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Sekai- A New World's Horizon.
《Welcome to the world under the Light of Moon》
[II]
"I suppose, that we could forgive all this commotion you have created over a favour, shall we ?." Rias smiled cheerfully.
Sona and Tsubaki sighed though they didn't abrupt her advances, Akeno merely watched the devil play her tricks of negotiation with curiosity.
In response, Shinji smiled naturally.
Rias smiled. Shinji smiled back more. Rias's smile turned even brighter. Shinji's smile used flashlights.
Rias's smile hurts as it faltered. Shinji smile didn't as he held his smile, game over. And the Wakame boy won.
"I am sorry to say, but may I know why we should give you the favour for commotion we have made ?. As far as I was aware we are currently sorting these consequences —" Shinji gestured to Shirou who was a few metres away from their table and near the window.
"—Yes, the bills will be paid, including the ship model and the compensation will be paid, oh—thank you—yes the Café will be taken to consideration too—" Shirou seemed to be engaged in the battle with his cellphone. Others just decided to ignore lest they themselves gets pulled into it.
"— and if that is because of the four cups of coffee, we are currently facing that hurdle with this meal, free of cost by us, gentlemen who have invited for you as a apology and therefore I have finally settled our debts, unless were you to be in debt for declining it thus making this meal an debt to me." Shinji played with his words smoothly.
He was glad that Shirou was over with the call, or else he would've had his head stuck in the ceiling for slithering his snakey way over the matter of food.
"Oh ?, my that isn't so gentlemanly of you, Matou-kun~." The long raven haired girl with massive assets that bounced when she moved..
Bounce!~.
Bounce!~.
"My eyes are up here."
"I make my decision—yow!?." Shinji was slapped over the back of his head by familiar strong palm.
"Pardon my friend's rude behavior, he is rather illiterate on his manners." Shirou gave a decent that would make any japanese proud as he apologized to the devils.
"It's okay, Einzbern-sa—?!." Her words died on her mouth as warm gold eyes glared at her frigidly, daring her to finish it.
"Please do address me as Emiya, I would like that if you won't use Einzbern to associate me with." Shirou said impassively as Akeno nodded in a trance as she quickly changed her words.
"As you wish. E-Emiya-san." Akeno stuttered. She had no idea but she nearly felt her body have phantom sensation of tiny prickles across her, like the tips of sharp swords grazing all over her when the red head Einzbern hair glared at her coldly.
Both the Devil heiresses raised their eyebrow in curiosity. That subject seems to be touchy, thus seems something interesting .
This magus...he seemed like someone that could be some nobody amongst a crowd at first glance unless they looked closer.
Defining dark red thair like blood, unlike Rias's crimson flaring one that is too bright and molten golden eyes that glowed warmly and his strong features made him a quite the easy on eyes. The green jacket hid his well built chiseled body. He was tall for his age. The boy was certainly of their age and said to be the fact that he was the Einzbern Heir, even if he has some apparent repulsion when associated with that title.
Despite the warmth and kindness in his eyes, they noticed that he had a presence akin to a lion. Wild and untamed, yet regal and proud. He seemed to have an air of a regal predator. His voice seemed like a calm sea. A very calm sea.
A dreary dark blue coloured hair with curly strands, wicked cobalt blue eyes that glinted mirthfully, a features crafted into confident demeanour. Despite the puffy white jacket he wore, he seemed quite skinny and lithe, a body suited for speed. Quite small height compared to his acquaintance. Like his friend, seemed their age, from what they knew of his last name, member of Matou Clan, and a descendant of the infamous White Tsar of Underworld, Makiri Zolgen.
Unlike his partner, who seemed to have a regal and proud attitude. Matou seemed to be like a fox. He was cunning and sly, he had an air of a person that prefers the art of strategy and tricks over the matter of strength and skill. A silver tongued fox.
Ever since they arrived they had been nothing but completely different behaviour of someone they expected as magus.
The prideful magus heir was not someone cold and scheming with arrogance clouding their heads.
"You're not like those typical magus, are you ?." As expected of Sona, she was straight to the point. There was no sugar coating or anything.
"And what have you thought of magus's behaviour Sitri-san." Shirou asked with a curve of his lips.
