The Witch King's Reincarnation into a Useless Pervert
When Raynare killed Issei, a different dying soul took place that should have been his own.
Disclaimer: Don't own this
Warning: Rated M for adult content
Chapter 8: Charred Charades
"I am aware that I was not truthful ever since I had the pleasure to make your acquaintance" Malekith introduced himself and while he had not uttered his name, Rias had made a slip, when she had informed her best friend about the disastrous attempt to cancel her own marriage. When Akeno had grilled the redhead about it, she had crumbled under the constant teasing and revealed just what had happened for the time she was missing.
"Instead of Issei Hyoudou, before you stands Malekith of Naggarythe, King of Elves, a mage and a warrior in equal measure" to the Nephilim's amusement, Kiba's eyebrows rose considerably and even Koneko seemed to be a little bit surprised by the revelation. While her loss still galled, the black-haired girl decided that it was only fair that she was beaten by an alien from a different world.
From the pawn's body shadows exploded and covered Issei or rather Malekith in light absorbing darkness, two toxic green orbs appeared from its depths, looking at them. Once shadows receded it was quite evident why Rias had been sputtering and blushing as she explained how she knew so much about him.
Standing slightly taller than all of them, the black locks and muscle slightly straining against the clothes that left just a little bit to the imagination as his transformation left him in a three-piece suit that made her admit that perhaps there was a man, she would like to know much closer, if this was a done deal between him and Rias.
The less was said about the face, the worse. Not being overly poetic person Akeno could only liken him to a myriad movie stars of action movies, chiselled jaw and piercing gaze included in the package. It did come with a premium as unlike as Issei Malekith had kept his overwhelming presence in check, now he let it reign free.
It was terrifying.
As if the young half-breed was standing before someone immeasurably more experienced and powerful in magic and Devil energy. His gaze and the posture with which he held himself, reminded her of old Devil patriarchs and matriarchs, whose words were law, and none dared to oppose them, unless they were ready to swiftly pay the ultimate price.
It was electrifying. Only the Four Satans had come close before…
Yet it did make her wonder what would happen should he decide that it was Rias turn to become the servant instead of a master.
"That explains how Akeno and I lost so easily, huh?" Kiba scratched the back of his head as he looked the other Devil up and down.
"Take solace in the fact that many of my kindred would have not lasted half as long against me" the black-haired elf smiled and that seemed to cheer up the swordsman, who had likely thought himself completely outclassed in their previous bout.
"What do you aim to achieve in this world? Wouldn't you attempt to carve out a fiefdom for yourself?" Malekith's eyes didn't narrow, but if the Priestess of Thunder was in his shoes, she would, at the very least, feel slight apprehension at the questions and how should she answer them.
"I am not really sure" Malekith admitted, but she was certain that he was lying. Not that she didn't trust him, but politicians were as adept as Devils when it came to lying and a strong king should be the best of them all when it came to politics.
"I would like to learn more about this world I've found myself in, travel, but as to answer to your second question- currently I have not entertained the thought, for who would be my subjects when I'm the last of my kind? I have no intentions to attempt some insane scheme to bring them back."
"I see" the white haired nekomata nodded "Thank you for your answer"
"This is the least I can do after these weeks of deception" he shook his head and that seemed to satisfy Koneko, allowing a small moment of silence to settle inside the office of the Occult Research Club, who seemingly now had the hottest new specimen of the supernatural, pun very much intended.
Rias took this as an opportunity to butt in and cut short her own question on her lips about what had transpired since Rias' departure that led her comrades worry a bit about what had happened to their infallible leader. Looking more confident and dare she say it, fierce, the Gremory heiress proverbially put her foot down.
"While Malekith's confession was one thing why I called you all here today, there is another, much important reason" she held in her hands a large sheet of paper, turned away from the rest of them, hiding something that could be considered a secret. If this wasn't something she would share, then it likely kept secret for a good reason, unlike Malekith's talents and his true form.
She turned the sheet around to reveal a cutesy poster with a miniature Rias in her devil form "Super Maou training camp!"
