Red and White I

Issei Hyoudou (11 years old)

I was walking from my house to the forest. The sun was about to set.

This had been my routine for the past 6 years, ever since I awakened Ddraig. I train during the night, sleep in the morning, and then return to training after eating. I don't go to school, or anywhere else for that matter.

Kaa-san hasn't tried to stop me even once. She has given me a lot of freedom after my father's death. I did tell her about the supernatural, and why I am training after all.

"So, are we going to train today as well?" Reiji asked me. He already knows the answer. 

This is an annoying human boy that has been following me for the past couple years. He has decided in his mind that we are best friends. Black hair and glasses, you would think he's an average male in this country. But he's quite eccentric and outgoing, making friends everywhere he goes. He's my age, and is popular amongst girls, so I don't know why he even bothers to associate himself with a loner like me. 

"I am going to train. You'll just tire after 5 minutes anyway." 

"Now, now, Issei-kun, you should be thankful that I am spending time with you. Otherwise, I fear you'll forget how to speak." 

"Shut up."

[He's right, you know.]

'Ddraig as well, shut up.'

We arrive at a clearing where most of the trees were destroyed. Reiji had watched me do this, but never asked any questions.

He figured I was special, and had a secret I didn't yet want to tell.

I began running laps until I had completed 20 kilometers. I wasn't out of breath, but I was going to pace my training so it lasted for hours. 

My companion didn't even try, and just sat besides a tree while watching me.

After the run came push-ups, squats and pull-ups. 1000 each. 

I didn't use any boosts from my sacred gear for this. I wanted to raise my base level, so the boost technique would be more effective. 

Next was punching trees to train my endurance. I wanted my punches to be brutal, relentless. The dragon inside me had told me to punch a tree as a joke, but I took it seriously and have been doing it ever since. 

My legs were parted and my knees bent. My upper body was straight, and my arms were by my waist. 

Taking in a deep breath, I released it alongside my punch. 

The tree shook and the weaker branches fell off. I could see a dent where my punch had landed. 

When I first attempted this, I had broken my fist. It hurt like hell. But the idiot part of me was too determined to stop. 

Now, even after 10 punches, my knuckles were only bruised slightly, and no blood could be seen. 

As for numbers, it takes me 17 punches to poke a hole in the tree. It doesn't fall; simply looks out of place. 

So to fix it, I switch to kicks. Instead of side by side, my legs are now front and back. 

I spin my waist and chest while raising the back leg. The remaining foot on the ground turns sideways. The side kick prompts a threatening thud sound, and a dent is created in the thick trunk.

5 kicks, and the tree falls. 

I switch to anther target and repeat the same routine, only with my other arm and leg. 

A couple of hours go by. 

"Alright, its dark so I'm going home. Make sure to not stay out too late, Issei-kun."

"I'll stay out as long as I want. Good night, Reiji." 

He watches me train and then leaves. This is just what he does. I don't understand why, and I don't ask.

Anyway, I create a clone and prepare to spar with it. 

Thanks to Ddraig, I can create up to 10 clones. However, that's only if I don't share any of my power with them and they appear as normal humans. 

While sharing my power, even one clone is sometimes too much. 

"Alright, Issei No.2, ready?" A short nod was followed by a high speed battle.

This part of the training was focused on my speed and reflexes. Issei No.2 was using half of my power to attack me as fast as he could, and I had to dodge everything. He wasn't holding back his strength either, so if I did get hit, I would likely get injured.

I can't just rely on my innate instincts in a fight. 

I could only do this for an hour before falling to the ground in exhaustion. The clone disappeared and my power returned to me. I had taken two punches to the face and a kick in my abdomen, forcing me to cough up some blood. 

No one will ever know this, but I enjoyed the pain. It was a sign, reminding me that I had room to grow. 

Alright, next was expanding my magic reserves. This not only helped with using spells, but also to maintain and regulate my boosts better. It also counted as training my 'control'.

I sat on the ground and began to meditate. My nerves no longer burned when I did this, thankfully.

Why did my nerves burned initially? 

Well, I didn't know what magic was and how to use it. So, the first time I tried, I triggered Ddraig's ability to create and breathe fire. My body was human, it wasn't built to withstand fire being created inside my stomach. 

Oh boy, that was a tough situation to explain to Kaa-san.

 While meditating, I can recover my lost stamina, which I am also trying to build up. That's the most difficult part honestly. It's like my body was cursed to have the worst stamina capacity possible.

[Wait, this energy...! Issei! Hurry up and run! Just run!]

'Ddraig?! What is happening?!' 

[I don't have time to explain! Just listen to me and run if you want to live!]

I gulp and think for a second before answering, 'No! I won't run. I will never run! You should know that.'

My face was showing an expression of disgust at the idea, but also slight fear at what was coming.

At that energy crept closer to us, I also sensed it. It seemed like it was too large for me to grasp whether it was dangerous or not.

[Issei! Fuck! Listen to me! That energy belongs to your fated rival, the White Dragon-!]

Before the dragon could finish his warning, a woman's figure landed before me. Now, while I stay away from kids my age, I am still a man inside. Ddraig's incomplete words fell into an empty void and I quickly forgot about them.

Her silvery-white hair seemed to be glowing in the night's darkness. Pale white skin decorated her perfect face. Silvery-blue eyes complimented her hair. They were being squinted, looking at an object of interest. A simple shirt and jeans hugged her hourglass figure, and gave her an alluring scent. She could be called the epitome of beauty, and I wouldn't disagree. 

"So this is him huh...he's just a boy." Her voice was sweet and devilish. It carried a hint of hypnotism; if you heard it, you'd fall in love with her. At least, that was my conjecture. 

My gaze made it's way down, slowly, after admiring her lips. Her body was attractive, too attractive, even to a boy quite younger than her. She looked like in her 20s, her boobs were big and perky, their tips threatening to burst through the fabric and reveal themselves. My eyes travelled along her slender body while devouring every inch of it, until they landed on...

"I think her ass is about to pop out." These words leaked out of my mouth involuntarily. "Huh, did I say that out loud?"

Silence fell onto the 'battlefield'. 

Her face went from smiling, to blank, to blushing and then finally to angry. 

The woman's figure blurred out of instinct, and a punch landed straight onto my nose.

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