"Cold, cruel, calculative and scheming with arrogant and conceding demeanour.." Sona answered bluntly.
"What now you said, according to those magus, would be their determination, focus and integrity and lastly their superior nobility." Shirou replied with a small smile.
"You said 'those magus', why ?, don't you consider yourself as a magus ?." Sona asked. Shinji rose his eyes brow...this one's observant.
"You called us 'not your typical magus yourself'. So why ask ?." Shinji poked at Sona. Shirou merely chuckled in return. He let Shinji take the lead now, he seemed eager.
"For the safety of the city and these people." Sona replied as much as efficiently.
"A demon wants to ensure the safety of human city and the humans within, sounds bullshit to me." Shinji drawled. Rias and Sona narrowed their eyes. Tsubaki and Akeno gave a look of warning to the curly blue haired boy.
Shinji didn't care, they might be devils but he had his own demon right beside him and he wasn't a push over himself. There was no way he was gonna have a woman pressing him down unless it's sexual matter.
...Or it's his scary little sister, Sakura's was a terror that nother even he was willing to poke with. She might as well be acting the holy angel attitude around Shirou, because that bastard's casanova, but she's devil to all of us.
"Matou-san, despite our ancestor's history we are no longer like that. Devils now live peacefully and we are not evil as you might think ." Rias said with a confident and cheerful smile. Akeno nodded while, Tsubaki and Sona simply said nothing, while also not rebuking the statement.
Shinji nearly laughed at them like a loon. Note, nearly. He wasn't the team, negotiator for nothing. Sometimes, you gotta play with ignorance to your advantage.
Shirou narrowed his eyes. They really were naive, weren't they...It felt hypocrite for someone like him, but, you can't blame him. He had seen what kind of bloody atrocities are hidden behind the veil of gold and silver of nobles. He knew exactly, what kind of things went behind those devils 'good' facade.
Shirou had, in a few times had joined with his father during those 'hunts' or missions where they had dealt with very questionable individuals. And among these 'cold, cruel and calculative, arrogant and conceding' there weren't just magus kind, but also devils and ordinary humans to others like Church heretics etc...
It was truly naive to assume that a single species was completely rainbows and sunlight. But Shirou won't judge, they were heiress from the nobility, to others it might seem ignorance but Shirou saw even past
those that didn't see, if this ignorance was kept in this cruel world, there must be a great effort from those that tried to preserve the innocence.
He knows that feeling, truly he knows it. To shield your loved ones from the darkness creeping over the world.
"Onii-chan, I want us...to be true brothers and sisters.." A pair of red eyes stared at the skies, my own was locked onto those very stars... She sat besides me watching stars at this cold night. There was snoring from the background, Shinji was fast asleep.
"Such things...could never happen, right ?.." A pair of familiar gold eyes greeted me with a smile. My eyes strayed to hers and I gave a chuckle. My yukata shifted as I moved closer to her.
"...No, I am your brother, no matter what...Miyu.." My glimmering gold eyes stared at her warmly. The girl was now fast asleep, with my yukata's cloth I covered her gently, closer to my heart.
"Onii-chan!, let's go~!." The red eyes twinkled excitedly. The winter fairy had her tiny hands wrapped around mine. She drags me with extreme fevour.
"Yes, yes Illya, don't drag me or we will
fall!?—Ah!?." Both me and the snow fairy trips, I shield her with my body instantly, she lands on my torso, my back lightly hits the snow covered tree.
"Woah!?—Ehehehehehe. You look like a snowman, Onii-chan~." The snow fairy giggled uncontrollably as she jumped away from him, content at laughing how the snow draped all over me from the impact.
"—Eh, Onii-chan, w-why do you have such a scary look there!?." The snow fairy stepped back as I smirked. My hands dusted off the snow before curling up.
"I think someone needs to be taught a lesson." I smiled as the snow ball was thrown at the snow fairy.
He would respect that person for keeping this ignorance, this innocence inact.
"Then don't judge us too." Shinji replied smiling coyly as he dug into the food.
There was no need for any more pleasant words or arguments of races. They got their life and we got ours. Be happy with it, so shut up and let's all depart peacefully.
His statement might not told this but, most with good head have got the meaning.
