A/N: Hey there. There are a multitude of timeskips and a POV change in this chapter, but I won't say who or when. Just excited to write this chapter. Let's begin.
*BEEP* *BEEP* *BEEP*
I groggily opened my eyes, snapping them shut just as quick because the light was a hell of a lot brighter than usual. My hearing had went from 8 to 100 and that hospital smell was burning my nose. My senses were set to overdrive for the next few seconds before they slowly went back to normal.
"Well, well, well. Look who woke up from his three week long nap. You really gave us a scare there, gaki." I heard Okita say from the side and activated my sensing abilities. He was sitting in a chair next to my bed on the right, Sirzechs sitting in a chair at the foot of my bed with Grayfia to his right, and Lord and Lady Gremory sitting in chairs on my left.
"W-what happened?"I wheezed out before coughing. Okita was quick to pour me a glass of what looked like water before lifting my head up slightly to help. As he tilted the glass, I greedily gulped down the liquid only to taste its bitter flavour. Nope, that was not water.
"It's Phenex tears mixed with the best medicinal herbs of the Underworld. A concoction made by House Sitri." Venelana said when they saw me grimace at the taste.
"S-so…how long do I have, doc?" I joked, but there was no laughter as everyone just sighed.
"About 1 000 years, give or take a few decades." Lady Gremory said bluntly.
"W-what?" I stuttered out before Sirzechs spoke up.
"The ritual you did cut off 90% of your lifespan as payment for your newfound power. You were going to live until you were 13 000 years old, but now you will only be able to live until your 1300th birthday and that's if you're lucky."
"B-but the ritual didn't…"
"Don't you know that rituals are what made Devils who we are? An eye for an eye, a pact of equal exchange? I assume you did the Devil Empowerment and Bloodline Purification Ritual?" I nodded and Lord Gremory sighed.
"The Devil Empowerment Ritual allows one to gain the same potential as that of a Pure Blood Descendant of the Satans. The Bloodline Purification Ritual allows one to enhance the power already in your own body without having to do that training. If you had done one and then the other, it would have been weaker, but only a decade or two of your lifespan would have been lost. Doing them both at the same time however caused devastating effects to your body and your magic. It would be a miracle if you could use your magic to attack as damaged as it is now."
"I-I just wanted to get stronger. I…I didn't think…" I stopped talking as I heard a very soft snicker to my side. Taking a deep breath, I focused all my sensing abilities entirely on Okita. I could feel his muscles tensing, no wind was coming from his nose as if he was holding his breath and his nerves send messages that one associates with amusement or joy, but why would he be happy…wait a fucking second! Are they really…? Turning my senses to Lady Gremory and Grayfia, who has the greatest controls over their emotions, I could feel the same things, though they were drastically dimmed. These fuckers…are really trying to prank me…by telling me I don't have long to live?!
Fine! If they want to play that way…COUNT ME IN!
"I-I just…" I raised my magic gradually and instantly I could sense the change in the room.
"Uh, Isaiah, you might want to-!" Sensing that we were the only people in the building, I cut Sirzechs off by releasing my magic and raising it to the max. Holy shit, that's a lot of magic!
"Isaiah!" I heard Lord Gremory yell, but I didn't care.
So what if I'm throwing a tantrum?
So what if they want to teach me a lesson by playing a prank on me that I'm dying a lot younger than I'm supposed to?
So what if I was being a hypocritical idiot right now who didn't want to admit he was wrong?!
They wanted to play with me, so I'll play with them.
I'll play real nice!
"I just wanted to make you guys proud!" I yelled as I started the waterworks. Thank Satan I learned to cry on command. I could feel my magic roaring in response to my 'anguish' as it devoured everything around me. The five of them had managed to get away, but the same could not be said for the building as it was demolished.
The pieces of rubble that fell on me were instantly destroyed by the dense lightning bolts around me. Devastating winds tore through the fabrics and paper of the little hospital and shredded them into pieces. My magic felt different. Instead of the normal storm that I was used to with its slight sparks and calm breezes, I was greeted with a rampaging hurricane that wanted to devour and destroy everything it came across. It took all my concentration to keep it from doing whatever it wants.
Floating in the crater of the hospital, I tore off the blindfold and stared at where they were standing, 'tears' rolling down my eyes before I roared to the sky and I felt something break. Trees, rocks, leaves, dirt. It doesn't matter what it was; blades of various shapes and sizes sprouted out of every surface and their shadows, each with an aura surrounding them.
