I don't own anything. All characters and all rights belong to Ichiei Ishibumi*
M for mature topics. No children allowed. *
The Broken Boosted Gear
By Try Another Time
"Ddraig, what are you doing now?" Tannin questioned his fellow dragon's actions. The amount of power that was being accumulated within the egg was too much for a single dragon to handle or at least that was his belief.
"Eyes on the battlefield, Tannin!" A golden western dragon said as he rushed in and incinerated a group of enemies who got too close to Tannin. His golden flames weren't as intense as those of Ddraig but nonetheless, they were capable of sending most enemies before him to the next life. Although he seemed to lack any wings he was still able to move across space just fine.
"Fafnir, I guess I got to thank you for that one don't I?" Tannin asks as he turns his attention towards the golden dragon.
"None of that. I was just paying you back for the last time. How long has it been since we saw each other?" Fafnir asks.
"At least 17 centuries. I pray to Great Red that it was much longer." Tannin answers in a tired manner.
"Oh come on. It was fun. Just two dragons going to town and having fun." Fafnir jokes.
"My wives chased me down for two whole months due to your stupid invitation. I'm a married dragon. Meeting a group of lustful ladies that only want one-night adventures is not something I do."
"Says the guy with a bunch of wives. Come on, it was perfect just two dragons in a night full of lustful sex."
"I was never going to accept something like that. I also never had sex with any of my wives until the relationship was a serious one."
"Come on Tannin. Being a single dragon is great. Think about the freedom!"
"Go back to Asgard. I don't need your stupid ideas in my life."
"Alright, more for me. I can expect many new treasures and exciting nights in my future. Now regarding our dragon of the hour. What is Ddraig doing and why do I detect Ophis around him? Is he with her now?"
"There's a lot that has happened since he came out of the egg. I can only tell you this, his importance is far greater than what you could imagine." Tannin's sight turns back to the egg. "There are those who want war and destruction. Nobody is going to be safe if the alliance doesn't win the conflicts that are coming our way."
"You're sounding just like Odin. War this, Ragnarok that, endless piles of body. The old man just keeps having these weird visions of Ragnarok. Loki starts the war, Thor fights Midgarsormr to the death, his own death at the hands of Fenrir, and all of Asgard is destroyed. Every night, he goes to sleep and he gets ups the next morning feeling worse. It doesn't help that I get some of those damn memories of his once in a while." Fafnir admits.
"Are you saying that he has visions of the future?" Tannin asks in a concerned tone.
"I don't know what to call them. They seemed real but at the same time, they couldn't be. Fenrir is not even in Asgard anymore and nobody knows where he's at. Ragnarok won't happen." Fafnir says as he tries to ignore the possibility of war.
"... Keep telling yourself that if that makes it easier for you, perverted dragon. For now, help me to keep all enemies away from him. I won't let anything get close to him until he's ready to join the battlefield." Tannin turns his sight back to the battlefield.
"Very well. Let's see how strong you have become since the last time we fought together." Fafnir smiles as he stands beside his fellow dragon.
A large group of enemy forces breaks through the gaps and advances toward earth.
"Come and get some!" Both dragons roar as they meet the enemies.
Meanwhile, Michael.
"Thor, Athena. Never expected to see either of you fighting on the same battlefield as us and for the same goal." Michael admits before using the power of his golem unit to shoot down several enemy ships around them.
The white humanoid figure stands tall behind Michael as a menacing enemy that few would dare to face.
"And neither of us would have expected to see the day in which angels, fallen ones, devils, and dragons fighting alongside each other but your group has proved us otherwise," Athena admits as she pulls her spear out of the body of one of the enemies. Her helmet was covered in the blood and fluids of her enemies. Her lavender eyes lacked any mercy and she had the strength to make her goals into a reality.
"Took the words right out of my mouth, Athena," Thor said as he calls back his hammer. His muscular body contained the scars of many fights and experiences which had made him into one of the most feared beings in all of the realms. "Tell us, what has led a child of the Bible god such as yourself to protect and fight alongside his former enemies? I have been waiting for an answer for quite some time. Have you forgotten how many of your brothers and sisters died at the hands of devils, fallen ones, and even the Welsh Dragon?"
Michael keeps a calm face and directs his attention to other enemies. "Slayer units coming at my six o clock. Those are definitely the ones that could be a problem for me. Thor, could you be so kind to take care of them?"
"Hey, answer my question first!" Thor looks enraged for a second but still rushes in to meet the slayer units.
