33 33. Layla of the Andras Pilllar

[A/N: Important question at the end, please read the A/N at the bottom.

I was not planning on uploading but I still did. Why? IDK.

We are at 712 stones atm can we reach 1k before the end of this week? And yea I *Might* post another chapter after a few hours.]

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[Andras Compound]

For the rest of the devils, it was a beautiful night with a moonlit, star-filled sky. The cool breeze of the night was far more refreshing than the polluted air of the human world.

But the silence of the night was broken by the shrill cries of a devil woman.

These were the cries of the Lady of Andras, who was going through the pain of labor. Despite the painful cries, she had a smile on her face. She was happy to finally be able to give birth, after years of waiting. 

Devils do not get pregnant easily, for most it takes centuries. But the Andras pillar was known to have the worst fertility of them all, thus the Lady of Andras had been dreaming of this day for multiple centuries. 

In the next room, the Lord of the Andras pillar was biting his nails. His nervousness was visible from the blood running down his fingers. 

The last time he was this nervous, was the day he and his battalion faced the God of the Bible.

"Waaah! Waaaaaah!!" 

Gone was the tension, gone was the panic, and gone was the anxiety. Instead, there was a euphoric look on his face, the moment he heard those cries.

He didn't bother caring about the glass table in front of him, he rushed towards his wife kicking it out of the way.

*BAM* 

He burst open the door and rushed towards his tired-looking wife. 

"Please don't make a commotion." The doctor said but Andras didn't even bat an eye towards him or his words.

"Lena! Lena are you alright?" He nearly fainted looking at the blood.

"*Shuush* you will scare the baby girl." She lightly caressed the baby's cheeks. "Isn't she beautiful?" 

Despite being dead tired and going through hours of laborious pain. Lena Andras had a satisfied smile on her face, while looking at the sleeping face of the baby.

Lewyn was not sure how he should react. He always dreamt of having a child but looking at the baby girl in front of him, he was frozen in his place.

He was afraid of hurting her by mistake. Especially since he was an 'Andras.'

"You can hold her." Lena smiled at her husband's shocked expression. "It's alright, your powers won't affect her." 

Lewyn was still hesitant but looking at his happy wife, he took his daughter in his arms.

Over the centuries his hand had held countless things… but none of them were this fragile. 

He was not like Bael who was the king, he was not like Dantalion who was cunning, and he was definitely not like Astaroth who was a coward. He was a warrior, never in his life had he cared about how fragile life can be. 

But the little baby girl made him believe in the fragility of life. Each heartbeat signifying the victory over death. 

Looking at the calm sleeping face of his daughter, a smile blossomed in his face. 

"She is gorgeous." He caressed her face with affection that he had never shown towards anyone. 

Lena giggled at her husband's antics. "Do you have a name for her?" 

Lewyn closed his eyes without letting the smile leave his face. "She was born in the night. A beautiful fairy born under the night sky, she will be called 'Layla', the daughter of the night." 

Lena's eyes opened wide before a massive smile blossomed on her face. "That's a beautiful name." 

"Indeed. A beautiful name for a beautiful girl." But then his face morphed into a scowl. "I will never let those bastards from the old devil faction lay even a scratch on my daughter." 

Lena frowned. "Our family is almost extinct but they still don't let us live in peace." She then smiled looking towards her daughter. "At least… She doesn't have that accursed seal." 

Lewyn calmly looked towards his wife and nodded before kissing the forehead of his sleeping daughter. "That she doesn't." He kissed her forehead one more time. "And I am glad that she doesn't have it."

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[Timeskip: 3 years]

"Mommy, Mommy Look!" Came a blonde 3-year-old girl running towards her mother. "I can finally use my bloodline ability."

Lena was beyond shocked. For a devil to be able to use their bloodline ability at the age of 3 was unheard of.

Layla pointed her finger towards a black butterfly flying over her head in a mechanical way.

Other than the way it flapped its wings, it looked pretty normal… That was if they were to ignore the fact that the butterfly was 'dead.'

It doesn't take a genius to figure out what her bloodline ability was … 'Necromancy.'

Necromancy, the ability to manipulate death, was her bloodline ability.

