Power comes on the need, not the want.

If you need it, then you give more and live even more for the sake of this need. It was something that you knew and understood, it was the nature of your world to aim for power and use it to open more paths forward, without it there wasn't respect for anything related to your actions or options to truly live as one truly desires it. This freedom was the biggest source of strength that you have discovered through your almost nine years of life.

"Have you taken a choice?" The voice of your teacher snapped you from your thinking. "The more you postpone it the harder will be deciding." The crossroad, your choice had so much weight in how this would affect your life.

Beowulf knew about the paths that you were stepping into, a life full of conflicts with a named dragon and member of the top 20 strongest of their breed. Joining a rat race against a being that those that are centuries your elder wouldn't dare to breathe on the same continent as him while you were being tempted to make Ladon your chosen prey and fully mature as a Dragon Slayer, this action was the same as shitting on his favorite chalice, burn his hoard and then turn all centuries of work improving his craft into nothing.

Just a thousand times worse by the act of becoming his enemy and rival.

But you could give the heart of Ladon to Nezuko and allow her to benefit from the strength of Ladon just like she has benefited from the different preys that she has been fed into. This act would turn her into the Strongest member of your peerage, surpassing Jack and you by a massive amount that you doubted that her pieces wouldn't mutate from the influx of power.

For years she would be your champion until you grew enough to stand up, someone that you would truly trust to save you in the worst case scenario and gift her the potential of reaching the top 100 in the future. Ladon would ignore her, she isn't a Dragon Slayer and the Insomniac Dragon wouldn't mark her as an enemy that he needs to kill but just like others that consumed his body.

And more than anything, you trusted your Lightning. You trusted her to protect your whole peerage in your stead, to use anything that Ladon could give to her to protect.

It was different for you, too different compared to Nezuko's situation.

Dragon Slayers and Dragons had bonds of enmity that run far deeper to a conceptual level and once done this it wouldn't be a repeat. Ladon is going to mark you and from it your development is going to be permanently altered.

You took a choice.

You desired to be strong, to be more than equal to Jack or Nezuko, to be the greatest that you could be and lived every day doing your best to catch up, to surpass any other devil, to become a man that could steal Zest's heart and more… so much more than even that because your Greed was a part of your life.

You decided to be the Tyrant that stands above others in his kingdom, one that shows WHY he deserves to rule through one own existence by stepping out of the throne to fight the battles that his kingdom couldn't than a King that rules from his throne and is protected by their champions and most trusted comrades.

When you got the option of trusting your life in the hands of others or being the last line of defense for their sake.

Your choice was saving them yourself, be someone that could truly stand at the side of those that you love, and move forward to be your absolute best. You think about yourself first, a King needs to be dependable before asking his peerage to walk with him.

So you summoned the heart.

It was big, bigger than your whole body and you weren't even sure how it didn't spoil beyond the concept and vitality that hasn't dispersed since you claimed it.

Ladon was an enduring monster.

"So what are you going to do? All the Dragon Slayer have their style to declare war and add their enemy to their tale." Beowulf asked and then you did what your intuition told you. "What the fucking hell Beowulf jr!?"

His reaction was fun, and why did he breaks his normal attitude like that? It was quite simple.

You set the heart into a blaze of your strongest flame, the Harmony concept was helping you so nothing leaves as you began to crush it under your hands condensing this fucking thing into something that you could consume in a single go, mixing and overlapping the vitality and nature of Ladon as you condensed his heart into a meatball of organ, muscle, and blood.

"Thanks for the food." You keep your manners in the middle of this baptize.

And crushed it inside your mouth consuming the essence of what was Ladon being devoured as your flames helped the assimilation. Changes began to occur from it, this was just chewed and swallowed part and your teeth feel like breaking and reformed while your tongue just melted before regrown from the added vitality.

The process wasn't hot and you still feel that so many parts of your body were melting.

You wanted to squirm on the ground as the pain hit you, exhaling a breath of hot air as so much liquid began to get out of your body. It was a scorching feeling similar to destruction and putting the material acquired into a new situation as your body just took everything that it could to fill the empty space.

When your body started reforming as the musculoskeletal structure was when you couldn't stand up anymore, it was a question of will but of body as the nerves didn't work anymore on them.

In the end, you ended up losing it and rolled around the floor as the reformation began, back and forth, flailing all around. Your body was cracking back and forward from the poisonous nature of Ladon, fucking bastard making you look bad in presence of Beowulf who is going to give shit for this. The bones and muscles were twisted and changing their nature into something more appropriate for a Hunter, and the blood felt like it was flowing backward.

No, it was flowing backward, your body was getting a more efficient blood flow to handle the more dense...everything of your insides.

The result of skipping stages, what was a gradual process from many battles was forced into you by adding what you would have gained from adapting fighting against Ladon. Decades of pure effort and accumulation through many battles for N00bs or truly fighting the big leagues like Beowulf and many of our fellows.

…Huh, you are feeling a sensation of unity, it seems that you are a truly Dragon Slayer inside your mind to the point that you are seeing them as your kind too. Was this why the others could fight Ladon without trying to mess with each other? Well at least this was a good thing when there is the next hunt.

You feel like your eyes 'opening' again and 'closing' an instant after… did you go another eyelid? It kinda feel like having a transparent one around your eyes just like a penguin.

And the first thing that you said at that was.

"Well, when I thought that couldn't get uglier." Your murmured, but you knew that it was heard.

You saw Ladon, not the insomniac dragon or some chunny name given but the ugly as fuck and probably result of an abortion done the wrong result of a bush and a lizard.

What once you saw with fear only gave you a desire to truly conquest by yourself, a challenge, a proof of strength, a true enemy that you wanted to surpass by your own power and effort. In a way, your existence was now interlaced with Ladon

"I will kill you." No dramatics, no banter, nothing that could be in the middle of such a message.

He was coming out for your blood, there wasn't any other goal proposed in the mind of the Evil Dragon besides the murderous desire to satisfy the grudge that he had against you.

"Get gud, mutant bush." You 'advised' the piece of over evolved vegetal.

Karma that has been sowed must be reaped.

That was why now both of you are enemies and your fates is a clash against each other or some shit like that, but was going to end with your fist inside his brain.

The second eyelid 'closes' and then you were back to the same place, Beowulf looking over your body and you smelling like shit. Fuck, you ended crapping and pissing yourself too! Damn you Ladon! Your fucking heart was the blame for this!