Half of the blades were a variety of colours, each radiating a crimson aura that felt the same as the energy one could find in the Underworld's air. The other were pitch black as they sprouted from the shadows, each looking as if they were absorbing the light around them, though I could feel the power radiating off them.
Everyone stared in shock at the blades around me before dozens of black wolves leaped out of the shadows, each one grasping a blade and gathering around me. Tendrils of the crimson aura around me leaked towards them and covered them in red markings as their eyes went from silver to crimson.
"..." I had no words as I forgot about my temper tantrum, landing softly in the middle of the pack. My shadow stretched out in front of me to ten times its original size before a massive black wolf with crimson markings crawled out of it, its crimson eyes gleaming as it stretched and took deep whiffs of the air.
*AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO*
The howl it let loose sounded more like thousands of blades scraping together, the pack of wolves howling with it. As the harsh symphony ended, it looked down at me and took a sniff before grinning.
"It's wonderful to see that my bloodline has not degraded to weak buffoons." The wolf growled out before it and the pack of wolves turned to the left, staring at Sirzechs, Zeoticus and Okita who was walking closer. Grayfia and Venelana were walking behind them, though they were wary of the additional wolves who had crawled out of the shadows behind them. Just how many wolves are there in the shadows?
"You are the Crimson Satan of Eradication Sirzechs Lucifer, if I'm correct?" The wolf asked and Sirzechs smiled and nodded.
"And you are Lycaon, former King of Arcadia and the wolf deity sealed within the Longinus Gear Canis Lykaon. May I ask who the wolves around you are?" He asked and Lycaon just shrugged.
"They are aspects of myself that I use to prank my wielder when I meet them the first time." Lycaon said with a shit-eating grin and I giggled as everyone sighed.
"Also, pup. Why don't you stop this charade?" Lycaon said out of the blue and I sighed with a smile before turning to the five adults, who looked confused.
"So, which one of you is going to apologize first?" I asked and they all gave each other quick glances before Venelana spoke
"I think I speak for everyone when I ask as to what you are referring to."
"I'm talking about the fact that you tried to prank me by telling me that I only have less than 1000 years left to live."
"Like I said before, it is unclear what you are talking about." Venelana said with a straight face and I sighed.
"Lady Gremory, let's just cut the bullshit." I could feel Venelana and Grayfia tense slightly as Sirzechs and Zeoticus let out discreet sighs, though not discreet enough.
"While Lord Sirzechs was explaining everything to me when I woke up, I heard the old man snickering softly to himself. Now why would he do that when he just found out his only student won't live long?" I said as I pointed to Okita, who just stared blankly, no emotions displayed on his face.
"So, I focused every sensing ability on him and I could feel a sense of joy and amusement emanating from him. Since that didn't make sense, I used my abilities on both you and Lady Grayfia and I could feel the same emotions from you, though they were highly diminished and hidden away. So, I'll ask once more. Which one of you is going to apologize first?"
"...Isaiah, I think I speak for all of us when I say we apologize for deceiving you and causing you unnecessary worry and anguish."Sirzechs was the one to speak and I just rolled my eyes
"What would you have done if I was not the person I was?" I asked, drawing looks of confusion from them.
"I… do not understand." Sirzechs said and I shrugged as the wolves disappeared, leaving only Lycaon sitting on his haunches next to me.
"You should be glad I'm as matured as I am. If I was a normal 11 year old kid, I would feel as if I had no reason to live. I admit I am at fault for doing the rituals without properly investigating them or researching the side-effects and possible side-effects of the rituals."
"Well, it's wonderful that you realize that we all are at fault-!"
"I was not done speaking, Lady Grayfia." I interrupted her and she looked baffled, just like everyone else.
"Why would I grow to be strong when I would die before everyone else? Why would I need to live when I cannot get any stronger because my magic was destroyed? There would be no reason to be in this world if I will never reach my full potential? You can argue that Rias and the others would have been there to help and support me, but you can also argue that I would have been a worthless piece that would have been no use to her. She would not abandon me as that would be going against the very being that she is, but she would also not include me in any dangerous endeavours and would treat me like glass. This would drive me to insanity as I would feel inferior towards anyone I meet. Thus, I would been driven to commit suicide." Lycaon nodded along with every word I said as they all stared.
"Do you have any idea how much Rias adores every single member of her peerage? Do you know what kind of turmoil and agony she would go through if I went through with my potential suicidal tendencies? Can you even imagine the hatred and rage she would feel towards her family when she realize that they were the reason one of her peerage servants committed suicide?"