Shame that the only one who got a even gist of what he meant was the leader with glasses. Shinji couldn't help but muse as Sona nodded before silently gesturing others to drop the matters.
This girl had picked his interest, maybe he will play with this gal for a bit. Shinji couldn't help but smirk at that.
"—Shirou, is it just me or did those gals could some oversized knockers?."
"Shinji get you minds out of the gutt—... Now that you think about it ?." Shirou couldn't help but think back, other than the Sitri heiress, the three woman they met tonight had some really big breast, as if they were some overinflated balloons.
'Wait!, why I am thinking about this!.' Shirou couldn't help but curse at his seaweed friend and his own hormones at that.
"Shinji, please stop." Shirou couldn't help but groan.
"You're gay, bro, think some tits, ass and thighs. Chill out, bruh!." Shinji said in a sing-song voice as he walked over the rail.
It was night time, it must be past an eight or something . Both he and Shinji walking down the lane, Shinji was walking over the road's rail like the brat he was, and Shirou was holding a pair of bags with the household items and groceries he bought.
It was night time, surprisingly there was no one, the shops around here was closed, it was calm and relaxing night...
With a soft breeze after summer was certainly, something else and these nights you could take a good moonlit stroll.
Streetlights lit up the roads and there was this calm and relaxing atmosphere that Shirou truly enjoyed.
"—man, Sekai chicks had some really big booba and some lovely butt!. Atleast I got a number from a hot busty lady, I really want to know what these woman eat." Shinji ran his mouth, being himself.
Now, if only this moron could just shut up.
Shirou had tuned in most of the words that came out of this seaweed's mouth, but he did pick up a few.
Shinji's got a number, huh ?. Shirou could only hope that guy keeps it in the pants and don't turn his house to a whore house.
It would take a bit more time, probably a few weeks until the Matou Manor would have it's construction done. And he really hoped so. He did remember what the fuck happened last time.
Shinji may be a seaweed moron, but he knew his tricks, he was a bit of a casanova. Shinji was a guy that loved to live his life in a complete hedonistical manner. He would pursue all the pleasures in the world and enjoy his life from what is worth it. It might seem crude but Shirou won't judge, he accepts him as he was.
Besides his lustful and carefree way of life, Shinji was an 'okay guy'. He kept his limits, despite never admitting had his own moral limits. Though was still a degenerate at heart.
"You're thinking something rude of me aren't you." Shinji asked with a blank look.
"Yes." Shirou admitted shamelessly.
"Fuck you, Emiya." Shinji rebutted.
"No, thanks. Why didn't get someone today ?." Shirou drawls sarascatically.
"Ah—good thing that you reminded me!. Hey, I met this hot lady named Mizuki Shiranui, she's a legit MILF I tell you man and a single one at that. And she's got a titties the size of melon!, she's good with her mouth too!." Shinji said while drooling. Shirou made a face.
"I did not need to learn that, Shinji." Shirou made a disgusted face. He did not want to hear about his friend's love life.
"You gotta learn enjoy life, you fucking rock!—oh wait I forgot you're steel." Shinji suddenly changed his words as he cackled.
"That really was a bad joke, Shinji." Shirou replied amusedly.
"Fuck you, you seriously needs to get laid once more. I really can't understand which chick managed to get you, of all people, to put the stick into a hole than on your ass." Shinji mocked. Though there was genuine curiosity too.
"There's no such person, Shinji." Shirou said trying to stop himself from hitting Shinji for his vulgar remark.
"Bullshit, Emiya. I know you're not a virgin, and I am sure of it." Shinji accused him as he pointed his fingers at Dhirou dramatically. Shirou sweatdropped.
"Really, how can you even tell ?." Shirou asked with drop of sweat over his head.
"Of course, I could tell that!. Don't underestimate the power of an enlightened degenerate!." Shinji shouted with his palms clenched and raised to the high heaven. Shirou gave a wry smile.
"So, off with the suspense and tell us whose the lucky girl ?!. Sakura ?, no she's too sub for that. Maybe, Rin, she seems like that kinky dom behind that noble facade. Maybe the blonde drills ?, she had some serious thirst over you. That creepy nun ?, no you seem to jump off the grill every time you meet her. Is it Irisviel—, What ?!, look in my eyes and tell me that she won't do it." Shinji listed off. Until Shirou shouted indignantly before he piqued down.