With a flick of your will, you set your body and clothes on fire.

Mistakes were made and you aren't going to use those clothes ever again, even Maria wouldn't use them. And as the result you didn't feel any discomfort from it… huh, your skin wasn't really affected by the cold, the bugs didn't try to get closer, and Beowulf…

You forgot about Beowulf.

"Saw Ladon?" Ignoring your status it was the first thing asked.

"Yup." You nodded, it was like a Ghost.

"Told you that he is going to kill you?" He may have similar experiences with Grendel.

"Yup." A pussy that only talks when you can't break him is synonymous of Ladon.

"Did you call his shit?" Translation: Evil dragons are bitches so insult them.

"Told him to get gud and called the overgrown lettuce a mutant bush, I think that I got extra points for racial slurs." Or at least you think that you said something racist.

"You are a good kid Beowulf jr." What is with everyone rubbing your hair when you do something good? "You are getting it now?" What is asking?... Oh! Now you get it.

Your aura began to bleed through your body, the world it feels so fragile now… not its different from fragile is just the sun that was made that it makes this look fragile but you are perceptive enough to see that isn't natural.

"I am the World Breaker Hunter." Who discerns the lies and falsehood to Destroys the twisted reality of Ladon's world.

It would be way more epic if you weren't butt naked.

But you always had a change of clothes in your hammerspace inventory so don't worries about this issue when you return back to the manor. You stopped of thinking when you feel something hit the back of your head? It was hard to tell, it wasn't really hurting and more like a poke instead of painful.

"Beowulf what the hell?" You will need to check your changes and explore your body later.

"You were beginning to have a monologue." Beowulf explanation was more than acceptable. "Don't think about doing shit, just do it."

It was that moment that you realize, that Beowulf wasn't going to hold back as much as he did on the pass and you will enter a complete different form of hell training arc as result of your lack of frailness so he is going to kill the smolness of your body even if it killed you, and honestly, you were more than alright with that.

Fuck being a noodle.

It was late at the night, your boner standing tall and Jack hugging you that you began to have a second thoughts about using the Heart of Ladon, as you didn't feel the need or desire to sleep anymore and the smell of your partner made Kane jr awaken and with the newest amount of might your pajamas's textiles were ripped.

The strength of your skin made it that you didn't feel pain when the bottoms were shot even in your genitals and the vitality made it impossible to Kane jr get tired to not stand tall for hours, you didn't feel uncomfortable and with Jack's thighs around as the form of Jacqueline taking revenge for teasing her by calling her only to kiss her.

You couldn't touch her posterior because you wanted to give your Knight a good night of sleeping and Jacqueline opened her eyes and smirked subtly at you to dare you to go for it. So you asked your intuition for the answer to your dilemma.

[Genital damage. Time remaining… 1 years, a month and twelve days]

Damn your size and biology.

You are really in need of a hobby that you could do inside of your mind or being still, lewd things are going to become hell and talking about 'hell' there was a good place where you could get some answers and enjoy yourself.

A world of fire seems like a place that you should visit at least once per year.


Convincing Surt II to take you and your peerage to Muspelheim was a bitch and half, but you ended up doing him a solid by changing the diapers of Grimmy and avoiding her peeing on your face thank to your intuition, the little baby was very good at aiming but she doesn't have the qualifications to troll you like others of the family. Your skill gained the respect of the family as your own Luck and Intuition were the only combination that defeated the red demon that defeated every single one that tried babysitting her, ending with you being her main babysitter.

But in the end, everything was worth it, this place was what you imaged the Heaven to be if it was made by your hands.

Muspelheim, the realm of fire a place where all the source of heat comes and flows towards the different realms connected by the Yggdrasil. The place where the Fire Giants were born, a world that births energy and expressed it in so many manners.

Fear to the fire was the natural reaction, the evolutionary trait that almost all the species shared, because to them it was an uncontrollable element.

You don't know if it was your own nature or the rumors that the original devils came from brimstone, but this place… it just talked to you and tell you so much as you tried to connect with this flame… flames, they were individuals instead of just a single origin was an accumulation of multiple sides coming together in Harmony.

Destructive power from multiple sources.

You touched it and understood, a fire alights itself with you. Your skin couldn't have burned from this weak intensity, your aura protected your magic and soul, your own flame was potent enough to counter their consistently, you weren't sure if you could manage without a combination of these traits.

Jack covered from toe to head in her own mist turned purple by the addition of her own flames as they consumed and eat away everything that Muspelheim throws her, brute-forcing her way around this world but you couldn't help but admire her drive to continue.

Nezuko, was barely there as her body was drenched in sweat. Sparks of vibrant green and cold air flowed throw her claws as she tried to keep the flames away until you decided to pick her up and move with her in your arms. Her natural instinct of becoming smol, helped you with the dury of carrying her around.

The world that keeps burning, a world that energy keeps being created, a world that doesn't really care about the origin of all this power, the world that keeps creating and making without fuel that it's other than their own desire… this was a world of drive and desire.

"You aren't burning, the fires of Mulpelheim have accepted you and your peerage." The voice of Surt II snapped you from your throughs. "…With some having a more difficult time than others." At that moment Nezuko lifts a single finger at Surt II.

…You seriously are thinking that maybe Beowulf shouldn't be close to children.
But it doesn't change that the fire finally stopped of raging at you and your peerage, it didn't move aggressively towards your bodies anymore. The flames continued burning, the lava keeps flowing and the sheer emotion inside them keeps burning but wasn't directed at the three of you anymore.

"But don't get cocky, we will have to retire soon after you get what you wanted to find." Surt II advice was clear, don't take too long or you will die.

The flames of Muspelheim continued with their own life and goals after the flies that came from the outside survived a few claps and stopped of spending energy in a bother and instead was raising the heat slowly.

It was the equivalent of just using a heater or air conditioner to kill insects inside a room.

A single torrent of vapor hits your face and it made you laugh for a second as you understood the message.

"It's less intense but a solid desire for consuming." You smiled, a random place, in a random mountain and a location that didn't truly matter in the deeps of Muspelheim.

This world was one that wanted to win no matter what little piece of it was that fought against a group of invaders.

[5 days. 34 minutes]

That was the time that you would survive inside Muspelheim afterward… well, you probably would need a lot of Phoenix tears.