"Words cannot describe how ashamed we are of ourselves." Sirzechs said with a soft sigh and I nodded.
"You should be. I'm even more disappointed in you two, Lady Gremory and Lady Grayfia. You two, who are the more reasonable of the group, should have known this would happen. For shame."
"It truly is shameful of us. Is there any way we can make it up to you?"
"$300 000 from each of you and access to the restricted areas of the Gremory Library, including the areas that are only accessible to those with Gremory Blood."I answered instantly with a wide grin. Hey, I'm a Devil! You lend me a hand, I'll take the entire body!
"Out of the question." Lord Gremory said and I shrugged before walking to the castle, Lycaon following after me.
"...Where are you heading?" Sirzechs asked and I grinned over my shoulder at them.
"To go ask Rias for the access rights." Lord Gremory raised an eyebrow as he stared at me.
"And why, exactly, would she give you access?"
"If she asks why, I'll just tell her what happened today, sic her on you and then she'll force you to to give me the access rights." I could see Zeoticus, Okita, Grayfia and Sirzechs wince slightly as Venelana had a small smirk.
"I have a counteroffer, Isaiah. What if-!"
"Forgive my crude language Lady Gremory, but with all due respect , I don't give a flying fuck about your counter-offer. There is no 'My Way or The High Way'. My offer is the only offer that exists. Take it or leave. You know what? It's now $350 000 from each of you now and every time you try to give a counteroffer, it will increase by $50 000."
"Have a heart, Isaiah dear." Venelana tried to speak, but I just raised an eyebrow, both Lycaon and I grinning.
"$400 000."
"What if-!"
"$450 000."
"Please, think about-!"
"$500 000. Wow, Lady Gremory! I must say the Gremory Family truly is well off if you can give me $2 million just like that." I exclaimed and she sighed.
"You drive a hard bargain, sweetie." Venelana said and I grinned.
"I learned from the best." She giggled before nodding as she held her right hand out, a Gremory crest on the back of it.
"Well then. Access to every single nook and cranny of the Gremory Library and $500 000 from myself, Zeoticus, Sirzechs and Grayfia." I nodded as I shook her hand, a red chain tying our hands together.
"Do you and I have a Devil's Pact that you will never tell Rias of what has transpired today? In return, you have our word that you will get access to every nook and cranny of the Library and $2 million paid into your bank account."
"I agree to the Devil's Pact on my name as Isaiah Lyonel Azathoth."
"Then I, Venelana Gremory neè Bael, hereby bind our souls in twine until this pact is completed." The chain around us tightened before disappearing entirely, though I could still feel the chain around my hand. Okay, this is good. Unless they give me what I want, Lady Gremory's life is now bound to mine, so whatever pain/ hypnotism the one experience, the other will also feel. Good, very good.
"Well, that was fun. Come on, Lycaon. We have three weeks of training to catch up to." I said to Lycaon and he nodded as he stood up and trotted alongside me.
"We first need to get your two pups as well. They are an embarrassment to the Hellhound race with how weak they are." I nodded as we blitzed towards the castle, leaving the five adults standing in the crater where the hospital was.
The next day:
"So while Lycaon is busy with the two goofballs, I'm going to measure your new stats in order to see how much they've improved." I nodded whilst Lycaon sparred with Joker and Bardou in a 2-vs-1. A Gremory crest appeared next to Okita before the familiar Demonic Entity Statistics Analyser appeared next to him, the Demonic Energy Reader, the Demonic Speed Calculator and the Demonic Strength Analyser in each of their holders.
"Okay, first up is strength. You know the drill." Okita said as he took out the Demonic Strength Analyser and tossed it at me. Holding it in my right hand, I gripped it as hard as I could for three whole seconds before releasing it. The burn marks left behind were even worse than the last time, but I think that might just be because of my strength being higher than last time.
"Okay, now speed. Run as fast as you can and do as many laps as you can." I nodded as I walked towards the edge of the lake, Okita aiming the Speed calculator at me.
"On your marks...get set...go!" You know how you go from being the average jogger to about fifty times faster than the fastest man in the world? No? It must just be me then.
I was sprinting at my top speed and it felt as if I would overshoot the tree considering I ran the entire lake-bank to the first tree I reached, which was about 230 metres, and back in just three seconds. It felt like just a few seconds had passed before I finished the 10th run and came to a stop in front of Okita, not even winded. He had an impressed look on his face as he looked down at the Speed Calculator before he went to put the machine back into the Demonic Entity Statistics Analyser.