That woman was crazy like that, so Shinji cut down that name. Shirou's crazy but not 'stick it in crazy' level of crazy.
Shinji was about to list of another barrage of names, however, stopped by a shrill cry of a male and female.
Both relaxed and care free kids, straightened their shoulders. The form tightened and awareness and power crept on their form.
Gold eyes licked onto cobalt blue. They both nodded.
"Trace: On." An ephemeral neon green light underneath his clothes. Patterns akin to circuits, lit upon his body. The circuits spread from around his abdomen where there was cluster of these flurocent circuits gathered around.
That was his Magic Crest, the Einzbern Magic Crest.
The Einzberns didn't have a Magic Crests, they were automatons or homunculus, their beings were inscribed with the knowledge of Einzbern family from their 'birth'. And their circuits crafted from the birth.
Shirou was neither an Einzbern homunculus nor a magus with a great amount of high quality circuits. He only had 27, slightly above average, circuits for himself.
However, the Einzbern Lord, Jubstacheit von Einzbern had personally, crafted Shirou's Magic Crest and implanted him through a great series of operations and very painful procedures.
The Einzbern's had implanted every bit of their knowledge and spells into a Magic Crest implanted over his abdomen.
It was astronomically painful times for Shirou, but he had suffered through it and certainly doesn't he adore the prize he got for it.
There was no amount of pain he couldn't have gone for his family. He would even walk through that hell once more if he have to..
But, the Einzbern had indeed made an absolute monster there.
The crest had a great amount of circuits, enough to make any ordinary magus puke blood. Even a first class magus will be impressed by quantity and quality of these circuits.
His certain conditions with his body
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While his unique circumstances made him unable to use any other Magecraft, he had indeed adapted to this problem with his own tricks.
Neither did Shirou or anyone knew why the Old Atch had tried so hard to make Shirou into his precious heir, accordingly they had never seen him so motivated.
Shirou had only received a single response for his concern that remotely made any sense.
"Emiya had failed in retrieving the Miracle of Third, but the ritual had indeed given it's fruit, nevertheless it might not be Third but I will take what I get, in the end the Einzberns gets the final laugh."
Despite the mad rambling of the senile old golem, Shirou knew that Atch had the expression of man that struck gold when he first saw Shirou. And that certainly means something for sure.
The green glowing lines crept over his feet as Shirou sped over to the place of the voice with a speed rivalling that of a Knight Piece of the Devils..
"Yare, Yare Daze.." Shinji sighed as he put his hands over his hips. The guy was seriously rubbing salt over his wounds.
These times he wished that he had been born with Magecraft, so that he could be just as monstrously powerful as his friend.
Eh, not that it would make any difference. He's got noodle arms and even if he had magic circuits he would probably be the same lazy guy.
Besides...
"Combustion: Start." Shinji whispered. Suddenly, the smell of ozone filled the air. The intoxicating scent of liquified petroleum gas penetrated the atmosphere.
Then cobalt blue eyes shone an eerie hue, the fingers of his hands had crimson light crackling over them. Tendrils of crimson hue emanated from his form.
He's got his own sweet tricks...
Red miasma burst from underneath his feet. Hot gases and light shock waves rippled under him. His coat fluttered as his hair danced in the air. Shinji was flying, however, he would correct them by saying that he was levitating.
Time to fuck shit up. Shinji smirked. The sound of steel grating as he reached the ominous looking warehouse.
"Hehehehehehhehehe!~, come out rat!~." A distorted voice tore into his being. Issei shivered.
He clutched the steel rod in his hands as he squeaked as ray of light hit the ground next to him, his hands trembling and knees buckling, sweating insanely he gulped. Yet, he pestered as he ducked underneath the torn open piece of steel slab. He shivered.
If he ever got out alive, he was so gonna punch Motohama in his face. And probably cry hugging his mom, by gods he should've listened to her dammit.
This, kids, is the very example of why people should obey your mother's advise.
His mother—his gorgeous, sweet and oh-so kind and gracious mother, had told him not to go to his friends house this late at night.
But, nooo!. His stupid self had to ignore her words and go to Motohama and see the virtual tits that he probably would never ever get ro grab.