"Thanks for accompanying me but you can do what you want, I will be here for a few days." You told the rest of the group.

Lay down on the molten rock and spread your limbs was how you were going to spend your time inside Muspelheim, observing from the top the world of fire and the blazes that moved without care mixing in hundreds of different ways with so many different attributes that you laughed as you saw even a glacial type of fire that burned on a cold way from the bone first.

You indulged in this way, your favorite show of just watching and hearing everything that came out of Muspelheim. Until you couldn't do more and began to take a nap thinking on the flames as it should help a little in understanding what he lacked.

He found something much better.

Instead, he saw a very beautiful human with a drive that made his heart beat fast while she was kicking the shit out of a mage, every single move of her body was perfection. All of the older girl was raw be it magical or physical side, all her self was purely raw talent a gem that he wanted to keep watching as it was being polished.

And those boobs and ass did move incredibly well too!


Surt II.

The brother of your King was having an erection while sleeping on one of the most dangerous places of all the planet… this is something that he never expected when he brought the kids to Muspelheim, he was planning to give them a scare and then get them out before they got hurt but instead…

Instead, it looked more like a picnic for Kane Gremory. He learned while sleeping, using all his senses to in a way become closer to Muspelheim's flames as it was his own home. He was at ease with this world, accepting it when is rejected and the Muspelheim's flames converged around him in a manner that they began to ignore the area around Kane just to be at his side.

It was calm, for the first time in his long life he saw the fires that came from the place that he truly thinks as his home beginning to accept someone that wasn't born from their own pits of infernal might. While the King is accepted the Knight eats and devours the fire to grow and expand her own territory. The strange purple flames that moved like the clouds were far more matured and developed than in their property than Kane's and it shows in a much greater reaction.

Constantly growing stronger by feeding on the strength of Muspelheim instead of being consumed she was who took the place of predator in a place that others stronger than her would fall and burst like a piece of charcoal, all while she was attempting to do something feeble illusions from mysterious flames growing more realistic with the time.

Consumption and construction, that was the core that her flames wield.

Two concepts are born from the same source.

Moving his view away, he observed the younger girl that was covered on electric sparks. All her focus was on her King waiting and using her regeneration and flame-like electricity to continue her watch. Enduring, going more physical existence and defensive. A defense that was hardening, becoming stronger and durable by feeding her fire with a drive to protect.

Far purer expression than Jack, but was a recent development and immature in comparison.

You could spare some time in talking and give your advice to the girls while Kane was in his own world, if he can sleep on Muspelheim then Beowulf corrupted him enough to make him impossible hard to awake but at the very least he didn't take a nap after a cocktail of hydra poison, chimera blood, and booze. That means that he could still be saved looking at the brother of your King for the last time to check for his safety made you put a hand over the eyes of your fellow Rook, summon a bottle of bleacher and pour it on your own eyes.

You are going to ignore the exact place of where that orange flamethrower came out.

Today is the day that Surt II learned more than he wished to know about the newest generation of devils and the knowledge will follow him the rest of his days.


Kane Gremory.

The fire in your soul was your Will to Live, and their name was the Dying Will Flame.

How did you know that? …The fire told you.

Muspelheim was talkative, your internal flames and the ones from outside 'talked' while Harmonization was happening, there weren't words and more concepts being exchanged, everything in the reality was alive.

Be the water, the air, the rocks, and even the natural phenomena like storms or fire were things that posses' life. It wasn't like breathing beings and didn't have survival and many other concepts in their mind just their own business.

And Muspelheim itself knows all the important shit about flames.

That or you learned this by dreaming about a hot orangenette and her life in a complete no creepy way and pseudo stalkerish way while almost nutting by sheer sex appeal, no sir. You are a proper devil and above those things, a wet dream is completely normal after being blue balled by your knight.

You had a Phoenix Tear, one that you were tempted to use but you weren't stupid enough to just waste a whole lifetime with just a single moment of weakness… And you aren't going to lie, it was a great nap!

And absolutely educative!

You were the Sky, stands above the Earth but no superior or inferior, just a difference in its expression, two parts of the whole as together they formed a world. The Earth flame was your equal in the hierarchy inside the nature of your power and dominates the other seven aspects that you could grasp.

The violent and raging power of the Cascade.

The growing trickery and dry cruelty of the Desert.

The corrupting nature and imprisonment of the Swamp.

The unbreakable eternity and cold merciless nature of the Glacier.

The enduring desire and kindness of the Mountain.

The ever-growing expression filled with life of the Forest.

And finally, the Earth that makes every single part belong.

It was an important lesson, finding a counterpart would be important if you wanted to be strong. Being alone wasn't a path that you couldn't follow and it shows in your counterpart following a similar type of nature to yours. Part of you doesn't know why they are separated when they should be just a single whole concept.

When the comparisons ended, besides being more physical than the other fitting on the way that the Flames of the Earth were affecting the world more than what Flames of the Sky would ever manage to reach.

Then again, you were more on the mental side than the physical side like that… okay maybe you have a thing for older girls sue you but you like so much a good and healthy body getting close to complete maturation.

[I like big butts an' I can not lie.
You otha brothas can't deny~!]

Your intuition truly was worldly, filled with wisdom beyond your years, and completely impartial.

And now it was the time for the last stage of your training, there wasn't a point about stalling for it anymore, the flames were rising from your core. The waves of fire were raging and moving with a direction in Harmony. Your intuition guided them through unknown patterns to make them burn hotter from different cycles inside your soul gather more and more acceleration for an ignition.

That was the Storm, beginning to be chaotic and activate the properties hidden inside. Muspelheim reacted to it, acknowledging what you called the Dying Will mode that you used to accomplish more by burning yourself up.

But Muspelheim's showed the path to a better option by showing the flames feeding each other until they finally disappeared completely, a transparent existence formed and you would have laughed at the simple answer that you didn't manage to figure out it but then again you didn't really work in advancing your Harmony attribute until now.

[If you want more, just push more this isn't rocket science you faggot] Was the closest translation to the actions of this world.

You feed the flames, adding more emotion, more desire, and the resolution that you had reached, it wasn't enough. It needed more, so you set yourself into putting your whole being into the fire, your greed keeps igniting your flames adding more than you thought possible.

You ended up pushing more and more until your mind was driven out and only barely feeling your mind... and then you added more until you stopped feeling the fuel.