"213,4 km/h(132,6 mph)… I hate you, gaki." He muttered and I laughed as he took out the Demonic Energy Reader.
"At this point, you don't make any sense." He said as he aimed the machine at me.
"Okay, gaki. Let loose." I grinned and released the lock on my magic. Okita's eyes widened slightly and he quickly packed up all the training/ measuring gear. He, along with Lycaon and my two hounds, turned swiftly and sprinted away from me as fast as they could, my magic roaring as it was set free. I don't think I've ever seen lightning that could disintegrated everything in a 50 metre radius around me in less than a second, the wind cutting the ash even further. Even the lake was not spared as most of the bed and water near me were burned/ disntegrated.
"Okay, gaki! Shut it down!" I heard Okita shout over the roar of my magic. Grasping my magic, I forced it back into its cage, soothing its raging temper and promising destruction next time I let it out once again. They all slowly walked back, Joker and Bardou looking around in awe as Okita put all of the training gear back with a sigh and Lycaon chuckled.
"Gaki… I swear to Satan you are a monster." he put the Reader into the machine and the runes on it lit up. The screen turned on before the results appeared on the screen.
"Strength: Peak High-Class. Speed: Peak Ultimate-Class. Demonic Energy: Low Ultimate Class. Overall Rating: Mid Ultimate-Class… You just keep giving me more work, gaki. Lycaon, he's all yours for the day. I need to go create a new training regimen for him." Lycaon nodded and Okita dashed away.
"Oh, thank the Great Wolf." Joker wheezed out as he fell to the floor, grunting tiredly as Bardou collapsed on top of him. Ever since I unlocked Canis Lykaon, I got the ability to use 'Canidae Speech', which allowed me to understand and speak to all members of the Canidae Family, which include mythical creatures.
"So…what now?" I asked Lycaon, who shook his head as he sat down next to me.
"Now, I need to tell you everything you need to know about Canis Lykaon and Sword Birth." I plopped down next to him, all of my attention focused on him.
"First, let's start with Sword Birth. It is a High-Tier Sacred Gear that allows a being to create Demonic Blades with an assortment of effects, such as regeneration cancellation, elemental magic cancellation, holy magic cancellation, poison creation, elemental creation and manipulation, etc., etc.
These blades are at the minimum on the same level as that of the Light Blades of the Church and with enough training, the blades created by Sword Birth can take on one of the seven Fragments of the Excalibur. However, this is just Fragments such as Nightmare or Mimic. Excalibur Ruler and Excalibur Destruction would destroy the demonic blades before you can blink."
"Now, let's continue with Canis Lykaon. A prison to me, but also the Sacred Gear that will be one of the main aspects in helping you reach your goal of becoming the strongest. This Sacred Gear at its base level or stage one allows you to create blades out of the abyss that can kill Ultimate-Class beings with ease and the more you train them, the more powerful your creations become.
When you've reached the second stage of this Longinus or the Balance Breaker, you will gain access to my wolf pack aspects and the ability to slice through any being or concept by altering your blades's aura wavelength. Now, when you finally reached the final stage or Breakdown the Beast stage, you will unlock its full power, giving you access to the destructive flames of Ame-no-Ohabari, the sword used as a basis for Canis Lykaon. These flames are black in colour and at this point, the flames will be able to burn through anything and I mean ANYTHING. This is also the stage where your blades are able to cut through God-Class beings with ease.
"Okay, so I guess I'm at stage 1, then." He nodded before his grin disappeared.
"Also, a word of warning. Don't do any kind of ritual for the next four years."I stopped my sit ups as I looked up at him.
"What do you mean 'Don't do any kind of ritual'?"
"You were supposed to awaken both of your Sacred Gears when you turn 12. However, since you used the rituals to forcefully give yourself more power, your Sacred Gears were forcefully awakened from their slumber. However, this did not bode well for your body. Your body is still not mature enough to handle all of that power and the moment you released all of that power inside of your body, you caused massive damage to your body and your magic. The only reason you don't feel the consequences right now is because I managed to block it in time and I'm slowly healing it. It will take me four months to heal all of this damage, so in this time, allow your body to grow naturally. Also, the adults were not lying to you. You did lose a bit of lifespan, but a minuscule amount."
"How much?"
"About 4300 years, give or take a few decades."