"Through recent trainings and spars between contracts, I saw there were things we could improve upon both individually and once we get more free time our attention will be focussed on the training instead of fulfilling contracts"
Now this was something more interesting and Akeno could have sworn that this was what had happened after her and Kiba's practice fights against Malekith and how effortlessly he had trounced them. On one hand she was proud that Rias was giving more thought to their peerage's effectiveness, on the other hand the black-haired Nephilim loathed that it was her own weakness that caused the redhead to re-evaluate their current strategy. Still, it would be improper if she let her own emotions reign free at such a time.
"I shall not participate in the training for foreseeable future" Malekith's deep voice was the first to voice his discontent about the training "I require new armaments and to make them I will require time for myself"
"You will have to still participate in the team battles regardless" Rias pointed out and the green-eyed Devil nodded. It seemed that the King of their peerage was giving Malekith undue privileges, but to be fair he had beaten both Kiba and her, giving credibility behind his superiority.
"Good, if no-one has any contracts remaining, then this meeting is adjourned."
As Koneko lingered behind, she spied the dark-haired devil and Kiba walking away, the knight chatting away about sword techniques and the elven devil offering his own expertise in the matter.
"So that's why you had this distinctly medieval style of fighting!"
"Indeed" Malekith voice rumbled, sending shivers down her spine "I was skilled with a multitude of weapons, but wielding a greatsword and shield at the same time was my most preferred weaponry…"
In the evening, when most of the rest had gone to their lodgings, Akeno teleported back into their private dorms, where she hoped to take a hot shower and slink back to her room, where a stack of homework awaited her immediate attention. Her muscles ached from her first serious hand to hand combat session with Koneko, who had teleported home far earlier, citing her growing pile of homework. With her grades, the black-haired girl had no trouble in keeping her in the 1% of school's students.
The showers were a part of relatively recent renovations as part of Sizerchs generous contribution to the school, while also serving as one of its older patrons. While initially they had thought to make one in each room, but even then, such excess was not allowed and as a compromise the peerage of Rias Gremory became accustomed to having one, albeit luxurious room for showers and baths.
Letting the raining water fall on her naked body, Akneo Himejima could discard her proper, Japanese nadeshiko facade, being nothing more than a simple teenage girl with mileage of trauma and suffering. Thankfully no-one was around to see her in this pathetic state. It was alright, as she no longer was this pathetic girl, whose own family had almost killed her for her heritage.
Somewhere further in the room, another showerhead started to spray. Guess it was Kiba after another rigorous sword practice, the Knight didn't know the meaning of proper relaxation.
However, the idea of the other person being Kiba was shattered as almost silent sounds of something hitting the stall's walls. Surely nobody had had that bad of a day, right?
Listening in closer, she heard series of very familiar feminine gasps and not that it was strange for her to find Rias doing something risqué, after all they had grown up together and went through puberty and the hormone craze that accompanied it. What was strange about it was that Rias was never usually this aggressive in her stress relief. Perhaps it was something to do with certain someone and while she normally didn't like boys all that much, recently an exception had appeared on her radar.
Slowly, Akeno opened the door to the small hallway between stalls and stepped outside as the water continued to pour out from the showerhead. Lucky for her the Queen of her peerage was far sneakier than most her gave credit for and with spells of quieting her footsteps and good old-fashioned sneaking, she found herself in the opposite stall as Rias and through the small gap between the door and the stall's walls, she saw that the crimson haired girl wasn't alone.
Akeno repeated to herself- Rias wasn't alone there!
Out of sheer haste they had let the door widely ajar and the thuds she heard was the fact that the Gremory heiress was writhing against the thin wooden wall, her hands grasping the ledge as her legs rested on familiar broad shoulders that was kneeling on one knee in the shower.
"Oh Maou" the voluptuous devil cried out as the Nephilim thought the same as she saw her best friend being devoured by her very eyes.
So that was that had happened!
She had spent all that time getting fucked silly and didn't have the decency to tell the rest of the girls! Which was unfair and the sort of thing Akeno would have done to keep the monopoly rights all to herself.