"When will father teach me our special pillar skills?" She asked with an innocent yet expectant smile. 

"Soon sweetie. But you need to train your current abilities first." Lena was extremely proud of her daughter.

"Okay, mommy."

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[Timeskip: 2 years]

[PoV: Layla]

I am excited. I have been waiting for this day for the past 2 years now. And father finally agreed to teach me our pillar's abilities!

Quickly getting dressed, I ran towards the training ground.

Father wasn't there yet, well he is never on time so this is nothing new.

Looking around I find a lot of weapons lying around. Father is a warrior and despite our ability providing us ways to not get directly involved in battles, he prefers to fight the enemies head-on.

Even during the civil war, he faced his enemies head-on instead of using his necromancy, which earned him the title 'Death Knight.'

"You are early." Turning around I see my father standing at the doorway.

"I am. I wanted to learn the skills as fast as I could." In all honesty, I couldn't even sleep last night because of the excitement.

He smiled and ruffled my hair. "I know. Every devil is excited to learn new abilities." 

He walked towards one of the weapon racks and pulled out a spear. "I have always preferred using melee weapons instead of my bloodline skills, but the ability is still a part of me and I can never let any of them get rusty. So despite using melee weapons, I still use my ability at times. And it's time that I teach you those skills."

He closed his eyes and said. "Arise." 

I felt the air around me turn cold as a humanoid shadow slowly emerged from the ground. 

It was a skeletal shadow with lunar black bones and bright neon blue eyes.

"And this, sweetheart,  is our bloodline ability." He said as the skeleton kneeled in front of him. "This ability is named 'The Call of the Undead'."

I was not freaked out despite it being a skeleton… I couldn't be afraid.

The splendid knight-like skeleton looked like an actual warrior. 

"So, what do you think?" He said, dismissing the summon.

"Amazing." It truly was.

"Get ready. We will begin now."

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[Timeskip: 4 months]

Learning the 'Call of the Undead' ability was more difficult than I expected. It takes a lot of demonic power to keep the summons active and an even bigger amount to command them.

Currently, I can use three summons and my father said that as my demonic reserves improve, I will even be able to use hundreds or even thousands of undead.

I tried using other abilities that my father taught me but was unsuccessful. Although I was unsuccessful in using them, I felt a slight burning sensation near my navel.

Thinking that it was due to the overuse of my demonic power, I decided to not worry about it.

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'It was a mistake.'

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[Timeskip: 5 months]

The burning sensation became a frequent thing whenever I used my powers. But I believed it to be a side effect of my powers, so I didn't bother consulting my parents. 

By today was different… The burning was unbearable. It felt as if someone was pouring molten lava over my skin. 

I tried keeping my cries silent but it was too unbearable so I had to release a scream.

"Waaaaaaaaaaah!"

The cry must have been heard throughout the mansion as everyone within the mansion, my parents, maids, and butlers came running into my room.

"Sweetie!" My mother screamed looking at my condition and my father rushed towards me.

They mumbled something but I wasn't able to hear it properly as I felt my senses slowly going dull from the pain. And before I knew it, I blacked out.

'A small black skull tattoo appeared near my navel.'

And this day... The day I got that tattoo, was the day I lost everything.

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[A/N: Thank you, Geir.

Question: It is related to Shisui's Susanoo.

Now all we know that it's green and can spray chakra needles plus it got a drill. And this is all from the games.

My question is... Can his Susanoo hold weapons?

Like Itachi got the Yata mirror and Totsuka blade which Kishimoto never explained the origin of.

There are many theories on the internet.

Some say they are part of his Susanoo while others say that he obtained them at some point in his life.

This theory sounds plausible plus the moment Orochimaru saw his Susanoo he immediately recognised the Totsuka blade and Yata mirror as legendary items... So does that mean they existed somewhere (Now I know those are historical things) and Itachi got them? Cus otherwise how would Orochimaru know about those 2 if he never saw Itachi using them.

So either it is part of his Susanoo or he got those from somewhere and somehow merged them with his Susanoo.

My question is... Should Shisui do the same for his Susanoo cuz let's be honest here... Shisui's Susanoo drill sucks.

Leave a paragraph comment if u want him to have a weapon for his Susanoo.]