn't be forcing your way into my dreams so desperately like you have…. if you weren't aching for my touch just as badly as I am aching to touch you."

Our connection had grown stronger over the time we've spent together, and it hadn't been until recently where I finally was able to feel the full force of her suppressed desires.

Suddenly, a lot of our interactions together started to make sense. And now that I knew how she felt, I was starting to get more comfortable in my conversations with her.

Had I suddenly become some suave pickup artist who knew the exact right thing to say in every situation like this? Of course not. But I wasn't as embarrassed by the thought of responding to her advances as I was before.

In fact, I'd go so far as to say I was now more comfortable in teasing and speaking casually with her than I ever was with LeFay.

Moving my hand across the statue's bust, I slowly stepped over to the statue next to it - which showed Tiamat without her chains as her statue's arms came up grasp her own chest as the mouth was thrown open in a state of ecstasy - as I continued teasing her.

… …

- Tiamat PoV -

Watching through Solomon's eyes as he caressed the marble look-a-likes of herself, Tiamat felt that familiar heat pool inside of her as her loins sang with repressed desire.

Her normally pale cheeks flushed red as she silently panted, staring enthralled as his fingers moved over every inch of the statue's form. Her pink, x-shaped pupils dilated as a lone digit dipped slighting between two thick thighs to run alone the marble slit as her own began to glisten, leading to an almost desperate whine that she barely managed to withhold.

"Careful, my dear… you're playing a very dangerous game." She warned in a husky, sultry tone.

"Oh?" Instead of being put off by her words, Solomon seemed to become even more amused. A rather nice change of pace from his former blushing and stuttering. "Am I?"

Emboldened by confidence born of suffering her endless teasing, Solomon made sure she saw everything as he lifted the finger that had ran across the replica's slit towards his mouth before licking the digit slowly. "And what are you going to do about it, I wonder?"

She had to hold back a growl as she watched his now wet finger dip back between the statue's thighs, wetting the lower lips of it until it glistened like hers was doing right now.

"Perhaps send me some more dreams of you posing, Tia? We both know how that game will play out, by now. You'll need to think of something else if you want to surprise me."

…she had been doing that quite often to him in recent weeks. There wasn't a day that went by where she hadn't put an image of herself in some manner of erotic state to try and stir his youthful lust. Trying - and succeeding - in changing his mindset away from human moralities, and towards her more draconian way of thinking.

But now that he had finally warmed up to her enough that he was willing to return the favor, it was now her who was experiencing a build-up of desire thanks to the other's teasing.

Wondering how she could get him back, Tiamat felt out with her magic - now that it was slightly freed - and found the answer staring right back at her.

'…this will do nicely.' She grinned ferally, showing off her fangs as she put her plan into action. "Be careful what you wish you, beloved!"

… …

- Solomon PoV -

In hindsight, I probably shouldn't have teased her as much as I had.

But after being on the receiving end for so long, it felt good to finally turn the tables on the primordial dragoness whenever the rare opportunity presented itself.

And it was all in good fun anyways. We both knew that the other desired us as much as we desired them, so our teasing was never baseless. We truly did want to do those things. We just knew that our current circumstances prevented it from happening.

In a way, what we were doing to each other was a long version of foreplay.

…but I'd forgotten that there's only so much foreplay someone could take before they'd had enough.

And apparently, I'd found Tiamat's limit…

Grasping the bust of the unbound Tiamat statue with both hands, I continued to tease her as I made exaggerated squeezes with my hands - as if I was actually groping her. "Honestly, Tia. If the dreams you send me are as naughty as the ones you no doubt are having of me, then perhaps we should find some way of relieving…that-…huh?"

As my voice trailed off, I realized that the rings of Telos Karma had appeared on their own. And that my Creation Magic had suddenly begun to flow from my - now active - Key into the statue.

In a matter of moments, I watched bewildered as the solid marble bust in my hands began to soften. Before I suddenly found myself actually groping what felt like a pair of real marble tits.

Before I could react, the hands of the statue that were once cupping those same breasts began moving on their own. Reaching around me until they wrapped themselves around my waist, holding me securely as the statue's face changed from a look of ecstasy to that of overwhelming desire.

"T-Tia?"

