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Long ago there existed a race of demons known as the Asura clan. Their physical prowess was beyond measure, they could destroy mountains with a single punch and could split nations with a step. Even able to punch through magic with sheer force.

Made worse was that they were a race which loved blood and chaos and brought about destruction wherever they were to walk.

Although their numbers were extremely minuscule, they were known as the second strongest race in the world, just below the ancient dragons. Their strength was feared by all races as the incarnations of chaos

In the end, the humans finally retaliated. Using the power of the great sage Merlin, they used the energy of a passing red star to tear a gap in space and seal the race into another dimension.

However, once every hundred years, when the Chaos Star is closest to earth. The seal weakens--thanks to the energy fluctuations of the star disturbing the dimensional gateway--and a single member of the cursed race is allowed into the world.

That person goes back, like an instinct, towards the demonic capital and takes back their throne. Becoming the incarnation of danger, strength, doom, and chaos. Becoming a...

Demon Lord

***

The demon race was a race that prided itself on strength. No matter who you were, as long as you were strong enough, you could demand respect.

As such, it was an impossibility for them to attack the human realm without the demon lord. No demon could fathom lowering their head and following the orders of another. Only someone so strong that they could step on everyone else beneath them could serve to lead the race, and that someone was a demon lord.

This was exactly why the group was gathered forcefully.

Rias sat at the helm of the marble table while her mask shifted over the gathered demons.

She had learned what the so-called 'Seven Deadly Sins' were. Essentially, they were the leaders and strongest of the demon race. Each in the lead of a faction or clan of demons.

Alabaster sat on her right, his golden fur glistering brightly even amidst the dull cave they called a dining room. He was the leader of the beastmen faction and the sin of Pride.

She looked over the rest of them.

A short and thin demon with red skin and constantly twitching pointed ears. The leader of the Imps and the sin of Greed.

A tall demon that looked near identical to an elf save for her purplish skin, luscious black hair, and glistering black eyes that shined like the stars. The leader of the Minxes and the sin of Envy.

A demon dressed in overly revealing clothing that showed off her perfect proportional body and her glistering pure ash white skin. A single short horn of jet black growing from her head and her Ashe white hair draped behind her. The leader of the Syrins and the sin of Lust.

A demon cloaked in black from head to toe, silently gazing into the boundless unknown. The leader of the Nhimphus faction and the sin of Gluttony.

Finally, there was the oddball, the one besides her left. The sleeping figure of a girl who looked every bit a human if one didn't pay enough attention. Her brunette hair quietly rested and cascaded down her back and her body concaved into the brown fluffy tail at her back. Her brown beast ears heaved up and down with every small breath she took. She was the leader of the half-bloods and the sin of Sloth.

However, Rias had a more pressing question as her mask scanned the table "You call yourself the seven deadly sins, do you not? So why are their only six of you?"

Alabaster's deep voice was the one to respond to her question, "she is a dual sin."

"The halfbreed?" Rias asked as she looked at the figure.

"Precisely because she's a half-breed is why she's a dual sin. If she goes without sleep for a period, which is used to maintain the balance of her clashing human blood and demonic lineage, she will enter a frenzied state and kill everything in her sight."

"Having both the sin of Sloth and Wrath."

"Just like the scum she is, she can't even fully control her own power." He ended with a sneer.

Just as he finished his statement, a calm voice suddenly echoed in the room.

"I advise you to watch your mouth."

Everyone looked over to see the hazel eyes of the figure lazily opened and locked onto Alabaster.

"What would you do then, Cara Stone?" Alabaster resounded with his own threat.

"I might just rampage and see if you can still hold up since our last spar," Cara spoke with a hint of a smile. "Remember, you're only ranked first because I haven't played with you fully."

Alabaster snorted and chose to remain silent, he wasn't bothered by her statement nor did he acknowledge it.

However, he was bound to be surprised by what the demon lord had to say.

"I would like to see this rampage you both speak of. Why don't you two spar?" Rias spoke.

Although her statement was made in the form of a question, it was not meant to be objected.