Was it wrong that she was enjoying the scene before her eyes?
The exiled exorcist bit her lip as she saw Rias let out a particularly juicy moan as droplets of water bounced of their bodies as the redhead grabbed Malekith by his hair as if ordering him to continue his decadent work. Apparently, the half-breed missed something as Rias howled in pleasure and almost let go from the stall, her position secured by two strong arms that held onto her backside.
Was it wrong that she wondered how it would be in her friend's place?
The Priestess of Thunder balanced herself, by resting her left hand against the stall as she settled in a comfortable position watching the two as Rias was given what seemed the ride of her life. Hand clutching the raven locks switched from pinching her own breast to caressing Malekith's hair and she could see the other devil's erect length that made her imagine all sorts of wrong thoughts. She didn't even notice when her own fingers had started to caress her nether lips.
While this was the priestess' first encounter with being a voyeur, she found that she had found that the thrill of being discovered as she was watching them and playing with herself at the same time. Thoughts raced through her mind, wondering just what would happen if she was caught, while the most improper part of herself hoped for just that.
"Let me down Malekith" Rias panted as she finished riding the high of her orgasm and with relief jumped down to the floor, making a small splash, wordlessly ordering the tall male to stand up, towering slightly above Rias own height. The elven king supressed a groan of pleasure as Rias bit his left nipple and grasped his shaft, while the free hand reached behind him.
"Gods woman" he hissed, and the blue-eyed girl smiled up at him, before innocently beginning to stroke the devil.
"He-he, I just thought that it was unfair for me to have all the fun" she teased and was grabbed by her hair as the taller devil kissed her fiercely, his own hands ravaging her body. The sheer surreal sight of her moderate and sensible Rias acting in such an uninhibited and wild manner made her concerned.
"Fuck" Akeno whispered to herself, finally slipping a single digit inside of herself as she tried to repeat the movement of Malekith's hands that were slowly moving inside and out of Rias, who was moaning in the black-haired devil's shoulder. In an out her fingers moved, adjusting to the pace set by the sorcerer, half wishing that she was there in Rias' place. As they settled into a permanent, but fast tempo, she looked up to see just what expressions her fellow devils were making. As she looked at their faces, who had taken a brief pause before feverish kisses, she found that the male devil was currently looking over Rias and…straight…at…her.
Shivers ran down her spin as her eyes locked with his, but the green-eyed elf, gave her a knowing smirk that communicated a message she would never forget.
"Enjoy the view" the expression said, and she almost came on the spot as Rias did, only moments later.
"On your knees Rias" he purred, and the peeping devil knew that he never had been a heroic figure by modern standards. As the pureblood devil slowly sat on her knees before the erect beast, to her own disgust, the Nephilim wondered how it would taste.
Would it even fit in her mouth?
"You did so well for me, and I neglected you so" the Gremory heiress whispered, a smile playing on her lips as she leaned closer, so close in fact that the voyeur could bet that the male was feeling her breath "Tell me how should I reward you for your services"
As the icing on the cake, she pressed a single kiss to the head as she peeled back the foreskin.
It seemed that Rias' lover wanted control or at least had a fixation for longer hair as he grabbed a fistful of her hair and guided her down on his cock.
"Show me your appreciation with action not words" he growled and immediately suppressed a gasp as she devoured a sizable part of his mast. Mortified and amazed, the Queen of the redhead's peerage, she could only watch at the spectacle of debauchery.
She watched as Rias' undid the proud elven lord turned Devil, with gagging and spitting as she tamed the ridiculous length, while his seed dripped from her breasts.
Yet Akeno couldn't watch what would happen next in fear of betraying her location to her friend as the dark-haired devil pressed her against the stall, her ass facing him.
Was she really breaking her engagement this brazenly or was she planning something dirtier than what she had seen?
"No way…" she muttered as Malekith pressed his tip far above where it should go by biology books and the heiress' face was beet red.
"Are you sure that you want to attempt this without proper preparation, Rias?" Malekith said in her ear, and she vigorously nodded. Was she biting her lip?