"Yes, my dear Solomon?" The statue's mouth moved, mimicking the purring voice that I heard in my head.

Stunned, I couldn't do anything other than imitate a fish as my mouth opened and closed wordlessly; before I finally found the voice to croak out. "…how?"

"…does it really matter how?" She teased as a marble hand - which also felt as soft as living flesh - let go of my waist while the other kept me pinned in order to trail a single finger down my cheek.

The sudden intimate act drew a shiver from me that she noticed immediately as she smiled predatorily. "The real question you should be asking… is what am I going to do to you, now that I've got you trapped within my arms?"

As if to prove her point, I tried moving out of her grip experimentally, only to find out that while the statue's marble may now feel like flesh, they were still very much made of solid marble.

"…oh."

"Oh, indeed."

The predatory smile on the Tiamat statue's face would have been terrifying, if she hadn't immediately followed it up by using her free hand to tear off my robe with a quick motion. Freeing my hardening length from its constraints as it slapped against her soft, thick marble thighs. Causing her to gasp as the sensation traveled to her real self. "Oh my… are you that desperate for my touch already, beloved?"

Too embarrassed to reply now that what was once simple teasing had become reality; I simply nodded like the blushing virgin I was.

Thankfully, she didn't tease me for it. Instead, her predatory smile momentarily softened into a comforting, loving look as she placed a kiss on my lips at the same time as she reached down with a gentle grip to grasp my length.

The sudden touch caused it to twitch with desire as I gasped into the kiss, allowing her marble tongue to plunder my open mouth as the smooth marble of her palm allowed her to rub my length easily; enjoying the way I slowly came undone by her touch as she broke off the kiss to coo at the sound of my pleased groans.

"F-Fuck…" I gasped, my hips trying to trust against her pumping hand as she leaned down to place kisses on my neck.

It was one thing to pleasure myself with my own hand, but to have Tiamat do it herself - even if through a proxy - was another thing entirely.

Desperate to do something, anything, other than just stand there helpless in her grasp as she toyed with my body; I decided to return the favor by mauling the breasts that were still in my hands.

"O-Oh~!" Her voice hitched as she moaned.

Taking that as a good sign, I gripped as much of her massive breasts as my hands could cover before I began kneading them. Still amazed at the sheer size of them, I pinched the erect nipples that I'd added to the statue as her moans turned into growls of pleasure.

Suddenly, in a flurry of motion, Tiamat manipulated her statue self into flipping us onto the ground, so that I was laying on my back and she was now hovering with her face over my groin and her legs were on either side of my head.

"T-Tia?" I asked hesitantly, still trying to shake off the effects of being moved around so fast.

I was a magic user, after all. I wasn't exactly used to such physical activities, let alone needing to ever move at such high speeds as she seemed to effortlessly do.

"…time to put that silver tongue of yours to work, my dear." She growled out, throwing a lustful smirk over her shoulder before she descending on my length and swallowed my entire shaft into the statue's throat in one quick motion.

I was prepared to flinch at what I imagined would be an awkward sensation, only to gasp in surprise - and pleasure - as she used her limited power to make the statue's throat moisten with what was probably water as she easily slid her head all the way down to my balls.

Her stone lips eventually kissed my groin as she reached the base, before her tongue began swirling around the shaft excitedly, rubbing along the underside of the head and humming happily at the way my hips twitched before pulling back so she could begin bobbing her head up and down.

"O-Oh god!" I gasped.

As if their own will, my hands reached up to grab the smooth marble sides of her hips before I pulled my face up to her slit. The new position allowing me to see the same water glistening on her labia moments before I dove in.

"YES~! That's it darling!" Following my own exclamation - and since the statue's mouth was currently busy trying to choke itself on my length - Tiamat's voice cheered in a pleased echo inside my head; eventually dying out in a similar breathless gasp as she felt my tongue dive straight into her folds.

In what could only be described as a frenzied sixty-nine, the two of us went to town on each other's sexes as we released months of built-up desire in a matter of minutes.

Since her fluids were basically water, I had no issue lapping it up greedily while my hands quickly found themselves clamped to her curvy backside, mauling the equally soft cheeks of the statue's butt as I shoved my tongue deep inside her gushing quim.