"Take care of them and I'll gladly answer your question. Athena, nine o clock, use your shield and lock them in place. I'll take care of the rest." Michael continues.
"Very well, child of heaven. Just for this once." Athena lifts her shield and directs the face on it to the group of enemies.
The eyes of the medusa opened up and all the enemies on its path are turned into stone as soon as their eyes meet the sight of the medusa. Michael follows soon after with a barrage of projectiles that are shot by his golem.
While Athena and Michael work together, Thor goes wild and smashes all enemies under the might of his hammer. "Come, come and face the might of mine thunder. Be it space or a planet without an atmosphere, thunder will follow me and no enemy will stand a chance."
His enemies are electrocuted and smashed into nothingness by the Norse god. It doesn't take long for all enemies to be eliminated. "Now Michael, where's my answer."
"... The future," Michael replies.
"What?" Athena and Thor ask.
"Many died in the last war. Everybody lost something. I grieved the loss of my fellow siblings and father but so did the rest. The devils lost Lucifer and millions of their fellow devils. The fallen angels lost millions of their own members and they also endured the death of father. Ddraig lost his body and was sealed inside the Boosted gear for 21 centuries. Everybody paid the price. I won't lie, I was scared when I learned about Ddraig's freedom. I feared the worst but when we met he proposed an alliance that nobody else had the guts to propose. He didn't show any hate against us for killing him in the past instead he challenged us to become better. An alliance, peace, taking a more direct approach with humanity, all of it seemed ridiculous at first but with each day that went by, he did his best to make sure that it worked. How many children, how many dragons have you seem to work as hard as him? We asked him to take the hard task of cleaning the Vatican city from false members and he didn't doubt for a second. We asked him to go into a battlefield and stop the fighting, he fought until no more fighting was taking place. He walks tall and moves forward without doubting for a second. Even Shiva has acknowledged him how could we, his supposed allies not do the same. I decided to embrace the path that he has begun to carve and do my best to guide the rest of heaven into the future that he is trying to reach."
Both gods look at the seraph in front of them and see the burning determination in his eyes.
"I can't be like father. None of us can but I and my siblings can do our best to achieve a future that our father might have never dreamed of. Father is no longer here but we still are and we should follow our own path." Michael says with total determination.
The seraph was already walking a path that no longer chased the shadow of the biblical god. He was walking his own path while taking all the lessons he had learned throughout the ages.
"So the seraph has stepped out from the shadow of his father…. Maybe is time for us to do the same and sever connections with the past….. I'll keep this in mind Michael. Tell the Welsh Dragon that Hephaestus is patiently waiting for him. A friend shouldn't keep another friend waiting." Athena turns away from them. "I will see you another day. Maybe on a different battlefield."
Then she flies away.
"Athena…." Michael watches as the goddess disappears from his sight. "It has been long since we saw each other."
"Hey, hey. Don't tell me you're blushing there?" Thor jokes.
Michael keeps a calm face while also trying to hide his slight blush. "A being such as myself can't feel love such as what you imply, Thor. Athena is a goddess that won't ever love a man either. Neither of us will ever feel the love that a couple will share for each other." Michael admits with a sincere face.
"... Virgins. Just you wait, we're going to laugh about this in the future." Thor's face then turns serious. "Michael…. When you and your allies are ready… come to Asgard. I'm going to need your help." Thor lifts his hand and points his finger at his allies. "To free those valkyries from the madness of father and stop his insane plans I'm going to need your help."
"Huh? Those-"
Thor interrupts him. The god takes a small scroll and gives it to Michael. The scroll is barely the size of a finger. "All I know is in there and I can trust you to connect the dots. When the time comes, I'll be on your side alongside those that I trust." The god then points at his chest. A particular scar seems newer than the rest. It stretches out through his whole chest.
The Norse god then excuses himself and flies away without saying another word
"Thor…. What could be happening on Asgard?" Michael holds the scroll for a few seconds before putting it away. "... For now, it's time to go back to them."
In another place.
Midgasormr and Yu-Long pushed through the battlefield at fast speeds while crushing all enemies.
"Yu, now!" Midg calls out to his fellow dragon.
"Right!" Yu-Long releases his aura which drops the defenses of his enemies while also blinding them.
Midgarsormr rushes in and cuts his enemies with his sharp-bladed tail. The dragon then charges his energy and releases a powerful beam attack which melts most enemies into a gooey substance.
"This!" Some of the enemies realized the cruel power of the son of Loki.