"And how much do I have left?"
"11 029 years." Huh, that's…not as bad as I expected. I nodded and he nodded before disappearing into my shadow. I sat down on the ground as I dipped my right hand into my shadow before pulling out a pitch black war scythe. It had no features that could make it stand out, but I could feel the power from it.
Lifting my left hand, I grinned as I opened my hand and a crimson blade with a black hilt appeared in my hand. Swinging it, small drops of red syrup like liquid dripped out of it and when it touched the ground, I could smell the grass corroding as the liquid ate at the ground.
"Interesting." I grinned as I dismissed the red blade before pressing my hand on the ground. Blades of varying colours popped out of the ground around me, reaching waist level when I stood up as I leaned against my new war scythe.
"Very interesting." This requires much more research.
Whilst Lykaon and Isaiah are speaking:
Okita's POV:
Knock Knock
"Come in." I heard Lord Gremory say and opened his office door. Lord Gremory was sitting behind his desk, writing at paperwork as Lady Gremory worked besides him. Lord Sirzechs was sitting in front of the desk and turned around when he saw me walking in, Lady Grayfia sitting next to him.
"Lord Gremory, Lady Gremory, Lord Lucifer, Lady Lucifer." I greeted with a bow and Lord Gremory and Lord Lucifer smiled as Lady Gremory and Lady Grayfia nodded in acknowledgement.
"Ah, Okita. I assume you're here to give your daily reports." I nodded as I handed a page to Lord Gremory. He nodded in thanks as he read through the Demonic Entity Stats Form of the gaki. I could see the frown on his face getting bigger and the look of shock in his eyes before he looked up at me.
"How many times did you redo the process?"
"20 retries, my Lord. The results stayed the same." He stared at me before he sighed as he rubbed his temples.
"What's the matter, love?" Lady Gremory asked and Lord Gremory just handed her the page.
"… Oh my." Was all she said when she read through the page, a slight look of shock on her face. I know I would also be shocked if I was handed that page.
"… Impressive." Was all Lord Lucifer said as he and Lady Grayfia looked at the page before turning to me.
"How accurate would you say the results are, Souji-kun?"
"100%, without a doubt." He nodded before Lord Gremory spoke.
"The boy is getting too powerful too fast. Already the upper echelon has take note of the newest member of House Gremory being a High-Class level devils at 11 years old despite having no formal training. It's not long before assassins are sent to make sure he does not reach his full potential. The last thing the Pure Bloods want is for another Rudiger Rosenkreutz to appear and take away a little bit of their power and influence whilst also giving more reincarnated Devils hope that they can also reach that level of power." Lord Gremory spoke as he stood up and turned to stare out the window behind his desk, looking down at where Isaiah was creating and destroying a multitude of blades, most of them falchions and war scythes.
"I had thought that he would become Mid High-Class by this time and the boy just decides to destroy my expectations. He needs to get even more powerful now that he's already reached this point." Lady Gremory said and Lord Gremory hummed before turning to face me.
"Continue to monitor him, Okita. I'll have to change a few of my plans and backup plans. I also need to make a few phone calls." I nodded as I gave a final bow before walking out of the room, closing the door behind me before I began walking back. Damnit gaki. Why do you keep making more work for me?
Isaiah's POV:
3 Months later:
"Dodge, gaki! Dodge!" Okita yelled as he and Sairaorg tossed hundreds of mini sandbags at me, grinning widely. I just dodged, ducked and twirled around the sandbags, hearing the trees getting destroyed behind me. I didn't look back. I've learned what happened when I looked away. Sandbags enhanced with Touki and thrown at probably the same speed as a bullet leave real nasty bruises.
"Well done! Guess that Satan-Class speed is really helping you! Makes me wish I had done the ritual too." Okita mumbled and I grinned before leaning back as Sairaorg's punch went flying past me.
"Haha! Finally, I can fight you seriously!" Sairaorg grinned widely before I sent a roundhouse to his head. He just grinned as he headbutted my kick away before stomping me away.
"Come on, Isaiah!" Sairaorg yelled as he exploded with Touki before rocketing towards me. Grinning, I released my Touki and rushed at him, creating a rippling shockwave as we clashed in the middle.
"Hahaha!" I admit that I am a battle maniac, but Sairaorg takes the cake. It doesn't matter what kind of battle he was in. When Sairaorg wants to fight, he fights hard.