And now he was stuck here with a mother fucker that looked like he came straight out rape hentai.
With the size of a car, it had an appearance of grey skinned orc with single glowing pupiless putrid yellow eye and a pair of small drill like horn. It's hands look like logs and legs were as thick as a trunk of a tree. And worst part was that...it had a massive grotesque dick dangling openly, as hard as steel.
The reason for both Issei's arrival into this bloody horror and the Orc's monster dick's reaction was currently laying besides Issei.
A very beautiful woman with a very curvaceous and erotic body coupled with a huge pair of breasts. She has very long blue hair that reaches even to the back of her knees. She was wearing a skin tight purple bodysuit with gold accents on the clothes' edges, golden pasties on the tips of her breasts, an opening on the middle of her bust, silver armored gauntlets and leggings, they were currently ripped and torn in places allowing the sight of bare skin and her exposed nipples(—which honestly made him stare at it, despite the situation)
And frankly, despite the horrifying and traumatic image of orc dick, he too understands the orc's situation. Issei himself was spotting a prominent bulge over his pants.
It took all he had to, stop himself from ravaging those pair of huge boobas. And probably the fact that he was in a very dangerous situation.
Issei had ended up in this situation when he went into the abandoned warehouse as he heard a scream of woman.
Never in his life had he expected to see a scene that looked like it came straight out a hentai.
An ugly huge orc was drooling over the body of voluptuous woman sprawled down on the floor, with a hard genital that dripped disgusting putrid yellow gooey stuff, that Issei seriously didn't want to know.
He had ended up acting on instinct as he threw some sand into the orcs eyes—eye, and dragged the woman away, unfortunately he had only able to drag the woman and hide due to his weak ass arms.
SKRCHH!.
Issei squeaked out as the iron slab tore away, the club in hands of the demonic brute breaking off the steel off it's hinges.
Issei clutched the iron rod in his quaking arms as his teeths chattered. His eyes had palpable amount of fear stricken among it. Yet, he stayed before the girl's unconscious body, guarding it despite his own fear out of sheer resolve
"Hehehahahaha!~, you look so pathetic, rat!. You look you're about to faint now!. Now I feel bad. So how about it, a deal perhaps?." The Orc's demonic voice sound like a symphony of horrifying screams. The thing's deformed teeths turned with a viscous grin that made Issei shiver.
"W-w-what d-d-deal ?.." Issei croaked out. He felt his heart would jump out with how fast it was beating. His hands clutched the iron rod 8tightly even as sweat poured from his palms. It felt like it would slip off any second.
" I don't want any blood to get my mood off, so how about this ?. I will give you chance to enjoy that fine piece of slut behind you, after me if you would simply stop being a nuisance besides I can see how your lust rises with just seeing that bitch and maybe I will even let you go." The Orc gave a horrific chuckle as it's barbaric wooden club the size of steel bar lowered.
Issei gulped...That offer...isn't that too attractive for a virgin like him. The chance to lose his virginity on a hot babe with babilacious body and melon like tits and the chance to even escape dying...
That does sound attractive...
"Y—." Suddenly his voice got stuck in his tongue. His eyes for a second strayed to the woman, despite her erotic situation he suddenly felt his heart feel hurt...
She might look erotic and downright lewd now, but thinking from his own heart, he got another answer that simply didn't let his heart accept.
She was weak, unconscious, helpless, vulnerable and untainted from the darkness...
A deep feeling within his soul and his own subconscious acted against it violently. Like a dragon to protect its treasure, a feeling protectiveness emerged from him...
In his inner psyche something rebelled against the thought of even accepting such blasphemous propositions.
It growled, it clawed, it screamed, it lashed out, it raged, and it roared.
A faint emerald hue glowed beneath his chocolate brown eyes. A beast ready to rip apart, loomed underneath them. It snarled.
A red ripple of energy orbited around his left hand, a shadow of great mythical beast flickered off his shadow.
"I refuse!." He whispered. Yet, the horrific brute took a step back.
"What ?.." The orc growled.