The action spurred Tiamat into adding her own hands into the mix, and she started to fold my sack with one hand with the other pumped my water-coated shaft whenever she pulled her head back; alternating between teasing the crown and deepthroating it entirely.

What had begun as an attempt to sate each other's long-suppressed desires for each other, quickly became a competition to see who could make the other cum first.

A losing battle on both sides, as it didn't take long for either of us to quickly reach our peaks.

Mere minutes in, I suddenly found my mouth flooded with water that I tried to drink down unsuccessfully, feeling my chin glisten with the liquid as I felt the confines of her throat vibrate. Which became my own undoing as I returned the favor by cumming hard down her throat.

Our loud, intense groans of pleasure were muffled by the other's explosive orgasm as we rode out our highs together.

My tongue lapped clumsily at the quivering marble lips like it was the best thing I'd ever tasted, as my hands pulled her clenching cheeks down so that her spasming hips wouldn't let her go.

All the while, her hand jerked the lower half of my member that wasn't shoved between her lips as she greedily gulped down each rope of pearly white cum. Her marble cheeks hollowed as she tried to drink everything I gave her.

When we finally came down from our orgasms, we collapsed bonelessly to the ground - awkwardly in Tiamat's case, given her horns - next to each other in exhaustion as we panted. Or I panted, her statue merely simulated the act as the real Tiamat's voice panted heavily inside my head.

"S-So…-hah-…how long have you known you could do that?" I asked between deep breaths of air, turning my head to smile at the moving statue of the woman I was growing to love.

"J-Just now, actually -hah-…" She admitted, turning her face to mine. "Why? Thought I was…-hah-… holding out on you, darling?" She asked with a euphoric smile, still somehow able to tease me even while she was breathless.

"-hah- …After that?...-hah-… N-Never." I replied as my breathing finally began to settle. Though my heart still pounded in my chest the longer I stared at her facsimile; imagining what it would feel like to have her there in the flesh. Something she picked up on as her smile dimmed with sadness.

Reaching up with a tired, shaky hand, I cupped the smooth marble of her cheek as I leaned my head in.

Seeing my eyes close, she copied me as her eyes closed while leaning in to reciprocate the kiss. Our lips barely grazed each other's moments before…

ALERT!

Multiple presences detected within specified parameters!

"Dammit." I cursed, pulling back from the almost-kiss at the same time as Tiamat did. Slowly getting up off the ground as CHALDEA's alarms went off loudly, successfully interrupting our moment.

"A shame…" She agreed inside my head, moving the statue back into place before it stilled as she cut off her connection to it. "But we have time to continue this later… Right now, we must focus on the task at hand."

Agreeing, I glanced back at the statue of her that was now covered at the legs in dripping fluids while a small trail of white cum hung from the opened lips.

"…I'm going to have to clean that later, won't I?"

In response, Tiamat's melodic laughter rang out inside my head.

Feeling a little bit better now that I'd broken the mood that had settled over us, I turned back to CHALDEA's globe as I activated the display that showed a projection of just where exactly it had detected these presences that we were looking for.

A holographic screen zoomed in on a specific part of the globe, before zeroing in on a familiar place that I'd already just been to. "…seriously? Kuoh, again?"

What the hell was going on in that town?

…And why were there now a group of Fallen taking up residence inside of it? Wasn't that supposed to be Devil territory?

Watching the protection as it showed one of the Fallen, a rather beautiful woman with long black hair that oddly reminded me of the Stray, moments before she shoved a spear of light into the gut of an average-looking brunet with a stupid lewd expression on his face.

In fact, it took several moments for the boy who looked a year or two younger than me to even notice that he'd been stabbed. His entire being too focused on the shapely Fallen as her clothing changed from a casual look to some type of leather dominatrix outfit.

"…how odd."

Seriously. What the hell was going on over there?

- Kuoh -

- Rias Gremory -

With the sudden, unexplained death of the Stray Devil Viser having gone unanswered, Rias kept a closer eye on what was going on in her town as the days and weeks progressed.

The presence of some unknown magic-user having found a way to slip through the town's defenses had made her incredibly worried for quite a while; before she'd decided that the person was unlikely to return. With every diagnostic spell and method of magical tracking having failed to determine the source, there was nothing else she or Sona could do to find out who'd done it.