Cara sighed to herself and looked at the idiot in front of her, "look what you've done."

Alabaster grumbled.

***

Cara stood amidst the barren earth, her tail swinging behind her as she faced her foe.

She sighed in laziness then spoke, "let's get this over with quickly."

Then she lightly tapped on the earth and spoke.

"Γκόλεμ." A simple world escaped from her lips.

However, to Rias, it wasn't so simple as she looked from the side, "The dragon's tongue."

The ancient beings born with the world. Said to be the most powerful race of all, known for their physical and magical prowess alike. It was said if someone could learn the language of the dragons, they could activate magic much more easily and in a more efficient manner. Rias knew this to be true as she watched the situation before her.

The earth crumbled and tore as the rumbling ground made way for what became of it.

The gigantic figure rose from the earth as the brown hulk of a body seemed to tower above the clouds themselves. Clouds of dust fell and so did the unnecessary pieces of debris.

The Rock Giant roared as it took a step forward and charged towards Alabaster.

Alabaster snorted with disregard, he brought his fist up as he lept into the air.

He roared and delivered his blow. Thunder seemed to echo as the giant was blown apart.

Debris of rocks fell upon the world.

Cara watched all this in silence before gently tapping on the barren ground beneath her feet.

"Πυκνό πυρ." Another hymn echoed into her surroundings.

The ground tore and split open before rising into the air. The floating mass began to break apart and twist until giant lances of earth lined the sky.

They pointed towards the rushing figure of Alabaster before shooting forwards.

Alabaster snorted at this attack and clanked his fists together. Instantly, the space around him seemed to ripple as if being torn as an aura of gold engulfed his fists.

He brought his fists and punched towards the coming barrage.

A force ripped through the sky as it clashed against the current of earth, shattering all the earthly lances and breaking dust into the atmosphere.

Alabaster didn't even take a moment to recognize his power, his body increased in speed as he leapt towards his target.

Cara closed her eyes.

A halfbreed; she had always been called that degrading word. Even with the power to rule a faction, she could never shake that chain. Born from a demon father and a human mother, she could never fit into any side of the spectrum.

They had once broken her, but she had stood back up. They tried to control her, only to face her power. Sloth was a sin, yet It could never overcome her Wrath.

She resigned to her fate and let go of her worries. She removed the chains that entrapped her cursed blood and let it all free.

She smiled.

"Come!"

Her last words before the world blacked out before her eyes.

***

Alabaster faced the raging beast. She wasn't human, no, she was never human. She wasn't a demon, thus wasn't his kin.

She was something else, an outcast in between. Yet, why did that give her so much strength?

He unleashed a furious roar as he charged towards her. His furred fists were tightly clenched as they struck towards the figure.

Cara roared a beastly roar as her now crimson eyes turned towards him, she too followed his action and delivered her blow.

The clash of the two met as the raging winds roared against the earth. The ground cracked with fine lines.

A sin it was to fight amongst your own kind. No, this two were far from the same kin.

Their blows rained upon each other, Cara was already lost to the world, she had become nothing more than the embodiment of her sin. She had unleashed Wrath upon the world.

There were no thoughts in her head, no conscious that drived her body any longer. She was currently nothing more than a shell for her sin.

She wasn't humans but wasn't a beastmen either. She was her true raging self.

Her strength seemed to crack through space and smashed towards her foe.

The twos fists met as space itself seemed to crack and the air seemed to break like glass.

Rias watched from a distance in quietness, finally, she shook her head. It didn't look as if the two were in a bid to stop anytime soon. At this rate, wouldn't they destroy the surrounding area?

Her right hand pulled in front of her as she chopped down.

The air in front of her swirled and crumbled to reveal a swirling black hole.

She stepped forwards and instantly found herself back by her throne as she stepped out of the ripple in space she had created.

She didn't really care if they destroyed the surroundings, it could always be fixed.

She sat on her throne and rested her hand on her right hand.

"With this much power in my hands, it would be a shame if I fail much like the others."

"However, they were all merely the weakest of the bunch." A slight chuckle rang within the throne room.

"Aah, it's just the beginning."