"It might not be as deadly as Albion's poison but mine is also a disgusting one. Taste it. All of those who dare to threaten Gaia should die." Midgarsormr shows his anger towards those that threaten Gaia.
"Scary. Midgarsormr your cruel nature is showing up." Yu says. "The children following behind us will be scared off by you."
"This is a battlefield and as children of Tannin, they shouldn't be scared off by something like this." Midgarsormr roars in anger before moving toward the next target of his anger.
The children of Tannin follow right behind without showing any fear. As children of Tannin, they knew the past of his father and the deep-rooted connection between the dragon kings and Gaia.
"Us ancient dragons care for this world or that is what I want to believe. Ddraig, Albion, Yu-Long, Vitra, Tiamat, Crom Cruach, Fafnir, Midgarsormr, and I see Great Red as a father/grandfather but Gaia is our mother/grandmother. All of us hatched in this world and grew up in it. No matter what path we each took, all of us should thank that goddess for embracing us and allowing us to live in it. We lack any blood relations but we still hold a connection with her. For any of us to turn our back on her would be a disgrace." Tannin's words still remain in their minds.
Five of the children were present. Albion and Vitra were sealed away so they couldn't show up. Nobody knew where Crom Cruach was and Tiamat was presently guarding the goddess. So they as sons and daughters of Tannin had the task of protecting the same goddess that had cared for their father.
"We won't fall behind!" The children of Tannin push alongside the dragons.
"Yes. That's it, children of Tannin! Push on. It's in your blood! In your souls! You're children of Tannin don't back away!" Midgarsormr says as he leads the children into the next fight.
"This will be interesting. I'll leave the heavy work to all of you." The mischievous Yu-Long says.
The battles that were taking place all around continued to rage on as all sides push on.
While all of this is happening a single male continues to admire the work of his life. A man that was the closest thing to a hero once fell into despair and allowed himself to drown in the darkness of his own heart.
Mitsuya Kanzaki didn't care about anything else except for its own goal.
On top of his throne.
Mitsuya Kanzaki kept his sights on the egg and ignored the rest of the enemies. He trusted his numbers and the capacities of each of his units.
The slayers were specifically made to match each enemy. From angels to even yokai.
The ships had range and a lot of firepower.
The robots and humanoid units were perfect for support or any other tasks. They also possess enough speed to match almost all opponents they could ever face.
Everything seemed perfect in his plan and yet his efforts were being pushed back.
"Damn them. Why haven't my units been able to push beyond the blockages and reach earth?" But even worse was the egg. "What is he doing? Why is such an enormous amount of power coming out of it?"
The actions of the Welsh Dragon were a mystery to him but he knew one thing, if he let him get up once more he would be in real trouble.
A small magic circle appears next to his ear. "Kokabiel, focus all your firepower on the last location of the Welsh Dragon. Eliminate that pest and then we'll have a clear path to earth."
"It would be my pleasure," Kokabiel replies.
The metallic abomination that looks like a moon starts to open up and reveals the inside of the disgusting structure that hides inside. A mass of flesh and metallic parts with what seems to be a humanoid face is revealed. Its eyes are filled with killing intent.
"Ddraig! I'll finish you off this time. You won't get away!" The massive face exclaims as it redirects all of its weapons to the target of its anger.
Then Mitsuya stands up and gives one single order to the rest of his army. "All units, create an opening for Kokabiel right now."
The armada obeys and starts to act according to its master's orders. They start to pull out from their current battles or push enemies away to offer Kokabiel a clear shot at the egg.
"Hey! I'm right here! Where do you think you're going to?" Typhoon reacts to the weird actions of the enemies forces. The god slayer goes wild as he slashes and bites down on everything that tries to get away from him.
The tentacles of his body stretch out and change into limbs of different mythological beasts.
"Face me, maggots. You shouldn't run away from me since you had the guts to point your weapons at my mother." Typhoon shows a devilish smile as he goes after his enemies.
His descendants follow right behind and take care of any enemies that are still moving.
Sirzechz's position.
Sirzechs who was close by looked around and analyzed the situation. "They are clearing the way…" Sirzechs looks at the actions and current direction of Kokabiel. "They will try to attack the Welsh Dragon. We're separated and none of us is near close to reaching Mitsuya's position. We need to do something but I'll doubt they will let us get near Kokabiel."
