Strength and Knowledge

W̨̧̖̱̓̄͆͊͟͝a̲̲̣̟̽̈̾̀̕͟͠ͅk̡̪͈̟̞̜̰̤̐̍̇̊̿̎̎̀̆̓̀͜͜͟è̳̖̭̀͌͐͟ ̡̦͇̜̐͐̓͂͘͝ͅͅup̰̪͕͙̻̥̦̳̍̀̆̊͋͊̃̊͢͝.̛̛̹̟͈̝͔̘̻̻̹̬̬͚̬̯͎̪̝̩̋̃͐̃̓͋̂͊̇̅̇͌͆̇̚͝.̨̪̲̬͖̹̎͋͆̈̔̚̕͟.̹̻̟͇̥̥̪̑̾̎́́̀͊͜͡.̪̤̼͓̬̻͚̳̹̮͎̔̾̂̏͑̊̽̂̕̚̕Ŵ̯͍̬̗̜͔̰̝͎͎͕̏̋̄̓̽͒̿͗͘͝ą̨̨̼̹̩͙͖́̓̉̓̀̉͛̾͟͠k̫̈ę̡̛̗̯̖͇̮͇̤̜̹̥͕͉̲͎͎̇̍͂̄̒͆͗̍͑̋́́̕̚͝͞ ̧͇͙̳̥̤̣̟̰̞̟̿̏̏͋͑̇̈̿̔̉͝up̧̤͙̠͚͚͕̳̫̹͂̔̎̄͆̂̃͊̀͘͢͠!̨̛̱̠̤̠͚̥͉̖̗͒͑̋͂̾̀̃̉̔͒͜͠ͅ ̢̡̤͔͓̭͔͌͊̐̎͐͛͋Ẅ̫̬̣͚͚̲͖̺̝̰́̉̽͋̓̉͊̈̚͡a̙̖̫̤̳̗̩̩̓͑̐͒̂̋̇͗̉͠ͅͅk̢̢̛̯͙̟̣͎̼͔̄̽͐̍͆͊͒͛͝ͅe̺͎͕͍̾͆͘̕ ̥̋u̜̞͕̦͖̰̣͙̲͖̭̣̟͗̏̇͋̆̑̊̌̄̎̓̀͘ṕ̢̹͕̯̅͊͒!̧̛͔̹̗̹̜̦͔̼̱͙͚͔̝͓̒̀̆̈́͂̈́̉̑͐̇͘͢͞͝͠͞ ̟̖̭͖͓̀̐́̂͘Wa̡̤͓͍̤͙͙̳̻͍̅̎̉̌́́̓̃̀͋k̨̡̪̝̖̦̻̣͖̰̳̬̽̍͗̏̾́̂̄͗̍͐̚͟͝ĕ̩̱̣͇̇̄̊͜͞ ̡̺͖͚͔̯̱̬͂̽̀͒͒̀̂͑͂͑̃́͜͢͢ͅu̘̫͇̻̻̤̫̘̍̉̂́̎̽̀̈́͟͡p̣̗̳̖̲̤̤̱͔͍̘̞̦͇̳͓̖͕̅̈̀͑̑̈́͂͌́͋͌̑̀́̎͒̃̚͢͡