The eye of the storm, the calm reached when the chaos reached the point that it can't be contained and spread into what could be called an absolute calm, born by feeling so much born from understanding so much that couldn't be expressed into words.

It was simple, and you never feel stronger than right now.

A flame calming covering your hands, it was hard to see that it was at the very least twice as strong as your best, there was a pressure that you barely feel from being in this state. There was the need of strength, stamina, and power to keep yourself in this state but you surpassed those requirements by a very far margin thanks to what you acquired from Ladon's heart.

You moved from your position, stretching the limbs and getting used to this mode and maybe get a good name for it. But that was for later, at the moment it was required to seek your peerage and Surt II, even if the fire giant was far more responsible than Beowulf there wasn't doubts that this world was getting more dangerous by the second.

With a flicker of your flames, you were already in the burning sky of Muspelheim, it was important because you fell out of the place that you were sleeping and ended almost into one the molten rivers, you aren't going to lie, being close to magma was kinda comfortable and smelled VERY nice.

A tingle-like feeling inside you, two bonds that you could feel now from your flames directed you to where was your peerage, the sensation was clear way more clear than your very own Intuition and Luck helping you to find others and reaching was fast to where your peerage was.

…They didn't get used to Muspelheim in the same way as you.

Jack already threw the clothes that she was wearing for the sake of her battle outfit… a battle outfit that she was wearing the first time that you meet and now could fully appreciate because of past!Kane was a fool and present!Kane has augmented senses to truly enjoy his sweaty Knight on little to no clothes with a vision 4K HD with extra flame resolution!

But Nezuko wasn't far away in terms of appearance, showing why clothes can help someone look even more attractive at the correct moments. Her own sweat making her clothes glue to her skin like it wasn't there, the short shirt adding even more temptation and flames were filled with determination as your bet payed off beyond what knew possible.

You knew that the sailor uniform was a good inversion, truly your very own insight could scare you as this moment… if you didn't enjoyed so much the results.

Yup, the Hyper Dying Will mode is the good shit, looking perfectly at these scenes without dividing your attention from their training and getting important information about the actual capabilities of your peerage.

Even Kane jr can't rise against you in this state of complete focus.

And so one of the most glorious days of your life continued until Surt II decided that it was enough and decided to retrieve you and get everyone out of Muspelheim, only for you to greet him and come out in a manner that didn't look like you ended spending the longest part of your day looking at your peerage getting sweaty while playing with fire.

You were… huh… training! Yeah, it was endurance training! You had to master your newest super mode and make it be just a natural-like switch for you to go all out.

And talking about training, looking at Jack and Nezuko's training gave you an inspiration to finally put in use all the free time that you had during the night and began to indulge in the practice that was mostly forgotten by most of the members of your species.

Shapeshift was a skill and automatic body function of the devils, everyone could use it and there weren't many limitations beyond one of own skill and practice, the former could increase by having raw power to force it to happen and the latter was probably something that made it a forgotten art as not many devils and about the zero percent of the pillar devils tried their hand on it.

It required time and practice no matter how talented a devil could be in this skill, it was something that couldn't be mastered in just a few hours and could end up requiring years to get results. Something perfect for you as you didn't sleep more than a few hours per week and were having so much free time while Jacqueline was blue balling you so you fucked her.

The other factions of Jack's didn't support her plan but didn't anything to stop her either way, don't care about what is physically or biologically possible because from their position they win, either way, worse she was teaching Nezuko's a bad example but overall better example than the Wendigos were giving to her.

You had to explain to her that trying to make others eat her hand wasn't a way to tell them that you liked them and appreciate what they do for you.

It was a mixed bag that she gets along with the Wendigos that live inside her sacred gear.

Back to shapeshift, it was a thing of luck to make it click and figuring it out what comes after without a guide because of how personal was the body of each devil. Bloodlines pushed that even further as generations heavy pushed into a specific form and shape of how it should be, many things matter because in the end everyone had their own True form.

Something that was largely left away as devils evolved alongside humanoids, part of you was curious how was yours now after doing the ritual of Walpurgis was still focused on purely Luck or changed to accept Dying Will Flame, but in the end, it doesn't really matter because what was the past or what was the future will still be 'you'.

And as you learned you had a cheat code to learn and understand stuff while being stupid lucky to get the breakthrough that many try to get… repeatedly and consistently. It was an unfair advantage that continues to grow far more unfair as you grew stronger, there was just too much synergy between your Luck and Intuition that made you think that adding Dying Will Flame was just adding an extra fuck you to your bloodline, by Satan you really got the Jackpot.

And today your effort would finally pay off. Far more early than you had planned, sure it was at least 200+ hours put into this but reaching this point was expected at the end of the year.

There were many ways in how you could focus yourself to change something that you noticed was a critical flaw in the middle of an all-out moment when your flames were at their zenith.

Your wings, the ones that couldn't take your best, a part of your body that you couldn't train or strength in normal manners, even now the durability was formed through your nature of Dragon Slayer instead of effort, there wasn't a physical means to upgrade them as you now had the time to figure out a way to deal with this discovered weak point.

A weakness, that you could begin to fix now, change wasn't a bad thing when you focus on what could be considered one of the most underutilized weapons of your species. Shapeshift was something that every devil could do, the more a devil grows stronger the more they would look like the best expression of themselves, learn to use it manually was similar learn to use an instrument requiring time and effort to truly reach the point that is made into something.

The answer was clear to you, use effort as it was something that wouldn't ever betray you.

Visualization was important so many nights you focused on the way, the dragon slayer part of you helped you as your instincts turned towards fusing fire and flesh to spite the body of Ladon. The memory of Riser's wings and Beowulf's battle form helped you to form the image

The idea of being capable of manipulating the alignment and shape of your wings to vary the attacks you could use instead of just getting something that could only take your true strength, was getting a lot of appeal in your mind as you suspect that it was because Ladon was a defensive dragon and deeply in your mind and soul refuse to follow that path.

Power, speed, brutality to break through any defense and enemy.

You began to build upon the foundation that was laid by your forefathers, they weren't treated anymore as the marrow that is covered in bone but the base element, time that keeps passing away night after night as you began to build bone and muscle on those black wings of yours.

Pointy bits were getting more elongated which have fused into a trident-like structure, each segment ending in an opening designed to expel your Sky Flames. Part of you compared them to a spike hammer, made for a massive explosive impact as you continued forward in this path of development until you could be satisfied.

