Hey there Everybody Liepard here in telling a story of Zarc's past. I was debating myself if I could move this fanfic to here for this is the second fanfic I ever posted to here. If you ask me this fanfic is going to have a lot of chapters. If you all have any questions about this story, all you have to do is ask me. Enjoy the story for this is the greatest read of your life.
Prologue: The Beginning
It was a rainy night in the city of Japan (a/n I had no clue where Arc-v is located in original dimension so you be the judge) and it is cold out there too. Through the rain is a small but very beautiful house. Through the house is a woman with green hair and golden eyes who is apparently in labor who is screaming in pain feeling something is coming out of her. But this woman isn't just some woman who had been held by a man of silver hair and pink eyes, she is a devil/dragon person hybrid who is giving birth in a way such demons like devils go through. Her name was Saria Diablou the last warrior who defied Satan and the anti-Christ for someone who she worship in secret with her husband for years: God and his son Jesus.
Saria screamed more as she felt claws coming out of her belly. She knew the baby is going to be born soon. Mothers that no matter what they are human or not die giving birth to a devil child, but this one however is born with something that her husband has as well: healing factor. Saria screamed in pain more as she then felt the child clawing it's way out more. One of her monsters Clear wing Synchro Dragon is helping with the delivery as he is ordering Starve venom Fusion Dragon, one of her husband's monsters, to go grab the things to clean up the blood. Saria screamed once more as her husband named Anarchy or Arc for short held her hand praying to the lord from heaven (despite he and Saria are demons in disguise) for mercy on the poor woman. Soon the baby came out of her with her final scream in pain, Clear wing grabbed the child and examined it. "Congratulations mistress," spoke the synchro monster, "It's a boy." Saria smiled in relief as the healing factor took over her. With just one glance of the crying demonling, she fainted in exhaustion.
Soon after the birth as the rain is still falling outside, the child's cord had been clamped and cut and now it is swaddled in a soft blanket that Saria made for when he was born. Anarchy is holding the small bundle of joy as he smiled warmly. From the look of the child it has striking features on him: he looks like his father with such hair but has a green stripe each on his fringe as he has his mother's golden eyes. The child is softly rocked by his father as Saria woke up. "Honey?" Asked the mother, "Where's my baby?" Anarchy smiled warmly then strokes her head. "He's right here Saria." He spoke, "The little one is healthy and safe." Saria smiled warmly as she placed her hand on the child who is softly asleep. They remember the name they came up with when she was seven months pregnant, and it is a combination of the parents name but with a Z instead of an S. "Welcome to the world, my son." As she then got her finger grasped by the baby's tiny hand. "Zarc Lucifer Diablou."