Even Sona, who was normally unflappable and never let anything go unanswered, eventually gave up the search with an exhausted shrug of defeat after her latest test failed.

Rias had allowed herself to breath a relieved sigh after that, and cut back on her over-vigilance now that the threat had been decided as passed…

…and that was when Life decided to remind her of just how unfair it could be.

It had been shocking, and galling, to find out that a scouting party of Fallen had snuck into Kuoh while her focus had been elsewhere.

The sheer nerve of the Fallen, to dare make their move into her town without announcing themselves, angered her in a way that almost matched her rage at her current engagement.

But once she'd cooled down, Rias had realized that with their presence had come an opportunity.

She'd finally discovered - thanks to Koneko - that the Sacred Gear Issei had yet to unlock was that of a Dragon's. And that's when a rough plan had taken shape as soon as she'd witnessed the attention the Fallen were paying to said perverted boy.

Was it cruel to do nothing as the Fallen killed Issei, only to make use of his impending death to get the boy into her Peerage? Possibly.

She was a Devil after all, and being devious was in her nature.

Besides! Once she'd explained things to him, the boy seemed to be excited at the prospects his new life as a Reincarnated Devil provided him. Going on about how he'd become a "Harem King" and gather dozens of busty girls to his side, without even caring that he was no longer a Human… or that he'd likely outlive anyone he knew who wasn't supernatural by several thousand years.

Even if his magical reserves were the lowest she'd ever seen, the potential of his Dragon-type Sacred Gear would be huge for her if it was one of the stronger ones.

Potentially big enough, in fact, that it might be the secret weapon she'd need to finally end her engagement with Riser once and for all.

And that more than made up for her having to deal with his perverted staring day-in and day-out… even if it did creep her out at times.

But then, as if Life wasn't done messing with her, it had decided to throw another wrench in her plans in the form of a little blonde nun named Asia Argento.

Sure, the innocently-naïve girl may not have been a threat to her, but that had never been in question.

What was in question, was how the nun seemed to win over her newest Pawn's loyalty despite having known him for only a single day.

The pervert had even had the audacity to talk back to her; as if she wasn't his King. The audacity of it nearly caused her power to fluctuate and vaporize the little pervert before she'd managed to reign in her temper.

But she'd dealt with worse, and Rias had once again found a way to turn things to her advantage when she'd realized that the Fallen were planning on betraying Asia as they'd done with Issei.

…Rias could have kissed the Fallen if they hadn't been her enemies.

They'd systematically dropped not one, but two Sacred Gear wielders into her lap! And all she'd had to do was sit back as wait for their plans to finish before jumping in and "rescuing" the two. A fool-proof plan that was practically airtight given the two in question were completely oblivious and naïve to the world around them.

And now, as if Life had finally decided to give her a way to release her pent-up anger over the Fallen's intrusion; three of the four Fallen were now lying on the ground in front of her beaten. Their bodies twitching sporadically with smoke rose from their burnt flesh as a result of Akeno's "tender" mercies.

Her Queen's lightning had struck them out of the sky before they'd ever had the chance to flee the abandoned church's grounds. Leaving them sitting ducks for her to deal with as she stood victoriously over them.

"In the name of the Archduke Gremory…I, Rias Gremory, sentence you all to death for your illegal actions within my territory!"

Raising her hand as an orb of pure, hungering darkness gathered, she mimicked her Queen's sadistic smile as she prepared to erase them with her family's bloodline: the Power of Destruction.

AGH!

Only to pause in disbelief as three golden chains pierced through their backs and exited in a spray of blood right where their hearts should have been. Their death cries the last thing any of them said before their bodies began to disintegrate once the chains began glowing.

"W-Wha… Who's there?!" She demanded, quickly throwing off her shock as she glared in the direction of where the chains had come from. Barely managing to make out a shadowy figure hidden in the nearby forest. "How dare you enter into my territory without stating your arrival!"

At her side, Akeno's fingers began to light up with lightning magic as she too glared in the direction of the newcomer.

… …

- Solomon PoV -

Was it a good idea to give away my presence in front of an obviously important Devil?

Not really.