"Don't get distracted." I heard Okita say before a leg snapped into the back of my head. Sairaorg took advantage of this and gave me a nasty right hook that really disoriented me. I stumbled as I spun through the air away from them, flipping and landing shakily on the ground.
"Argh!" I got a double gut punch that send me flying through a few trees before burying me in the trunk of one.
"Come on, gaki. I know that wasn't enough to kill you." I grumbled and coughed as I pulled myself out of the tree, glaring at the two grinning maniacs.
"That was a cheap shot, old man." Okita just chuckled as his Touki covered him.
"Come on. You still need to survive the full six hours against both of us. Sensing and Battle Training."
"This is going to be a long day." I took out my blindfold and tied it around my eyes before activating my sensing abilities, instantly weaving around the barrage of rapid punches Okita send at me before jumping away from Sairaorg's axe kick.
"This is going to be fun." I grinned as the two of them chuckled before we rocketed towards each other. Today is going to be a long day.
Six hours later:
"Congratulations. You managed to survive the full six hours of constant combat this time." Okita said and I gave a shaky thumbs up from where I was lying in a crater, heaving for air as my bruises slowly healed.
Sairaorg was already gone as he was busy training his new 'familiar'. I have a feeling I know what this new familiar was and I knew this was going to make Sairaorg even stronger.
"So gaki, with that, I've basically taught you all I can. All that's left is for you to find and perfect your own style and hone yourself through battle." I nodded and Okita grinned before he unsheathed his two katanas.
"Going to make the best of the last day you have with me, Okita-sensei?" I asked with a happy grin as two falchions shot out of my shadow, each one making the air ripple with their power as their pitch black colour sucked all light into them.
"I'm losing my favourite punching bag, so I have to make sure you remember me in some way." He said with a grin before he blitzed towards he, blades already closing in on my neck. I grinned as I ducked underneath the attack before taking a swing at his arms and he just managed to pull away.
"Fine. Just make sure you don't sprain your hip trying to keep up, old man." He chuckled before we clashed once more, the sounds of blades clashing echoing throughout the training ground. For the first time since I arrived here, I was actually having fun as I clashed in a final life-or-death battle with Okita. Just as he was going to finish it with a downwards x-strike, I heard Lycaon speak.
'Do a front flip whilst dismissing your falchions and sprout a blade out of the bottom of your shoe.' Without hesitating, I did as he said, jumping over Okita's katanas as my leg came down, a jagged blade sprouting from the bottom of my shoe. His eyes widened as he tilted himself to the side, the blade tearing into the ground. He was quick to counter as his right katana came up in an upwards vertical strike.
'Wind pulse to the right and barrel roll to the left. Crouch down as soon as you land.' I released a small wind pulse to my right that helped me roll to the left and as I landed, I crouched just in time as his left katana flew over my head.
'Leg sweep whilst creating a dagger in your right hand with Sword Birth. Throw it at him and shoot a spear from the dagger's shadow as it passes behind him. Then grab the spear midair and throw it back.'
'You're really talkative today.' I thought back as I did a leg sweep, making the dagger as fast as I could before tossing it as he jumped into the dagger.
"You'll need more than that, gaki!" Okita grinned as he tilted his head, the dagger passing behind him and he just raised an eyebrow as he leaned out of the way of the spear right before I caught it and spun before throwing it as hard as I could. Okita grinned as he sliced it in half just as two more spears shot from the shadows of the split spear and he tried to dodge them, though not fast enough as a spear managed to give him a shallow cut on his right side.
"I…I actually cut you." I muttered softly as I felt my glee growing. Granted, it was with Lykaon's help, but I still managed to do it.
'Starting tomorrow, you're learning how to fight like a wolf. That's how you will utilize Canis Lykaon to its full potential.' I just nodded as I stared at Okita, who looked down at the cut before a wide grin appeared on his face and he sheathed his katanas. He gave a proud stare as he began to clap.
"Wonderful gaki! Excellent! With that, you've officially graduated from Okita's Boot Camp! If you ever need a sparring partner, just ask Lord Sirzechs and I'll make time for you." I grinned as I nodded before giving him a hug. I could feel his shock before he chuckled as he returned it before he spoke.
"…Okay, enough of this sappy shit. You're a man now. Well…almost a man." I laughed as I pulled away from the hug and he gave me a head bow before disappearing. I…I can't believe I actually did that. I'm…yeah, I'm going to sit down and reboot myself for a few minutes.
A/N: Sorry, short chapter. Next chapters are going to be the start of a new arc.