̡̢̖̟̖̩̬̼̝̙͕̻̮̞̈͐̀́͐̉̔̃̇͊̍̌̑͝Ẅ̫̻͠a̧̛̜̩͙̪͔̲͙͑̅́̈̑̋̕ke̡̲̗͓̤̩̪̲͙͙̹͇̯̯͐͗͌̀̓͊͋̈̄̿̀̒͊͠ ̨͓̦̟͓̬̱̍̀̌͐̐̇̄͒͐͢͢͡ͅư̛̹̪̰̫̖͔̳̩̯͖̝͎̘͍̗̘̲̣͚̿̈͗̌͋̀́̽̑̈́́̍͊͂͞͝͡p̮͙̱̯̠̪̐̍̃̒̓̉̆͜.̨̟͙̞̬̦̫̻̦̞̜̪̔̈̈̀̓̾͒͆̇̊͋̀͢͡͞ͅ.̧̝̣̽̈̐.͍̓̇͘͟͜.̧̧̛̟̫̜͙̹̩̤̥̱̻͔̮̤̺̮̂̽̎͗̾̀͋̑́̅̂̈̀͊͆̓̾͘͜͢W͍̻͓̺̻̤̦̠̒͗͛͆͌́͘͠ā̡̠̺̠͕̿̃̀̕k̨̧̛͓̣̭͎̮͚̳̻̹̬͔̳̖̗͌̀̄̄̌̈́͌̆̓͐̆̚͢͡͝͝͝ȩ̛̦̻̼͓̲̤̙̺͊̑̉̿͌͛͊̓͘͘̕͟͜͟͟͡ ̢̼͓͑̈͞ŭ͍̓͟p̹͈̪͉͓̘̿̆̓̓͌͘!̟̪͕̳̽̄͌̃ ͚̺̘̪̖̠͙̩͔̰̝̎͐̄͒̃̓͛̊̐̆͡Ẇ̻̘̙̯͙̦̥͔̻̞̜̊́̔̀̑̅̒́̑̄̍͘͘͢ͅͅa̖̠̻̱̗̻͉̱͈̥͕̽̾̑̒̎̾̊͗̃̾̽͜͟͝͝ķ̬̼͋͒͌e̛̻̼͇̊̊̿͜ ̟̈́ư̛̖̠̦̘͉͉͈̗̩̤̥̺͖̗̺͕͊́̄̌̀̓̓̉̏̀͒̓̀̽͠ͅp̫̫̘̗̭̥͍͓̮̝̊̄̒̀͂̏̑̚̚͜͝͞!̥̩̺̫͔̥̦͙̬̯̯̫̟̲͙͇̯̮̀͋̈́͑̀̇̌̉͑̾͌̃̃̋̈́͆͘͟͞͠ ̧̡̗̰̬̻̭̰͖̈̂̿̍̓̈́̌̏̑͘͜Ẇ̱̙̠̪̩͕̭͋͒̏͘͘̕a̳̟͎̱̠̞͒͐̓͒̀̏k̡̤̝̳̬̜͚̯̼͉̼̼͎̜̠͑̏̾̋̐͗̈́͋͒͆̊͂̏͘͡é̞̠͍̼̓̀̍ ̮͕̭̹̥̘͉̬͉̪͎͔̞͉͕̎̑̎͂̄̓͂̊̔̐̃̿̚͜͞͞͝ṻ̲̞͎̦̗̣̟͙͖̭͕̟̣̲̟̞̦́̓̾̅́̀̂̄͑̇̈́͛̈́̕͡͞͠ͅp̨̧̮̰̠̗̠̯̰̘͍̩̫͎͎͗̄̔̐̓̀̄̄́̓̿̂̂̐̈́̕̕͟͜͡͝ͅͅ

"Uuuuuuuu....where am I?"

-Little Issei spoke, rubbing his eyes, with drool over his chin.

"Mama wakes me up every day, why didn't-"

Issei stopped in between his thoughts, at first he wanted to reject the thought that his parents are no more.

He kept on rejecting, he is a kid after all...he expected his mother to wake him up.

He expected his father to take him to school...or if it's a weekend he would be taken to the arcade.

His mother would have taken him to the park as well.

Or they could have gone to a picnic under the sakura blossoming trees.

He wanted to enjoy his days.

However, a grim reminder...that he lost everything.

-He was the last of his small and lovely family.

With heavy eyes, he looked around...the place; rather the room was unfamiliar to him.

A monochrome coloured room, everything was white, except for his bed of course, which was unnaturally black in colour.

CREAK~

Unexpectedly, what Issei didn't notice that, the room's door was white in colour too, opening it up an old figure stepped in.

-Subconsciously, Issei took his steps back and stood behind the bed and due to unknown reason activated his gear and looked deep into those grey eyes of the old man.

"Ohohohohoho...kid, is this how you treat someone who saved you?"

"Saved me...?"

[Boy, just stand still will you, if the old man wanted, you would have been dead before you realize it, you know?]

-The voice in his gauntlet, the Red Dragon Emperor, Ddraig spoke.

"Wh-who are you? Where am I?" Issei blatantly ignored Ddraig's warning and still kept his intense look or rather the gaze over the old man.