But I'd panicked when I saw that she was about to kill the three of them, and felt that revealing my presence more than made up for the potential loss of three useful souls.

"There is no point in wallowing over such things," Tiamat spoke. "Worry about getting out of this alive, first. That girl may be young, but the power she wields is as dangerous as it is chaotic. Even a stray glance from it will cause your body to disintegrate if you're not careful."

Oh great. So not only am I in front of an important Devil King, but I've now found myself in front of the Satan Lucifer's little sister too. 'I thought that crimson hair looked familiar.'

I may not have been the best student at the Golden Dawn, but even I had taken the time to read up on some of the major players in the supernatural world. And the crimson-haired Satan who wielded one of the most frightening abilities in the world was one such individual.

Realizing that I took too long to answer, I prepared to defend myself as the redhead and her black-haired friend charged up their attacks in lieu of my lack of response.

"Ars-…"

CRASH!

Before I could respond, a black-winged body was sent crashing through the nearby church's window. Sending shards of glass flying everywhere as the person - who I now realized was the girl in the dominatrix getup - landed heavily on the ground next to us with blood pouring out of multiple wounds.

From one of the broken doors, the kid that I saw get killed by her came storming out of the abandoned church in a rage. Only to pause as the Fallen used magic to make herself look younger. "W-Wait, Issei! It's me, Yuuma!"

The shock of their arrival had momentarily made the redhead and her friend pause at the same time as this "Issei's" body froze in disbelief.

"Quickly, while the others are distracted!"

Seeing the opportunity, I followed Tiamat's instructions as I sent a chain flying at the Fallen's unprotected back. Barely managing to withhold my sigh of relief as it connected with her soul, feeling it be drained into the Key as the boy's face paled in horror at her sudden demise.

…it probably didn't help that some of her blood had landed on his face as soon as the chain had partially pierced through her chest.

Whoops.

"Y-YUUMA!" The boy cried out at the same time as the red gauntlet on his arm made a noise that sounded oddly like 'BOOST'. His cry drew the attention of two others that were inside the church, who quickly ran out to see what was going on as the redhead and her friend turned to me in a rage.

"Ars Paulina!"

Was I being a coward by stealing the Fallen's souls and then running away? Absolutely.

But even if my magical reserves were more than a match for the redhead's, I wasn't about to test myself against a growing number of enemies who seemed to keep coming out of the woodwork. And there were at least half a dozen other signatures that were closing in on our position, having been drawn by the power everyone was releasing.

Creating a barrier made of chains, I hurriedly dashed into the portal mere moments before a mixture of lightning and blackness descended on my location.

"A wise decision," Tiamat agreed with my decision as soon as I stepped out of the portal into my dimension. The horrific feeling of the redhead's power tingled on the edge of my skin as I felt more than saw how close it came to hitting me in my retreat.

"The Power of Destruction is infamous amongst the Devils…" She continued on. "And the boy seems to have inherited the Sacred Gear containing the soul of one of my middle children…Ddraig."

Ddraig? As in the Red Dragon Emperor? Aw, shit.

"A rather rambunctious child, as all middle children tend to be." She mused in a warm, motherly tone. Having either completely missed my thoughts, or was ignoring them in favor of reminiscing. "Always fighting with his twin brother, Albion, over who was stronger…"

Great… So not only do I have the little sister of the strongest Satan mad at me; now I've got to worry about a kid wielding the Boosted Gear and potentially unlocking the power of one of the Heavenly Dragon Emperors.

"At least it wasn't all for nothing…" I mumbled with a sigh, staring down at the glowing golden rose compass as the Key hummed with the power of four Fallen souls.

As far as victories go, this one felt about as pyrrhic as it could get.

- END -

Author's Notes:

And that's Chapter 6!

And so the first lime ends, and the story progresses onwards.

In terms of fighting scenes, there's not going to be very many in this one. Solomon isn't a fighter, and as a Magician it would make sense that he'd either stick with ranged attacks or outright fleeing in the even he's faced off with multiple opponents.

He's more interested in creating things, and freeing Tiamat's soul, than he is in trying to prove himself the strongest in any given situation like you'd normally read about in OP main character fanfictions.

Hope you all are still liking it so far! Thanks for checking out my story!