"I said, I refuse!. I refuse to let a woman to be ravaged by the likes of bastards like you!, I refuse to let a pair of amazing boobs getting tainted by your dirty hands!. Oppai should be enjoyed with happiness, not just ours but also the woman!, the Oppai is vanilla!, I refuse to let an oppai become tainted!." Issei howled as he raised the iron rod as his form grew much determined. The light in his eyes shone. His strong back guarded the woman, his shadow flickered more into the shape of beastly image of that legendary beast from the oldest myths. This was the power of a vanilla lover.
"Then I will just rape her over your corpse!" The Orc's putrid yellow eyes shone as it gave guttural roar of anger. It's nose emitted smoke as it rage. It's barbaric club raised over it's head ready to give a massive impact over the boy, turning him into red paste on the floor.
Issei closed his eyes shut hardly as he raised the iron rod and shielded tje woman with his body.
Woooshh!~.
Clang!
The sharp ripple of wind felt on his cloth, yet instead of the terrific impact of the club assaulting his form and twisting insides didn't arrive, made him confused.
He also heard the sound of steel impacting other.
"Your reasons are questionable, but you're resolve is good and I can tell your heart's in the right place." The voice felt familiar, it was male and around his age to be precise. The voice calm and firm. It felt like a calm sea. A very calm sea.
His eyes slowly opened only to gawk at what he was seeing.
He saw a strong back. A powerful broad shoulders. It was clad in a green jacket and belong to male. A spiky dark red hair.
It was a male and he rose his hands in 'x' position crossed and between them was the club struck down yet had stopped simply by hands.
The Orc looked like had eaten fly. It was gawking at the fact that he was stopped and what worse was that he can't move his arms.
The club was strictly held between the 'x' position and wasn't even budging. There were neon green lines running through his arm like an ephemeral pattern.
A magus..The Orc realised as he snarled.
"You damn magus!, how dare yo!?!?—AAAAARRRRGGGHHH!!!" The Orc's dramatic insult was cut short when the male raised his leg—which seemed to glow eerie green underneath the pants— and kicked right into his nuts. The Orc screamed bloody murder as the the bastard was hurled right into the wall his face paving into the concrete.
".." Issei cringed. Hard. He would probably say that 'no male should deserve that' but he felt that this fucker deserved it.
But hearing the agonising scream and whimper felt really sympathetic. That should've hurt, badly.
"I would be appreciative if you won't talk, that would make it much easier." the guy—Magus, or something if the Orc's word were true—said in calm and polite tone. Before turning to him—instantly Issei recognized him. That was the lucky bastard at the mall.
"What a polite way to address the one that saved you. Well, leaving your insult, are you okay ?." Wait, did he say that aloud. Now, Issei felt bad, despite the fact he insulted this handsome bast—eh, I mean this guy, first thing he ask was if he was alright. Real smooth, Issei. Issei couldn't help but feel guilty.
"I-I, t-think.." Issei managed to say.
"Hmm, do you feel light headed or like fainting ?." the guy asked as he dragged me by the shoulders and leaned against the wall before taking the girl in a bridal carry before laying her beside me. I would felt jealous, if not for the whole fucked up scenario.
"Not much ?." Issei said while regaining his bearings. The guy took the girl's head and placed it in his lap, then he opened the girl's eyes much akin to a doctor would before frowning.
"Hmm, surprising..What about nausea or feels like puking your guts out—or nosebleeds?" The guy asked, he took the blue haired girl's hand checking for pulse. He let it go before looking at the girl intently as if scanning her.
"A bit and no, thankfully." Issei would've thought the guy was ogling at her, if not the fact that he was looking at the bruises and wounds bleeding.
The red guy took out a weird flask from his pocket. It was filled with some blue liquid...Also did that look a lot like a Max Potion from Pokemon.
He sprayed them on those wounds, the woman shuddered her beautiful face confronting into a expression of pain, the red guy frowned and ran his hands over her hair humming, the look of pain gradually disappeared.
Strangely enough, the guy didn't look like those handsome protagonists that would smile and think of those rom com situation shenanigans, but like a big brother that comforting his sister.
The guy had some major 'Onii-chan' vibes right there. Issei noted.
"Hmm, let's get you outta here." the red guy said as he rose, he gently took the girl's head from his lap, before slowly taking the girl over his shoulder.