They began to twist the freely reposition, the way your wings point towards, either turning them backward or forward, alight your wings so the exhaust-like wingtips could be used to sweep as a massive burning claw.

More and more pieces were added, more pieces shaped into the core of your ideal, the frailness of the original shape was ripped out and replaced by something that fits your form of living.

You didn't even know if it was possible to return your wings into their original shape.

Your folded wings connected directly to the source of your flames, making the fuel in the form of the flames always ready to be called outside connect in a perfect manner with the internal and spiritual pathways that you feel your new wings heating up at a rate and gathering pressure in a form that needed to be unleashed like a bridge breaking by the force of a torrent.

Your wing began to ignite and unfolded themselves awakening Jack from her slumber, for a second you saw her eyes widening as your exhaust conducts finished filtering the flames and giving you time to say what you thought of this situation.

"Oh shit!" You shouted as the explosive flame came out of your back and crashed you through the ceilings and walls of the manor!

You heard shootings all around as you keep hitting basically everything without stopping as the exhaust thrusters in your back just keep expelling more and more flames to the point that your Intuition could barely tell on what direction you were and guide you to keep the valuables and your family safe… the rest of your house not so much.

Why was your body so durable!? If you were weaker it would just need you to be trapped in the middle of a wall while the reserve empties itself. It was far, too far from a pleasant experience, that most of the manor just waited to end from a safe distance!

Hours! It took hours! For you to stop… on the other hand Kane jr wasn't hard anymore, and you discovered that being blue balled hard enough could trigger your flames.

And enough use of flames and intense bodywork could leave tired enough to want to sleep.

"Kane." A voice cold as Ice and your instincts told you that worst thing came.

But you couldn't sleep at the moment, you were at the mercy of the demon lords that you couldn't ever defeat, the secret final bosses above what could be considered fair and the overlords guided by being that make your brother tremble in absolute fear when rose from the slumber to the point that the combined forces of the Maou couldn't defeat this force.

Your mothers with Venelana Gremory at the front glaring you holes, you didn't need your Intuition to know that you clamp jammed her and many other of your moms who shared similar expressions of annoyance.

"What did you do?" [Explain now!]

Thank you Intuition mine, like you weren't already on deep shit and knowing how much just made you tremble even more.

"My hobby finally gave results." You managed to squeak out, this moment of weakness just added humiliation of knowing that Jack and Nezuko were watching.

"Learn how to use shapeshift." You unfolded your new wings resulting in your family beginning to have a wide-eyed look. "This is the result." You flexed the wingtips, going from a singular point towards the trident-like shape testing the muscular membrane connecting them and getting used to moving the exhaust parts.

It was similar to your own fingers than an extremity, like two hands with the wrist being in my back, but the problem came when the flames formed a connection. Like a switch being used the ignition just exploded.

It wasn't the type of Flame that you were used it was far more intense. They are released with an increase in explosive energy in a straight burst of speed and raw power that was comparable to constant micro explosions to a torch.

[Hard Flame]

Your intuition explained, your wings naturally refined your flames into the highest purity possible without your input, looking at the manor that looked like it was hit by a bombardment and let into a boiling pyre that somehow was still standing. The damage was mode on the outsides as you tried to not hit anything important.

You may have destroyed McGregor and Enku's home, but that was a sacrifice that you were willing to accept for the sake of keeping your home stable.

"Where you learned to make them?" 'To kill the bastard' that taught you.

"I have problems sleeping since Ladon." You began to say and noticed the change of expression before it happened. "Nothing bad! Is only that sleep only is required once per week! Just Dragon Slayer stuff to better deal an endurance battle or why I crashed so much without being injured!" You hasty explained you weren't going to use emotional blackmail on your moms over a misunderstanding!

"So I had more than fifty hours free, I got tired of feeling my wings sore and decided to do something about it." You moved them and folded them like your previous pair, they may be a bit bigger and differently shaped but still could get inside your body pretty easily.

"And your first through was shapeshift your wings into…?" The question was left on the air, there were many different ways to describe them to choose a single word.

"What other thing I could do in my room in the middle of the night with Jack and Nezuko?" What did they want from you, watch anime? Sure you could try hentai now but Jack would watch and make your temptations worse.

You really aren't enjoying early puberty when your very attractive peerage that you loved was immature biologically or emotionally for sex. Nezuko still passed out when you kiss her twice in the cheeks, she is too pure to be lewd!

One of your mothers began to open her mouth before thinking twice and close it when the others gave her a look, so you took it as a signal to continue.

"Anyway, I choose to modify my wings because I was getting tired from how they got sore when I go all out while flying." You had to tone it down how it feels but the feeling was the same, they end up hurting a lot after.

"…You figured it out by yourself?" Was the question of one of the science moms, interest was clear in her face as Shapeshift was a rare thing to practice.

"I got inspired." That was your excuse, you aren't going to give Ladon's credit for these wings. "And I know perfectly the details of their development." It was important to know, otherwise, it wouldn't be something that could teach later.

You feel very proud of that, fuck you, other devils, it was only because you didn't try hard enough that all of you didn't make cool shit as you do!

"Now that we know that you are safe and healthy." There was a gentle smile in the face of your biological mother and your body feel itself freeze. "Is time to decide your punishment."
"Sirzechs help!" You called for your brother.

He looked away, traitor! That is why Sera-nee is the best Satan! She wouldn't abandon you when you are in a hard moment of your life.

"Beowulf help!" You called for your teacher.
"I am already being punished Beowulf jr." In the middle of the army of moms, was Beowulf just there and sealed with so many different manners that it was basically a miracle that he could breathe.

You feel dread, there wasn't a way to escape from this.

"Now ladies what do you think that we need to do with such mischief boy?"

It was for the very first time that you discovered the bitch side of Karma.


You are now a butler, the lowest form of life of the devilkind. Beings that survived out of scraps and mercy of others stronger than them and out of duty, you knew this and acknowledged that you have been humbled completely as your very existence was turned into the lowest point of your life. All of this you understood because a simple and very important reason that became clear the more you lived this hell.

Maids are a superior species and butlers can't lewd them.

That is the worst type of hell.

This day you began with a new set of humiliating tasks that no man deserved to suffer, after getting a young succubus separate from your body. It happened every night, in a very simple order she knocks the door and you open it for a night of cuddling, it was part of your new routine after you got bored of her trying to sneak into this room in the servant wing of the mansion.