This was enough for the Nephilim to sneak back to her own shower stall and once safe behind those wooden walls, she exhaled the breath she didn't know that she was holding. With a trembling hand she once more caressed herself and slipped two fingers inside when she heard a very abrupt, but very loud moan.
How was it possible that she would leave the showers dirtier than she had entered?!
Appearing within a blaze of flame was something that Malekith could appreciate from a purely visual point of view, but upon seeing his "rival" for Rias' hand, the Witch King immediately understood the sort of man was Riser Phenex.
He was a fop.
Someone coddled by status and family, someone who would break upon the first real obstacle that couldn't be beat with his gifts.
Unluckily for him, it would be the Witch King of Naggaroth, who would break him upon the wheel and introduce him to the reality of the powerful, something he had neglected.
As expected Grayfia was here just to prevent Malekith doing something he surely would not regret to the blonde nuisance. She was not the one shadowing his steps lately, but he was certain that Sizerch's men knew about most of his moves, except his growing criminal enterprise and the Fallen that ruled it in his stead.
"Now, come along Rias so I can show you, where the ceremony will be held" with a grin, the blonde devil swung his hand around the woman that wasn't his "Also the date's been decided. The sooner, better I say"
His crimson devil, however, did not enjoy the idea.
"…Get off me, Riser" she snarled attempting to elbow her fiancée into ribs. It seemed that this brat had the bare minimum of reflexes to be considered useful.
After all she had experienced one of the few scraps of knowledge Malekith could share from what he had learned with Morathi and her sorceresses for the millenniums spent in Naggaroth. Riser may have been considered handsome by this worlds and Devil standards, but he had simply come here and pointed his finger and proclaimed that they should be married instead of attempting to woo her in a more conventional sense.
Again, showing that everything he had in life had been handed to him.
"I must say I expected better of a high-class Devils" Malekith crossed his arms over his chest "Treating a fellow noblewoman this way, it's evident why she sees little in marrying you"
"Huh?" his words seemed to affect the third son of Phenex family, who stared at the pawn as if he had grown a second head "who are you to interrupt us like that?"
Without pause, the shadows coiled and expanded outward and Ulgu's finally crafted body replaced that of Issei Hyoudodu's, revealing the Witch King's chrysalis as he had dubbed it as there was needed more time until the elven sorcerer could reach his former stature.
"I am Malekith" the shining green eyes peered at Riser, who seemed quite surprised as the shadows of Ulgu pressed themselves into the enchanted three-piece suit that served as his current armour "pawn of Rias Gremory, her retainer"
"Are you now?" quickly recovering, the pureblood sneered "Where in Hell's name did she dig you out from? You-"
"Enough!" Rias put her foot down and ever since their meetings started, she had grown more assertive, domineering and just the way he had envisioned her. Soon he would start working on her ruthlessness, but that required different sorts of meetings than they had currently. She was a kind girl, alas, the Gremory heiress required it to be selective more often.
"As I said will not be marrying you!" the sheer power of her shout seemed to hurt even the supposedly immortal Phenex, who, like Malekith winced at the volume.
"But isn't your family at their wits end over this?"
"They worry too much!"
To be honest, the next part of conversation slipped by the elven devils ear, who was seemingly forgotten by the both arguing purebloods. It was a matter of pure-devil birth-rates and even though reincarnated Devils did not differ that much from their original counterparts, old families wanted to keep theirs pure, which were dubbed the 72 pillars, of whom only a small part remained.
It was a noble sentiment and one Malekith understood as a staunch supporter of Elven supremacy in his own world, but as his species had died, he had no chance of resurrecting them unless by some freak accident, he would become a god.
Grayfia shared his own bored look and Akeno's entry was noticed only by him as the rest of the peerage was entranced in the spectacle.
"I see that Rias' dear fiancée has made an entrance" she spoke and to this the ancient warrior nodded.
"Even if I have to incinerate each and every one of your servants" and wings of flame appeared from Riser's back, threatening to swallow the room, to which Malekith took considerable offense. Staring him straight in the eye, he manifested Khael-Dhar and spoke a single word of pain.
