So hey guys.

Not dead, once again.

Sorry for the long wait I've been busy with stuff. Stuff like joining the military which is why I was gone for so long. I've been in Basic for about two months. Now I'm in Tech School so I don't know if I'll be able to upload much with my schedule so apologies on leaving all the time.

To make up for the time loss I'll drop a quick preview of the reboot for this chapter.

And by preview I mean literally all that I have been able to write since I got out of Basic. I currently am only able to write on an IPad, but I plan on getting a laptop soon so bear with me please.

I still plan on dropping all seven chapters at once so this is definitely gonna be a while.

Welp here you go.

Destruction.

Suffering.

Death.

These were the things seen during the Great War amongst the three factions of the supernatural world.

Angels, Fallen Angels, and Devils.

This war has been going on for centuries, shaking the Earth as god-like beings clashed daily. Many have fallen yet still there were many to keep the battle going.

Other beings have sided with these faction too; Humans, Yokai, Demons… all fighting this unending war.

This war that kept on for ages breaking down the very nature of the world as they knew it.

It seemed that nothing could stop this war.

Until… the skys were covered in gray.

Then, all factions had to come together for one common goal.

"AZAZEL MOVE!"

Upon hearing his name Azazel swiftly dodged as a torrent of gray fire barreled past him. The heat was unbearable as those who were unlucky enough to be caught were incinerated instantly.

Azazel, a young man with black hair and blonde highlights, tan skin, and purple eyes, was a Fallen Angel. He wore gold armor with black lining and held a large spear made of light. Along his back were five pairs of large black wings flapping to keep him in the air.

"Whew, thanks for the save Koko!" Azazel smiled as he looked at his companion.

A man with long black hair, red eyes, and pale skin flew beside him. He wore armor similar to Azazel's with it being silver instead of gold. He too had black wings but had four pairs.

This 'Koko' scowled at his fellow Fallen, "Do not call me that moron."

Azazel grinned sheepishly, "Sorry Kokabiel, it's a bad habit."

Kokabiel's scowl never left, "You are so irratating you know that-"WATCH OUT!"

Cutting him off, Azazel pushed both himself and Kokabiel out of the way of another torrent of flames. The two quickly landed on the ground and squatted trying to give themselves cover.

Not taking his eyes from the origin of the flames Azazel smirked as he spoke, "Now we're even."

Kokabiel growled in annoyance, "Now is not the time for that." His expression turned stone cold, "We must survive this before anything."

That was something Azazel could agree with as he stared on at looked to be an absolute massacre.

What was once a battlefield between the three great factions of the supernatural world, had became the supernatural world fighting against a monster.

They heard rumors of a beast like this one. Eyes red as blood, teeth sharp as blades, scales gray like a cloudy sky, flames hot like the sun.

The most prominent thing however was the fact that this monster would become stronger with each fight.

Though most just scoffed at these rumors as they thought of them as just that, rumors. The last time legendary beasts, such as the Heavenly Dragons, clashed within this war they were able to defeat them. They were even able to seal their souls into Sacred Gears.

It was just another beast.

Or so they thought.

When it first came into the battlefield the monster gave them trouble, but the factions were able to hold it back. Another obstacle to clear in this war many thought.

It was until the beast spoke one word that they had seen true power unlike any other.

"EVOLVE!"

Azazel and Kokabiel watched as many beings went and fought this monster only to be killed by the numbers, and each time the beast spoke 'Evolve' those numbers went up even faster than before.

A full blown massacre.

"Tsk!" Kokabiel clicked his toungue, "This getting us nowhere!"

"We're just getting ourselves killed out here." Azazel frowned, "Where the hell are the big guns when you need 'em!?"

Almost on que several black magic circles appeared around the beast crackling with dark magic.

Simultaneously a great light appeared in the sky shining down on the monster.

Azazel grinned as sweat dripped from his brow, "Took em long enough."

Kokabiel grunted as he nodded in agreement.

Both holy, and demonic magic could be felt throughout the battlefield as several beings appeared showing off their immense power as they were ready to put an end this beast.

Despite being surrounded by beings even more powerful then the ones it fought before the grey monster didn't falter, groan or even seemed irritated by these new arrivals.

It only smiled.

Then it spoke.

"Evolve."

That's it.

I'll try to get more done but I got a lot of studying to do, but I'll try to make time.

I wanna make this story better and more enjoyable while keeping it somewhat the same for the people who already like the story.

I promise I'll do good by you all.

Anyway y'all be easy and breezy.

PEACE!!!