Maria was cute, soft, and warm so was an acceptable pillow… you still miss sleeping on the same bed as Jack, but apparently, it was her punishment for blue balling you too.

But this didn't come without downsides, even if Maria's drainage didn't affect much and only made you notice that you sleep a day or two earlier than before, her habit of sucking your fingers in her sleep and humping made very awkward showers because the fluids didn't come out easily.

That she tried to make you share all the showers with her… did really made you think that maybe this is what you have been doing with Zest-senpai but in a subtler manner, a succubus lacked of self-control when their interest is clear.

Aggressive and constant seduction attacks… if only, if only she was older but no!

Satan damns it, nothing could be so easy, because your intuition tells you that she would end up crushing Kane jr and/or you trapped inside that hole by a combination of her unnatural strength and your own durability.

…Yeah, you want to avoid that.

Willpower was a thing that you had excess but isn't something that you enjoyed, the worst part is that the answer to your problems was always available but you didn't know until you heard the servants talk about how difficult was clean the library when it was filled with cursed books and the organizing the sealed Eromancy section of the library.

All because your ancestor put it under a block of 'you have to get this skilled on curses and hex to enter here', it was a talent because Treasure Seekers and treasures often come with curses to deal with those hardworking looters that risked their lives for awesome stuff, you were going to learn it eventually but it depended on yourself to truly master the craft to add it to your arsenal.

Your father knew the art, your grandmother knew the art, Sirzechs didn't know because he has Power of Destruction autist and just moved through his life without learning about curses or eromancy, sucks be him missing the good stuff.

That ancestor that put the block knew how to motivate all the devils born in their bloodline.

If only you knew before that there was family magic to abuse the Gremory's Luck, then… you probably would do the Walpurgis again because you loved your flames and are a greedy little shit that can't help but want more, it was your nature and liked it.

"Maria." You called for the Succubus that was already awake.

"Yes, husbando mine?" She didn't stop exploring your body when you called her.

"Can you do me a favor?" It was going to put to test all your capabilities to make this plan of yours truly happen.

"Can I get headpats meanwhile?" Your hand was already moving through her hair. "Nice, what do I need to do?"

"I want you to contact Jack, tell her that the adults lowered their guard." It was hard thing to do, but you waited patiently for this moment. "Is time to train again with Beowulf again."

"Hmmm, that is good but what I get." Where did she learn to coerce someone? "I learned from the best." Ah, you were a good role model then.

Doesn't change that Maria was a smartass and cheeky little succubus that is just asking for it.

"Abs." It was a single word.

"Abs?" She immediately understood.

"Abs and biceps." That is what she can get if she helped.

"…!" She was wordless agreed.

And so you knew that you had an ally, having someone helping you to not be a noodle from the servant side made things easy, with some work the aura of Dragons Slayer that mark you was hidden from a careful work and a clone of Jack imitating all the activities of your peerage using layering illusions over them to keep the watch out.

Long-range illusions combined with good acting skills and knowing how the targets act gave Jack an ungodly skill for infiltration and replacement.

It was abusable and resulted in a very important thing today.

A fist hitting your face and sending you crashing against a rock after ricocheting through many others, it barely affected you a thing that you were glad to have and simultaneously hated as your head was making a weird sound like a mosquito or some shit.

"Good, you can take a semi-decent hit now." Beowulf words made your brain hurt.

"What the hell?" A sucker punch was the first thing that you got when you saw him.

"Don't time to talk fight maggot!" The shout came after and this time you

Parry with one of the wings, while the exhaust of the other ignited under the arm.

"Feel the burn." You declared as the burst of compressed flames to send him away into the rocks.

Only for Beowulf to move through the burning flames, get a grip of your wings, and use it to slam your body into the rocky floor of the battlefield. The Pawn looked you down, and so you hit him in the nuts with a flame boosted kick from the floor when he released his grip of your wings.

It barely moved Beowulf and so you hit it again for the same results when you punched it… except that Beowulf just laughed.

"Yes! That is what I liked about you Beowulf jr, you have the endurance and spite to fight after being owned without crying like a bitch." "But that is only half of a battle, what you lack is a fighting style and need to learn to truly use your body now."

"You have a good base, tools ready to be used, and a personality to be ready for a true fight." "But by learning to use everything your first instinct was to use your wings to attack instead of get fucking away, that was unexpected but also shows how we should build-up from your foundation."

You were sent into a world of pain soon after but fuck it if this wasn't what you wanted, it was a skill that you earned from pure and constant combat that made you grind as you threw yourself at the battle until you couldn't feel your body and then fight even more using your soul to move.

Words and attacks were exchanged as you fought alongside your peerage against the strongest pawn of Underworld.

Your body ached, there wasn't doubt that you were the one who took the biggest beating of all the members of your peerage and keep fighting against Beowulf once you order them to go back to sleep to continue training tomorrow after resting.

You were just up for more, your nature as Dragon Slayer let you continue without food, water, or sleep. Any bruises, lacerations, or injuries that were accumulating are just things that you took as lessons and modify what should be used to keep fighting without lowering your capability to fight with all your strength.

Until the end of the third day, that you could barely move and reserve of flames long since dry up it. But Beowulf still showed restrain, not even a single one of your bones was broken, there wasn't internal damage but your body and soul remember just too much to make mistakes.

"Enough, Beowulf jr take a rest." Beowulf called out the end of the training and you almost feel like all the energy was cut out from your body. "Your body is at its limit, go visit a friend and relax to get your body to loosen up before continuing."

"I still can fight." You couldn't but it was a matter of willpower.

"But no to learn, you are still young and impatient but a Hunter needs to be patient too." When Beowulf became responsible. "Also it stopped of being fun when you could barely move and have some tickets for wrestling so I will be busy." Ah, he has his priorities straight.

Beowulf loved a good comedy.

Maybe you should follow the advice visit Riser? You haven't really seen your secretary since your grounding began full force and had to ask Jack for help to manage everything from distance.

But should get a change of clothes and a bath first, you fought until you pretty much smelled like dirt and blood, it was getting irritating your nose and you could ignore it while fighting but now? It was giving you and headache.


A few hours later you could walk normally, no fight or other intense activities but walking around and talk was something that you can do without troubles. Getting into the Phenex Manor was just using the bare minimum juice that you had in your body had managed to get from the little time that you had out of training.