The effect was instantaneous as Riser collapsed to the floor, his mouth screaming wordlessly and immediately fourteen women appeared around him, surrounding him until the screaming stopped.
"Have you really made your entire peerage your personal harem? Are you that keen to lose all of them?" Malekith drawled as he saw a veritable banquet of women, from their young teens to adults, all looking to their master with nothing, but absolute adoration. One girl shared a striking resemblance to the arrogant man who was helping him to rise from the ground, but the Witch King wouldn't judge. He had done worse.
"Motherfucker-" an apt description, to be perfectly honest.
"Calm yourselves, Sizerchs-sama wishes that no blood should be spilt today, and I will not hesitate to interfere with the best of my abilities" the silver haired devil interfered and that seemed to cool Riser's flames as even he knew better than to challenge the right-hand woman of Satan Lucifer.
"Tch" he shook his head "I've got no intentions to argue with you or go against Sizerchs' personal monsters"
"I propose a solution as I see that hostilities cannot be escalated" Grayfia raised a finger "Would the two of you agree to a rating game between the two of you? The winner would decide the status of your engagement"
"A rating game?" he leaned into whisper in Akeno's ear, who nodded.
"A duel between two devils and their peerages, one of the reasons of the Evil Piece system's existence" she explained and to Malekith it seemed like a waste, why have the servants wage a miniature skirmish, when the offended Devils could fight one another in single combat? He would ask these questions later, when he would have the time.
"As you're not full of age by the standards of the Devil realm, the match would be unofficial, unimpactful of your official ratings, but with the legal ramifications with the support of your noble houses"
"I'll never get another chance like this." Rias smiled viciously "I obviously consent. So how about it, Riser? Are you willing to actually conquer me instead of merely relying on the age-old friendship between our noble houses?"
"Hmm, are you really sure that you want to do this?" the blonde smiled, having long regained his composure "I have participated in many Rating games and won most of them, are you still so eager to face me and my peerage?"
"Yes, and perhaps they will have the opportunity to serve as nurses rather than your adoring audience" the blue eyed pureblood sneered, which brought a smile to Malekith's lips as she had seemed to take some inspiration from his own earlier mockery.
"Is your confidence swelling from that freak you have recruited at the last possible second or is it adrenaline speaking?" Riser retorted as sounds of "Tell them Riser!" "You're the best" accompanied his verbal attack.
"Fine, but when I win, you will marry me on the spot. Is that clear?"
"In your dreams Riser!"
As it seemed that before another round of petty name calling could ensue, Grayfia decided that it was finally time for her to interfere "I, Grayfia have received the consent from both of you, Rias Gremory and Riser Phenex of Gremory and Phenex noble houses. As a mediator I shall see to the organizational matters and informing your families of this decision. Is this understood?"
"Yes" both cried and with that the matter was settled.
"You seem to be under the delusion that your rag-tag bunch can match my peerage" Riser smirked as he looked at Kiba, Koneko and Akeno, who truly were at a numbers disadvantage if they were to be compared in sheer size, but then again Riser did not possess Malekith's talents on his side.
"If their purpose is to merely warm your bed, then Rias should be at ease" Malekith looked them up and down, not caring that he seemed as if he was ogling them. While some had the indecency to blush at his gaze, most remained stalwartly unaffected.
"What an impudent minion" Riser sneered as he grasped the purple haired beauty by his side by the hip as she seemed the most distressed at the insinuation "Don't expect any mercy on the battlefield"
"Anyone who expects it, does not deserve it"
"I never got around to finishing my talk with you" Riser pointed a finger in Malekith's direction "Who the fuck are you and how Rias found someone like you?"
"My name nor nature will not explain anything to you. As for the second question- I am drawn to beautiful things, same as you, scion of House Phenex" the black-haired sorcerer declared "Though you have no real want for or interest in Rias beyond her surface appearance or connections."
