chapter 4 :Well moving on

Before I dive into this actual waste material we have before us, little known fact: There is an industry in mining Coprolite and we can thank WW1 for that. This is because it was used to provide phosphate for ammo." He stated a little known fact.

"So in other words every bullet contains poop?" Rias asked with a deadpan look.

"Well only during some part of WW1 since it was a war of attrition and desperate times call for desperate measures." He joked, during a light chuckle. Rias did not share his chuckle.

"Well moving on. This example here is a replica from a specimen excavated in Saskatchewan, a province in Canada. And, one moment please." He paused and brought a tool box.

He then took out a small chisel and hammer. "With these implements, I will show you, my most fair of ladies, the contents of this here feces." He slipped on the mask and began chiseling away at the coprolite material.

Rias got up from her desk and got closer for a better look. "Almost, and- got it!" He showed what was inside: bits of bone.

"Bones?" Rias raised one eyebrow, slightly interested.

"Yes, and this specimen dates to 66 million years ago, at the end of the Age of Dinosaurs. There's only carnivorous dinosaur that is capable of producing this waste product to contain bone from that time period.

And it needs no introduction." He stated, grinning giddly. Rias decided to let him have his happy moment so she didn't say anything to interrupt.

"My dear, this is from a Tyrannosaurus Rex!" He states, almost yelling with excitement. Rias flinched, covering her ears. "Oh sorry, I always get excited about this kind of thing and the more excited I get, the higher my voice goes." He chuckles, sheepishly.

"I can see that." Rias said, removing her hands from her ears. "Anyways please continue."

"This specimen is one part of a theory that T-Rex was nothing more but a giant scavenger, but that's a whole nother mess I'd like to not get into right now and would be going on a tangent." He said, rather dialed down in terms of tone, almost like it was uninteresting to him.

"Why is that?' She asked, her interest piqued.

"Oh ho, now that's another story. A story for another time. Your final thoughts on this subject matter?" He asked, curious on what she thought about this lesson. Rias seemed to give it some thought,

"Well I think it's great that you're teaching a subject that you're obviously interested and well informed in. I learned quite a bit today." She smiles. He got another light chuckle out, rubbing the back of his head.

"Well I'm no professional, but I do enjoy what I talk about, especially to people who are interested. Now then, I'll just clean up here, and we can be on our way." Rias nods, neatly packs her things,

"Thanks for the lesson." She leaves to go home. He cleaned up and heads home, locking up and turning off lights.

Ending Author's Note:

54Godamora: Hello world of writing, this is 54Godamora with a new story... that is not my site for... Ok I don't need my parents to see this and think I'm a HUGE pervert since I already told them that I'm squeamish around adult acts that exclude nature documentaries and forms of art.

It would be going back on my word. So this is going on my brother from the state of Cali, Hareta Kuso! Get out here, you!

Hareta: WHY AM I UPSIDE DOWN?! *Tied to a rope dangling from the ceiling*

54Godamora: Ah shoot. *Gets out walkie talkie* Murphy, I said we weren't doing that intro him! Now lower him down, not cut him down! DO I make myself clear, cadet?!

Hareta: uh…. Any day now? Please?

54Godamora: Facepalms. Dear love Buckland... Sorry about this bro. *snap my fingers and you are instantly down*

Hareta: eh like we're not used to crazy stunts by now. Anyways yes his story will be on my profile but check out the ones that ARE on his profile they're insanely good. In fact that's how I met this guy.

54Godamora: True. Now this story will have a major education element but targeted towards not kids but teens and young adults because prehistory hardly gets properly represented in the anime world without some form of Artistic License to make a Paleontologist to cry into his popcorn...

Hareta: I...uhhh…. Not sure how to respond to that but I handle the responses from the students while he plays as the professor.

54Godamora: Note, a lot of you will see that this story is almost word for word based on The Italian Dragon Emperor by Bakuganman. However, he gave me permission to do it.

Unfortunately, he's busier than both of us and hasn't chatted with me since late November. This brain child of mine came from day-dreaming a lot of me being there and also I really want to kill some stereotypical arrogant anime villains in a way that most MC's wouldn't dream of.

So this will be rated M not due to being DXD, but for being very brutal towards anyone who's alignment is against the MC. Woe betide them... *I start to laugh like Tyrian*

Hareta: laugh like Tyrian you end up like Tyrian.

54Godamora: Quiet you. Moving on, my one main flaw is that while I can be very descriptive, my character interactions and combat choreography need some serious touching up on,

especially ones that don't involve non-humans like a giant lobster and a size-changing robot.

Hareta: In other words… he stinks at fight scenes. *gets a face full of water balloons and spits out water* Real mature bro. *Murphy laughs*

54Godamora: Thankfully, my bro here has decided to help with that regard. Now before we do the disclaimer at the end, I have a question for all of you: to make it more authentic on the DXD side of things,

I will watch the show but the question is... do I go subtitles or English Dub? I'll let you guys decide.

Random person: Question. How did you know about DXD if you've never watched the show before?