Still dressed as a butler because that was the only clothes that you could use at the moment.

"I am sorry that you had to find me like this master." Riser barely managed to put back his pants when you called for him, his clothes were filled with different fluids. "If you give me a moment I can explain perfectly why I was wrestling naked with my peerage." It was hilarious that Riser was thinking that he could trick you like this.

Peepeep and the newest piece of Riser's Yubelluna were trying to cover themselves in different ways using mattresses and pillows, while the Amazon who you didn't know the name was just confused why they were covering themselves in front of me and looked a little wronged when you didn't pay them any attention.

"Riser I know about sex; we are devils our grow of body and mind is a stupid variable." That is why Grimmy understood the evil pleasure of pranks from birth and you are in the middle of puberty. "Otherwise I wouldn't give you the chance of bed an amazon in the negotiation."

"Wait for a second tactician, you planned this?" Duh, you were Gremory.

"Your Queen is a tough negotiator but she misunderstood that Riser was interested on you first and that I would manipulate the battlefield to give you two chances to interact." Your explanation was simple, it was doing Riser a solid. "You are welcomed by the way." You drank a little cup of coffee, the burning feeling in the through was basically a caress now and quite enjoyable with the aftertaste.

"So Master why…?" Riser wanted to ask many things but didn't really have the words for it.

"Beowulf told me to take a break from training, and I decided to visit you to check on you after being grounded twice from because Ladon's stuff and that I convinced Surt II to visit Muspelheim." At the mention of the place, many things got dropped giving you a good look of Riser's hoard, interesting quality but yours was better.

At least the very least you could give him respect for aiming to surrounding himself with excellent comrades.

"The clothes are because my training resulted on part of the manor being damaged so I am now temporally reduced to a butler." You took a good bite at your third piece of pastries, it was good that Riser offered food when you haven't eaten anything on the past days.

"Impressive appetite." Ignoring how pretty much is very illegal to have a human on Underworld, the amazon looked like she was used to visit your secretary. "My toy-contracted devil has told me that you had input in him a training ethic."

"Indeed, what is the point of not living every day as is your last." Every day matters, every second that you have lived left a mark inside you, and from that you had grown stronger than your peers.

"It's a pity that you are a little kid." Oh, she was underestimating you.

The world turned fragile a moment later, her smug smile dissipated.

"I am the Boss for a good reason, don't ever forget that my nature isn't going to change." You didn't do more than stop hiding your presence as the enemy of Ladon. "Don't look my Famiglia down because of my age, I made clear a long time ago that I am the strongest of my generation." It was simple and without any threat, with polite words, and the same posture.

Still carries the weight of a monster far stronger than her and everyone present in the room, be body, mind or soul. Your existence was something that weights far more than hers, and the weak acknowledges.

"Now back to business like I said, I am just taking a break and after I will be fighting against Beowulf maybe I can talk with him to invite you all to join us." You dropped your aura after those words. "It always nice pumping some blood from a good fight." You smiled to her, your orange eyes flickered into the next stage for a second.

"…By Ares, there are two of them." The amazon murmured.

Riser on the other hand looked rather impressed was going to open his mouth.

"After Ladon." You answered before he said the question and just nodded to you in respect.

"He does that a lot?" Yubelluna, the Bishop of Riser asked her Queen.

"You don't have an idea how annoyed it can be how perceptive he is." Peepeep said with a look of complete defeat. "The worst thing, he deserves respect." Grudging respect from the Valkyrie who you bully.

"Obey Peepeep, she knows the best for you." Taking a sip of your third coffee cup you finally began a new presence getting closer.

Ignoring Peepeep shouts you turned around and saw who was.

A little blonde, a familiar… shiiiiiiit, you forgot visiting… [Ravel] Ravel! But in your defense your life was extremely busy since your birthday and never needed to use the Phoenix's Tear, closest thing that put you in need of using it was fixed with naked hugs and the laxative apple.

"Good to see you, Lady Phenex. You have grown a lot since the last time that we meet." It was the polite way to say 'Hello, I forgot that you existed until now'. It was a good idea that you decided to visit, because girls ignored get very dangerous as nothing compares to the fury of a scorned woman.

And she looked rather angry… at her brother.

"Riser! Why didn't you tell me that Kane-sama was coming!?" Ravel shouted at your secretary and for that, you chuckled a little.

You enjoyed a lot the shenanigans with the Phenex, it was a nice moment to retconned with Ravel, and thankfully she wasn't really too bothered by your lack of visits because Riser keeps her informed from your incredibly busy schedule and her obvious crush was something that you didn't really plan, your achievements gathered her interest and if she was as stubborn as her older brother…

You looked at Riser a second, your eyes connected and bonds made from almost an entire year of friendship allowed the bro-communication, the greatest symbol of friendship between men that acknowledge a brotherhood in the form of almost telepathic communication.

'I am probably will end fucking your sister.' You told him, Ravel was adorable and if Lady Phenex showed something is that the future was filled with infinite possibilities.

'I know that you will.' Riser told you with a shrug. 'I will not bitch about it.' He accepted your actions of breaking the bro-code.

'Good, I just wanted to confirm.' Without a doubt, it would be awkward but Riser thankfully wasn't like those faggots LN mc that keep bitching by being siscons without fucking the sisters.

Seriously what the fuck is with them? Do they want to ruin the sex life of their sisters and act like cucks when they fail? Japan was weird as fuck, so damn weird that you couldn't figure why many don't act like men and just take shit like pussies in many series.

Riser ended joined you at the training with Beowulf, apparently he needs to get stronger for… reasons if he wanted to piece that amazon of his, an excellent reason to try to get gains and gain some muscle.


After finally getting out of your punishment because of good comportment and stopping training but that was false you just got better at sneaking out for it with your peerage and turned way worse than you were before you were temporarily banished to the servant wing of the manor, so in other words what they were trying to teach ended on the wrong direction.

If they thought that you were obsessed with becoming stronger before, then they haven't really seen how utterly lunatic you could be now.

And today, you had finally the chance to meet So-chan again!

The worst thing about your punishment was the lack of So-chan in your life, because a difference of the Phenex you didn't have the Sitri Household servants into your pocket to make sure that they didn't sell you out to your parents. Calling her with a phone and using letters was your only alternative while being slowly starved out from panty shots and cute outfits, but you managed to keep her bullied using Jack as your medium to keep her natural environment safe.