"Hmhmhmhmhmhmhmhm....would you look at that, instead of shaking in fear, you asked a question...brave but mostly a fool, definitely a fool in this case."

Little Issei kept quiet, he still didn't have any grasp in the situation, and can he do something? Can he escape? Where will he go? Does he has any place to hide?

Geyrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrro~

-Issei's stomach grumbled, the little boy was hungry and at that moment, given the childish antics he held his tummy and was genuinely embarrassed.

"Hohohohohoho....I thought you would go full avenger on me? But no~ it would seem, you are a child after all don't worry though, I won't harm you. Let's get you to eat something first, eh?"

CLAP

-The old man. Vergil claps his hand and from his entry point, a tray came floating by.

It was filled with a balanced diet, which actually is suitable for a kid such as Issei himself.

Vergil held on to the tray and passed it on to Issei.

The latter was still wary of the old man in front of him, looking at him Issei continues,

"Mama, said if a stranger gives me something, I should avoid it at all cost...they might try to do something bad to me"

"Hahahahahahaha..."

Listening to little Issei, Vergil just laughed...however, soon his expression became grim, his eyes became emotionless as he stared through the very soul of the little kid.

"I will be very honest with you, Issei Hyoudou...your mother and father, have died."

Vergil was not at all warm and comforting, he was rather cold and decisive, which killed the reaming light in the little boy's eyes, the grim reminder of the reality.

"They were killed by something and someone they shouldn't have been, and due to which you are standing in a crossroads of destiny."

To the confused boy, Vergil continued his explanation,

"Listen, I will make this shot, but keep in mind that, 'Gods', 'Angles', 'Devils' and the world of 'Supernatural' do exist. Unwittingly, you too have become a part of it. However, the current you is too weak, I mean an infernal insect would be stronger than you, hence, I give you two choices."

Lifting index finger Vergil continued, "First one, simple and easy, I will erase your memories and have you taken in by your other family members who are alive and well, and even permanently seal your [Scared Gear] so that you would never it nor any other being will feel the gear, and you would live your life as a 'normal' human. Make friends, go to school, get a job, be in a relationship and then marry and so on. The simple life of a human."

Lifting his middle finger, Vergil spoke, his tone even more grim than the last he spoke, "You would stay here and train your mind and body. Which, includes your gear as well, you will become strong and smart. You will live on, like on other before and on the way...you can even have your revenge, when your training is done here, you would be strong enough to face many different challenges this world has to offer, which is the 'Realm of the Supernatural.' That is why kid, if you want to see yourself in the bigger picture and become strong and avenge your parents...becoming a [Hero], it's your choice. If the first decision of leaving is what you think is the best, and then do that, I would support you and keep my end of the deal. However, if it's the second choice, if it's the painful one and remember it is, I will support you then as well...because I think, what happen to you should not occur to others."

After saying so, Vergil left...leaving the boy, alone in the room...his earlier hunger for some reason has departed his body.

A five year old boy, who didn't have much sense of this world, seems to be pressurized by a simple two choice.

However, it was not that simple, Issei Hyoudou is a child and so is his mind, suddenly leaving such a big decision on him...is wrong.

Vergil and Ddraig both knew that. Vergil more so, because, he too was once a human and he very well knew what a human mind or how much an average human mind is capable of thinking or rather just how far it can go.

That is why, his used his stern gaze and cold tone to explain the situation to the kid, while usually the best route is comfort and helping the kid. The current situation did not call for that.

Vergil knew it, and that was the precise reason he acted the way he did, if the boy is special, if the boy does has the convection and the strength to keep up, to become something different...then all his efforts to rescue the kid, has not gone to waste.

However, he even kept the worst choice possible, if somehow the kid is too weak to accept all of this, then he would do as he promised and will proceed to send Issei back to the human world.

This was a gamble, what most would think, however, Vergil was sure of his answer or rather, the answer which would belong to the kid.

....

This kind of dilemma for a child at this age is very...very difficult to find the correct answer for. A part of his brain states to return and lead the peaceful life...the other part of his brain...wanted to stay and take up the chance to exact vengeance upon those who were responsible for the death of his parents.