Coming closer to the crimson haired girl, he mirrored Riser's own previous act, pulling the Gremory heiress to his chest with a feminine gasp of surprise coming from the startled participant of his ploy. Light blush on her face was exactly what he wanted Riser to see. He needed the arrogant fool to be as incensed and cocksure of his victory before the crippling blow could be dealt. Let him see that she had options- options beyond the noble house of Phenex. Options that would threaten his own self worth.
"This is where we differ, I am more interested how this beautiful rose will bloom and how far will her wings carry her with me by her side" he said pulling her into an even closer hug. Malekith needed everyone in the room to see that his care for Rias was beyond who she was on paper. He had an eye for talent, and he wouldn't let anyone else to steal what he considered his. Truly Ddraig's words had resonated with him, and it seemed that with his use of the Boosted gear, rather training with it, Malekith's own nature seemed to slightly shift away to from his purely elven sentiments to those of dragons, the noblest beasts of his world.
Before the flame wielding Devil could retort, the Witch King continued his verbose declaration
"Rias is a woman of quality, and I cannot allow her suffer such a miserable path that would lead her shackled to yourself"
"Are you in love with her?" Riser raised an eyebrow as a smirk played on his lips "Because for your lofty nonsense will be the exact reason why I will take great pleasure in claiming her as my own letting you know how much you failed!"
The tension in the room was palpable and Akeno's lightning cracked in her fists, while others followed suit. All of them were baring their weapons and only Grayfia's presence was what kept the situation escalating to a complete brawl.
"To call it love is too premature" Malekith smiled, before shaking his head "I will not deny that I feel considerable affection towards her, but your threats are laughable"
"Oh yeah?" Riser snarled
"Because you insulted me, I will proclaim that I will sleep with your woman" the Witch King mocked "Its wording is below that of young children, much less nobles of your pedigree"
"The more I see of you, I have the distinct feeling that no pureblood females of your race would want you, seeing as the only pureblood Devil in your peerage is your relative" the green-eyed devil raised an eyebrow, watching the Riser's face grow slightly red with anger, as the blonde girl put a hand over her mouth to mask her outrage, but Malekith saw her eyes laugh at his misfortune.
"Your insults seem to rush towards your inevitable reckoning" the blonde sneered "However, I will prove myself to be a gracious man and give you 10 days between my wedding as my goodwill to Rias"
"I accept your handicap even if it's not necessary" Rias nodded to Grayfia, who wrote the detail down.
Flames flared once more "To burn your insolent servant here and now, so quickly without witnesses would be so terribly boring and a waste of true spectacle."
"If you wish your humiliation to be public, then who am I to refuse" the Eternity King shrugged.
Despite their circumstances and the nature of his threats, Malekith thought that this was merely amusing. As someone who had been burned by a god's flame, those of a Phoenix that Riser claimed to possess, was laughable matter, something that he was sure armour of Midnight could block with spells bolstering him.
While he previously couldn't put his finger on it with certainty, now he recognized that Riser Phenex reminded Malekith of one of the myriad Dreadlords who had once sought his favour and eventually his place during his long reign. Such decadent and manipulated tools could be easily swayed by shortcuts to power and pleasure, blinded by Morathi's or other less proficient manipulators promises.
"You know what?" Riser stared him straight in the eyes "I want to fight you right now"
"You agreed to a ten-day preparation period" Grayfia spoke up again since the long period that had passed since they had agreed to a Rating game between the two peerages "Should you attack one another right now, would be a cause to interfere since it would go against your previous noble agreement with one another"
"Tch" the blonde devil was fuming and to the Witch King it was a cause to revel in the negative emotions he had created "I suppose I can wait for the Rating Game"
He sneered at Malekith, looking at him with apprehension and disgust "But when the game happens, I will fight you first and I will enjoy your screams of agony as flames will strip the flesh from your bones"
Then the son of Duke Phenex looked at Rias, expression slightly softening
"A King's duty is to inspire their peerage to achieve new heights and guide them to victory. Should your servant fail, I trust that the rest of them will show the Underworld, that you truly are someone worthy of carrying your name and being my wife"
"You better give me a good fight" he proclaimed and manifesting a teleportation circle Riser left with his peerage in tow.