"Stop ignoring me you bast—Arghh!!?!?!." The orc that roared in anger, now rained pain. Reason for his pain.
Booom!.
A terrific expression stuck him square on the grey brute as Issei shuddered, his skin felt blistered as heat washed over him, the guy stepped in and shielded the heat from his form, yet Issei could see it.
A wild untamed burst threw the grey brute onto the pavement, the floor melted as the orc cried out in pain, it's form blistered and burnt. A bones were visible through charred skin. The blood was stained over the entire floor as the inky violet blood smeared over the floor.
The culprit of this was above, in the air floating. Issei recognized him too, that was the seaweed guy and currently he didn't look like a sea weed instead had his hair slicked back with a single hair lock dangling over, he had eerie red eyes that sent shivers down Issei's spine, the blue guylooked even more handsome bastard than before, but Issei wasn't gonna mention it with what a scary look he had..
"Shirou, get them out, I'm gonna personally deal with this motherfucking rapist son of a bloody bitch." Shinji had a murderous look clouding his face. Shirou nodded gravely.
This was gonna get explosive. Shirou knew how much Shinji's hated those types of people.
Shinji and his grandfather could hold murderers, genociders, arsonists, war mongers etcetera, but gods, did they hate rapists...
Shirou quickly nodded as he quickly pulled a surprise Issei onto his shoulders and jumped right out of the window carrying both of them like a sack of potato.
"Now, where we again~..." Shinji snarled as his hands swirled with high pressure temperatures and high pressure gas..
The Orc despite his melted face whimpered as it crawled with it's back from this monster.
Variant Detonation, known as The Prank of the Giant, it is a Sacred Gear created by the Heavenly Host, Yahweh, from the remnants of the Sutr, the Giant of Fire, the King of Giants that initiated Ragnarok. However, the circumstances prevailed that the God of Abraham, had intervened in the conflict of Norse and helped the All-Father in the survival of Asgard's existence from the Ragnarok, defeating Sutr and his ilk.
The Sacred Gear, is somewhat very tricky since it depends on user's willpower and it's complex alteration technique that convert any material into explosive matter.
And this Sacred Gear, is now in hands of an genius science geek, expert alchemist and potion maker like Shinji who has a explosion fetish.
"Eclxsuprotion!."
BOOOOMMM!!!
The sight of the warehouse becoming a massive plume of flame and ruin was the result of this mad combination made specifically in hell around the lowest of the realm, maybe take a shovel and dig a bit more.
As Shirou carried both the unconscious girl and Issei, who gawked at the explosion, Shirou gave a rough smirk as his crimson locks waved in the air as he jumped over building to buildings..
"Welcome to the world under moonlight, leave for the madness, stay for the chaos. Either way you're gonna be dead in a whirlwind of craziness and please leave sanity preferably in the trash can." Shirou remarked wryly as he chuckled.
Issei could only gulp...and get a feel of those breasts of the girl on his body.
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A/N:
Welp, late update again, I guess. Still atleast I'm not gonna abandon this one.
Onto the comments we go.
YeanYoirk: That's what I thought too, ambitious fic with an unambitious author sounds like the worst combination. Adding another animes will be a giant shitstorms but, meh, I give a little fuck about that, I already got many of them. If you looked hard enough you can get many spoilers. Matou's are giant ball of fluff and pure madness. Shinji is friend, but he is anything but normal. And, no. Shirou's not gonna get grossly powerful over day. He is powerful, enough to keep Rias and her peerage( that is Mid-High class and her peerage) in line with slight(read: serious) effort.
MysteriousHeroX: Ah, nice to see a fella with good tastes. It's hard to find someone these days.
IsekaiFanboi: Wait for the incoming wave, boi!.
Zeryo: Nope, Nope, Hakuno or Shiki is gonna be a thing that I preferably won't take...atleast not now. And yes, I know Alaya isn't empathetic but but I was taking about of CF(Counter Force), because such an huge scale war that breached every possible 'threat meters' of CF. And that's a massive plot mine over there. Spoiler will remain there.
Primus1661: Sieg is completely charted project currently. Basically Siegfried 2.0 with little bit of spices added by my fanfic.
• Devils are not strong. Demons are strong. I will just give you that clue. And the matter for gods, Authorities will be there, but weakened with Sefar and few more reason I'm not revealing now.