They were in a dire position and trying to block the blast would be dangerous for most members of the alliance. His peerage lacked the capacity to block the attack and nobody in the alliance possess a shield that could block it. There was only one possible option for him to use at this moment.
"Shiva…" Sirzechs quickly communicates with the god. "Shiva, I need you to break through and take care of Kokabiel. He will likely open fire and try to eliminate Ddraig while he's in that state."
"If I stop moving around the battlefield I won't be able to keep everyone alive. The most I can do is intercept the beam at the last moment."
"That would put you in danger. You might get seriously injured."
"I trust my body, an attack from that thing won't kill me…" Shiva goes silent for a few seconds as if something distracted him. "Sirzechs, call the Phenex clan right now." His voice seemed concerned.
"Why? Is someone injured?" Sirzechs asks.
"Not now but he will be after what he is going to do. I saw a damn vision and I'm not letting him die. Tell them to bring as many phoenix tears as possible and be ready to act as soon as I give the order. I'll take care of the beam so make sure that everyone is ready. This fight will end in 15 minutes at most so have them rush to my position as soon as they have the tears."
"Very well. I'll have the Phenex clan bring as many tears as possible."
The call is ended and both sides seemed even more worried.
Kokabiel's point of view.
The different components of his current massive body moved around as he prepared himself for the next attack. His old body was barely a torso that was contained at the core of this moon-like weapon. He didn't care about what he had to sacrifice for this kind of power nor the painful process that he had to endure.
No. To him, it was all worth it. It was also for the chance of eliminating his enemies and finally taking the heavenly dragons down once and for all.
The painful loss against them during the war was a memory that had scarred his soul and pride. Two flying lizards had taken down his whole unit and left him barely alive before moving to their next targets.
He felt so useless and ashamed at the fact that he had been defeated so easily while also losing his troops.
"Lord Kokabiel's unit was completely decimated."
"So many of our fellow fallen brothers and sisters died while following him."
"Can we even trust his leadership? Other units had more survivors than his. Azazel-sama lost an arm, his right eye, and is in critical condition but he still fought until the end. Kokabiel was unable to even protect his underlings. How can we follow someone like him?"
The words of his so-called underlings were like daggers that destroyed his already hurt pride. He was supposed to be one of the big four in Grigory and yet he felt completely disrespected.
After the war's end, he lay on a bed for several weeks.
"Get better. We need to think about the future from now on." Those were the first words that Azazel said to him after visiting him.
It was barely a day after the war and Azazel was already up and moving. Shemhazai and Baraqiel joined their leader three days after.
While he was recovering, they were already moving and taking care of their faction. While he was laying on that bed they were taking steps without him. He felt useless and weak when compared to them.
The other fallen angels considered him the weakest and the one that almost nobody trusted or that was what he believed.
"If I had only been stronger back then. If I had this power during the war, then maybe I would have been more useful. I would have been trusted and respected even more. My underlings would have survived." He hated Ddraig and Albion for his loss. "Why did you accept that child into our faction Azazel. She's a host for our enemy and yet you took care of her like a daughter. You and Shemhazai decided to play the part of parents for that child because she's the child of your former lover? Don't make me laugh you, sick bastards. You two falling in love with the same vixen was already a mistake and taking care of a child that's not even yours was a sign of what was to come. I have gained power Azazel and after I finish the job with Ddraig I will take care of that pest that you call a daughter before reshaping Grigory to my taste. All the other pantheons will fall to their knees."
"Realigning the main cannon. Clones 809 to 1119 protect the main unit as the main cannon prepares for the next attack. I will eliminate the Welsh Dragon once and for all. There won't be another host of that damn lizard's power." Kokabiel exclaims as he prepares for the attack.
The slayer units obey the previous orders and clear the way for Kokabiel. The main cannon of the anti-dragon unit starts to accumulate energy at a fast pace.
"You will die on this day. Not even your soul will remain afterward. Take this!"
Kokabiel opens fire.
A large beam travels across the battlefield with incredible speed.
"No!" Raynare and the other members of the alliance scream as they see that nobody is there to prevent the attack from reaching the egg.
But at the last moment, Shiva interferes. The primordial god of destruction intercepts the attack with an attack of his own. A massive arm made out of his own power punches the beam and diverts its trajectory away from the egg.
His real arm is slightly injured by the attack.
"I won't allow you to eliminate my student. Too much is at risk and he's the one that I was looking for so long. The monster that will end the curse that we brought upon ourselves. Wake up, child. Open those wings of you and prove my visions right. Get up once more and fight for the sake of the future that hasn't been written!"