But what you didn't expect was the new addition to the side of the magical girls.

"Her majesty has seen with the power sealed of mine sealed eye! This being that you call 'Kane' is not a friend of ours but a mass of chaos and corruptive throughs! He is planning to swallow us whole without leaving anything for his appetite can't be satiated!" Fischl the Queen of So-chan shouted at you pointing her finger.

…Is this what it feels being correctly analyzed and read like an open book?

"Go back beast, your wings of corruption shall not make these white clouds of-!" Her speech was interrupted for some reason, why was that? It getting interesting. "W-W-What are you doing?" She is stuttering so cute and her hair was soft and had a sparky feeling in your hand.

Huh, you were head patting her already? When did you moved, and is she in your lap now? Snuggling into her body you couldn't help but think that you moved instinctively to spoil her without even thinking about it.

"Fufufu, even you can't resist the sheer adorability of Fischl-chan." Be smug So-chan, will need to enjoy it while it last. "Surrender to the side of justice Kakun, with my Queen at my side we are unbeatable."

"Of course! In the presence of this Prinzessin presence even the forces of-AHAHAHAHAAHAH!" This time the interruption was a conscious choice from you, tickling her out.

"Oh no! He has adapted and evolved!" So-chan screamed, she underestimated the deeps of your power! "I will save you Fischl-chan! You will not-Hmmm!" You interrupted her with a kiss and let her melt in your other arm as you keep teaching her Queen the meaning of peeking order.

[Cough, cought.] A voice interrupted your kissing session, but you decided to let it pass as So-chan looked out of air already… better check the limits of your lungs later to avoid issues by timing something wrong.

Then again looking at a talking Avatar type sacred gear wasn't something that someone finds every day, sadly you weren't very knowledgeable about birds to know what species the floating electric bird of darkness that was… well looked sheepish and slightly embarrassed.

[Excuse me, mein Fräulein needs to be handled with more care, she is rather sensible over some matters could you handle her with more care?] The Bird asked cautiously, was that a problem? You couldn't imagine anyone wanting to hurt such precious treasure of So-chan, but you had to agree with the bird Fischl must be protected and give her all the hugs.

"Oz! This level of betrayal isn't something that I expected from my most trusted ally, how dare you stab the back of the Prinzessin der Sitri?" Her voice was cracking and looked like she was a second from tearing up before you gave her a little of hot cocoa.

The view of a cute blonde of your age getting comfortable and without noticing sinking in your body was something that melted your heart and cleanse your soul, there was a weight in your shoulder as the bird joined you in enjoying this view.

You looked at the bird… Oz for a second with a new perspective and found a kindred spirit, someone who shared your ideals and acknowledged that cuteness was a power that couldn't be underestimated as even your self-control was defeated and your aura free once again, it made the girl feel cold and used your coat wrap herself up.

"Kakuuun." Your So-chan was tearing up, her expression hit you hard as it was potent and sadness emanated from her whole self, as she was ignored by you.

But you saw through it, what was hidden with three different layers of illusions wasn't capable of beating you the second that your eyes flickered into a deeper state. But you weren't disappointed by this trick and only feel proud that So-chan ended up buying one of your products inside the market.

You gave her a smirk and she just pouted, joining you in taking turns on spoiling Fischl until she was back to her energetic self, to be double teamed by the forces of good and evil for the sake of getting the most adorable reactions of this precious girl that had a resistance of wet paper towards genuine positive reinforcement and honest words of appreciation from others. Naturally, your intuition helped to notice that it was becoming obvious that So-chan enjoyed a lot the presence of her Queen in a similar light as you see Jack, you need to threat this with care and caution you weren't going to force anything but aren't going to ruin it either because it was a very VERY good image to have inside your mind.

Damn now you had important questions inside your mind that will take many days to acquire the answer to questions like:

If you marry So-chan would Fischl be yours too? Or should you seduce the peerage of So-chan anyway? Tempting, a very tempting through that made ask yourself the pros and cons of who you should marry in the future to give the place of Lady Gremory.

But you didn't worry about So-chan, she was yours first and could share if you made third wheels yours too.


Trait Advanced:

H*p*r Dying Will Mode Hyper Dying Will Mode: Your strongest form, the peak, and zenith of your flames burned so much and so hot that it ended getting cold and reaching the calm inside the greatest storm, the perfect balance of the Harmony, Flame Resolution and Hyper Intuition. With this, you have become more and with your strong body is possible to trigger and maintain it without issues.
Effect: Add once again the mods of Harmony, Flame, and Hyper Intuition.

The Royalty of the Sky Duke of the Sky King of the Sky The Tyrant of the Sky: You aren't part of the noblesse anymore, you are a conqueror, someone that transcended the court and reached the throne out of pure desire and claim it, from today onwards you are the enemy of the Evil Dragon Ladon and your fate is to always break any of his creations to pieces and turn every single defense crafted into splinters. You are the World Breaker Hunter, a true Dragon Slayer and nobody can take that from you. Massive Increase actions against dragons and obtained traits to help your hunt.

Multi-Weapon Fundaments Eternal Mastery of Arms (Novice): The final goal of all the Skill type warrior is the peak of mastery, something born of hundreds of hours of effort until every single part of their self reaches the point that their fighting skills can't be degraded without matter the state of their body and mind, through having some of the biggest balls, more guts than common sense and a body that reached the point that can take the punishment of an ultimate class for days finally has initiated the merging of mind, body, and technique. Only time will tell if Vasco Steroidicus Strada will eat his heart out when you reach full maturity. Physical Mods are harder to lower.

Harmonization lv 1 Harmonization Lv 2: Beyond the basis comes the external connection from the body and rest of the world, parts of you and parts of them. Understanding, cooperation and interacting with each other, these variations that exist bring a new perspective as now you know how everything is ticking. But the how will need to be understood before you could do something beyond interactions.

Shapeshift Tyrant Wings: Wings made and crafted for combat and flying, instead of the vanilla bat wings that the pussies have this pair has many different properties that made them something that Beowulf respects like the power of doing a wing bitchslap, and sadly you have wingboners now. That can be ignored because your flying capabilities have evolved beyond what you have dreamed and really makes you look like a meteor, and have inborn weapons with wings that can act like guns, burners, hammers, etc.

Your Birthday just come, time to milk those idiots for everything that they can give you and see if you can get something that you have waited for a while choose 3.