• Hades, evil ?. Sorry, bruh, this isn't Disney, I won't be white washing Greek Goda just to make our boi Hades evil. The only 'not fucked up' god in greek isn't gonna be 'oh-so-evul' when there are devils running around proclaiming as goody two shoes. And let's just say, I gotta massive surprise in form of Hades.
• Perv Odin, hmm, maybe?. I initially wanted him as a member of 'perverts squad' of this fic. Oh, don't worry no valkyries ain't gonna be devils. Odin might be perverted but he ain't stupid here, he is a cunning god.
• Sorry to disappoint, there's no DxD Excalibur and those 'Excalibur Destruction' thingy(that name's so cringeworthy').
• Great Red, Ophis are not 'joke characters' like in DxD. They have different conceptualization in this fic, this fic's modelled after Nasuverse rules. So imagine what kind of grossly broken level would be Great Red and Ophis would be in Nasuverse style and how much lore is gonna be deposited on them.
• Altrouge's powerful, but not Aristotle's level, neither is Great Red or Ophis level( atleast the one in this fic).
HDDL(Guest): You're gonna love this gremlin, I will tell you that.
Wolf King Fenrir(Guest.): Hmm. maybe ?, maybe not ? ;)
Guest: Shirou will be having main pairing, a certain glutton king, a devil( guess who ?), Shishou, witch( guess who ?) and few others.
• Shinji will be a casanova, but he would be smitten too. I will let you take guesses, maybe I will take them to consideration if I like'em. Oh, also apply for Shirou too, I would take that one and see if it work.
Primus1661: Hmm, maybe, maybe not ?.
Wolf King Fenrir:
• Nah, Quetz gonna be Nasu's and she doesn't even know who Shirou is or Solomon at that.
• Nope, Romani deserves a good life, and I'm gonna give him that. And God's successor is a bit...lame, Shirou ain't gonna get tied down to responsibility.
• Lol, be honest with me bro, didn't you get that from 'Anhilation Maker in DxD' fanfic.
• As, I said no Sakura would be herself and Romani is gonna get his happiness.
• Eh, no. That seems like a lame wattapad story that says that it's weaker duplication with '000000000.000001% power in it.' type of thing. Nope, sorry bruh, that ain't going here.
• Carnival Zenith. Now you're talking. Give me ideas about that.
• Hmm, no Shirou's not gonna accept anything that comes with Alaya.
• Still, thanks for that bro. Also, pls support me more.
patiphat: Wait and see.
YeanYoirk: Lol, now yes Shirou's Eroge Protagonist: EX works brilliantly, especially in an eechi based world like DxD.
• Eh, Sona and Rossweisse seems pretty common choice, maybe Rossweisse I can look into that, but not Sona, not with what I just discovers of the potential chemistry between Sona and our Wakame boi.
• It's Mr, I am a legit male, bruh.
Primus1661: Yep, I know that but Clocktower compared to Nasuverse is a bit weak in DxD, with Gods ruling there pantheons territory and few others but they are strong with a few monsters like Lorelei, Clocktower Director, Zeltrech and few more.
Marcus Dammin: Well, yes I know and Black Barrel isn't even Enhance's, it belongs to Atlas Institutes. Executors and Agency will remain same, slight exceptions will be there. Reasons for it will be explained due. Hah, Tofu Priest forever.
Nasuverse's broken, hella broken. But, no there are few that can beat Nasuverse's (of course not everyone in Nasuverse, just a few like Shirou, Shiki or anyone like that.)
Besides, Compared to Nasuverse where powers are completely categorized and carefully woven intricate and planned works, DxD whereas is basically something which is firepower plus cringe name equals to the strongest.( like 'Power of Destruction!.Pfft, that's seriously so fucking original)
Ashborn Stellaris: Thanks bro.
DDD Hunter: Not exactly what I wanted but, I got many ideas churning just from the suggestion. Thanks bro.
Darkjaden: Old Atch certainly didn't name Shirou as the official heir despite the fact he ain't even related to Einzbern.
Antonidinarterosales: Completely agreeable, which is a reason I use to make Shirou powerful compared to cannon and the reason I use to fuck up most rules in Nasuverse.