Shiva calls out to his student.
Inside the egg.
"They are calling for you." Ophis's voice is heard.
"I know." The Welsh Dragon replies. His voice lacked its duality as it seemed to have reached a perfect balance between maturity and youth.
"... Can you really endure all of this? Your souls won't be fine after all of this. This is more than what I initially gave to you."
"Don't worry about it. We're your "sword" after all and we'll face the consequences no matter how bad they are. We'll make your wish a reality one day but until that day just believe in us."
"... Very well. Don't die out there. I'll sleep for now…. The rest is up to you." Ophis says before going silent.
"Sweet dreams…. It's time to start. Let's end this once and for all."
The egg begins to open up. The flames start to spread out in all directions. The power that was being contained is released and everyone from enemies to allies is able to detect its immeasurable might.
This also coincides with the fact that the barrier that was protecting the planet disappeared.
Time seems to slow down as six flaming wings spread out from the planet and reach out into space.
Nobody except for Shiva could understand what was happening. The god of destruction just smiled from ear to ear as a few tears escaped his eyes.
"Parvati, we are a step closer. My efforts haven't been in vain." The gold told himself.
The source of these wings was a humanoid body. Its height was that of a young male around 18 years old. His skin was covered in scaled red armor with green, purple, and deep red jewels that adorned its entirety. Its long tail was engulfed in flames and its extra set of arms was holding what seemed to be a dark purple double helix which seemed to be made out of flesh. In his right hand, he held the empty hilt of a greatsword with no blade in sight. His face was sharp and filled with red scales. Two blazing horns grew out of its forehead. Its long and wavy green hair shinned with great intensity.
His eyes were closed and a long purple scarf covered his neck.
The man stretched his arms towards the front before his left palm covered the place in which the blade of the sword should have been.
A magic circle appeared below him as his eyes began to open up. Three dragons appeared to surround and protect the tree of Yggdrasil. His green eyes showed no signs of doubt and newly found determination.
*Vestige- T.M. Revolution.*
"Ignite and continue to devour my flesh, Ascalon!" A large blade started to reform itself as he removed his left hand. Its length was at least 60 inches and its width was around 14 inches. Its material was red and although it was metallic there was a particular scent coming out of it. It didn't help that four large eyes appeared around the length of the sword.
The crimson flames that would usually devour and consume any weapon didn't do that with this blazing behemoth of a flesh blade.
But the dragon didn't seem to be done yet. The magic circle spread out into the battlefield and reached every corner of it.
"Hear my voice and follow this selfish order of mine. Fight on with all you have and more until no enemy remains. I will endure the aftermath so accept this accursed power that I will give to all of you."
Red needles shoot out from the magic circle. The needles pierced the chest of every member of the alliance present while also hitting those that came to help Gaia.
Each being felt how their powers were boosted and their bodies were reinvigorated with newfound energy. Previous injuries were healed.
The eyes of those who weren't allies with the Welsh Dragon seemed to be hypnotized.
The Welsh Dragon raises his blade and points it at the target of his killing instinct. One would initially think that he was going to go after Kokabiel but his sights were set on a different target.
Mitsuya Kanzaki. The god impostor shake in fear as the eyes of his enemy focuses on him.
"Kill all of them until none remain!" Issei shouts before joining the battlefield once more.
The final fight had just begun.
Omake
The following is a stupid thing that came into my mind while writing this chapter. This is a joke and nothing else.
Take 1 (Card game):
"Shiva you can't defeat me. My field is filled with all of these monsters and you have nothing that can defeat me now!" Kanzaki said as he presume his playing field. "Your life points won't survive my next attack."
Shiva just smirks. "Bold of you to assume that you could ever win this game with such an obvious strategy. You have summoned more than 5 monsters in your turn which allows me to use you this."
Shiva shows his card. "I activate the effect of Ddraig, the primordial being which destroys all the monsters on your side of the field."
"Noo!" Kanzaki screams in despair.
The battlefield is engulfed in flames as a massive draconic being is summoned into the battlefield before it destroys all the monsters in Kanzaki's field.
"You gain a token afterward but I doubt that you'll recover from this." Shiva continues to smirk as he watches Kanzaki despair.
*Notes from the author: The chapter is complete. Sorry that it took this long but I have been busy. I want to end this arc by the next chapter so expect a really long chapter. Expect at least two main fights and a few discoveries regarding Kanzaki. Also, this is not even his final form. See ya next time.*