As soon as they vanished, Rias pulled herself free from Malekith's grasp, despite him not really keeping a hold of her. He used the split second of separation to gauge Akeno's reaction, who had an unreadable look on her face.
"This really wasn't necessary Malekith" she looked him straight in the eye, but the elven lord remained standing tall.
"I could not allow him to flaunt his lovers in front of you without impudence. He needs to see the consequences of treating you as if you were a mere possession"
"But what if he complains to his parents?" she turned to face him, ignoring the surprise of Kiba and Koneko, who had not expected this turn of events.
"Your chastity is safe, and he has not held himself to such a standard as is expected of you" Malekith pointed out and she sighed, resigning her to this defeat. She had already decided that some battles needn't to be fought and had moved onto more pressing matters that required her attention. They could meet later and discuss her misgivings on his attitude. He did not regret it as his rival for Rias affections would surely waste more time on him, rather than improving his peerage and devising sound strategy.
"Do rating games have a written record?" Malekith asked Grayfia, who nodded.
"It is, but those are being held by Ajuka Beelzebub and inaccessible for most" yet an unsaid part lingered, one that Rias seemed to catch on. Those ten days in addition to training, she would run them ragged in devising counters and stratagems to fight against Riser's peerage, if the records were more complete than just a description of the match that ensued.
While they did that, Malekith had his own ideas that needed to take shape properly to be enacted before the rating game, if he was to boost the results of the battle. Raynare would certainly protest at her increased workload, but it was her own fault for being the most proficient with Eltharin and the enchantments of the Druchii.
Pulling out his phone, he saw that he had a message from Akeno.
His smile increased slightly, and the Witch King knew that another piece of the mosaic had fallen into place.
"Alright, text me the location and time for the meeting"
She was doomed the moment he laid his gaze upon her.
A.N:
So, was Akeno just lucky or did something else happen? I know I'm blueballing a lot of you with the lack of combat, but the date has been set and the Candyman…err…Malektith cometh for Riser Phenex. Next up Issei's parents and Raynare's sensual suffering.
Thank you for the 260 follows and 195 favourites, it was a blast seeing the numbers go up this week!
Answers to reviews:
BIRD0FHERMES (Can I just write Alucard?): I agree with you. Its frankly interesting how much Devils, Angels and Fallen act in DxD universe, where there isn't even much cause for conflict between the factions as there isn't much knowledge how they interfere with mortal realms. For Sizerchs to let others "walk over him'' its simply not possible, even if they have a victory, its because Sizerchs allowed them to have it. If the man decided he ever wanted Devil version of dictatorship, he would have it as all the Satans are his childhood friends and since he's so damn agreeable most are on his side by default. I'd like to agree that trauma would also play a huge part in it. Thank you for the in-depth review! These are the sorts of reviews I live for!
Aharzal: Obviously, imagine how well would it be received that Malekith told Rias and her brother that he was a person who'd make the old satan faction seem like children with his cruelty and the misery he inflicted on the world. He's a bad dude on par with DxD Lucifer, Hades and Rivezim by his actions alone. Yet that is a grand, not personal level of Evil, which gets you killed. As Stalin said ten deaths is a tragedy a million- statistic.
As for the rebuilding of his empire, wouldn't he be tired of attempting to recreate something that is irreversibly lost? I mean with his death, Malekith seemed to have the sort of closure about his life and choices he made during it. To me, giving Malekith Dark Elves would mean that he would throw mostly everything aside to recreate his version of Ulthuan and while destroying the modern world and raising Atlantis would be very cool, it'd give him little reason to remain with Rias and Co. as he would have a much more serious attempt to be made. Who knows as I have yet to decide on what will be his eventual goal or rather how it would change. Thank you for the review as always!
Damion Tinsley: Thank you! The resemblance is uncanny and almost inverted with their very beings and elements.
Thank you for all less verbose reviews, especially to quote one review "That's some gourmet shit"
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