İ̢̛̛͍̞̪̞͕̳͎͖̪̪̜̼̰͔̪̔̈̿̽̍́́̇͑͋̋̔̽͌̕͟͟ş̛̣̰̘̝̖̻̝̓̆̒̆̓̍͠ȩ̛̯̪̹̹̮͚̗̥͈̙̻͎͓̦͙͒̽͋̄̔̉͊͊͒́́̾̚͢͠͝͞͞ͅ!̢̢̛̮̝̼͈̹̘̮̙̼̖̻̺̼̼͛͒̈͒̈́̐͑̀̍̃̄̃͘͠͞͠ͅ ͔̫̆͝m̰̝͈͖̠̟̎͆͂͆͑́y̹͉͖̮̱̹̳̭̝̣̼͔̫̮͕͋̈̆͐̓̉͑̾̾̄̈́͐͋͘͡ ̢̨͍̲̳͉͎̲̹̺̣͉̗̯̜̪̲̯̓̃͊̆͗͗̐̐͒̅̀̕̕̕̕͢͞͞͞͠d̲̻̦͉͂̿̒͘e̫̜̦͔̙̦̲̣̬̠̭̰̱͇̹̼͎̦̒̀̓͂͊̉̏͆̋̾̓͌͒͌̏̀̀̚͟͜͡͞a̭̻͆͋̏͟r͉̻͉̼̦̠̤͖͍̋́̒̃̇͑̀̊̒̓̆͢͢͞ͅ ̨͙̳͚̝̬̤̦͈͉̥͚̘͖̼͔̥̪̈́̊̒̀͊̆͆͒͊̆́̏̃̚̚̕͢͠͠͠c̗̙̮͖̫̯͈̘̱̯͈͚͔͉̪̬̥̬̋̈́̌̽͛͗̐̄̉̊̑͐̒́̑̕͞͡h̡̝̳̺͚̟̭͈͈̤̩͉͈̟͋̎̉̐̾̈̐̏̓̾̓͛͆͘͢͝͡ͅi̢̛̙͇̣͖͉̰̼̳͕̹̜̲͓̔͆͗̋̊͌̏̓̃͑͑̆͘͜͠l̖̼͚̮̫̗̬̍̑͗͆́̇̚͜͝d̨̬̮͕̹͚̥̭͈̹̰̬̖̔́̀́͑̈̒͋̎̍̋͘͘͜͞.̙̹̝̳͇̞͔̭̙͎͓̙͙̿̀̆̊̊́̈́͌̄̒͂̑̑͞ͅ.̨̫̜͙́̌̉̇̀̇͢ͅ.̦͉͍͖̬̳̓͑̀̌͝͝

̨͍̳̬̫̞͍͉̣͖̮̪̹̩̐͐̃̃̍͂̎͊̌́̂͘̚͝m̥̬̪͕͊̾̂̕̕ͅy̛̥̤̳̣͔͍̗̳͓̝͙͙̣̼͊̌̇̽̀́̆͌̑͊͐̒͋͊͟͡ͅ ̛̤͓̉̔ͅḇ̨̢̢̤͎͍̺͎̜̠̞̜̹̖͍̬̟̠̅̽̄̔̑̽̀́̈̍͊́̉̀͑͘̕͡͡͝ͅr͈̟̤̝̜̽̎̒́͑ḁ̧̢̧̛̹̣͔̯̣͔͖͍̟̞̤̬͉͚͎͔́̔͋͛̓̄̽̃̅͂̊́̓̍̃̀͐̕͞v̗͂ę̧̩͎̯̠͈̖̲̍̒̂̉̽̈̓͊͢͞͠ ̗͉̣̭̬̝͇̞͚̗͛̎̌̉̊͛̋̐̋̉̇͒͟͢ḷ̢͙̙͓̫̩̲̝͓̰͙̯̟͎̣͆̈̄̀́͑͊̊̎͒̄̅̒͛͆̊͟͟͠͝i̢̡̨͔̙̹͈̣̱͔͕͕͆̀̓̀̽͑̓̓̎̇͒͡t̡̧̡̘̹̩̤̥͖̭̙̱͔̻̼̭̲̗͒͒̋͒̏̈̎͗͂̓̈͐̃̀͊̕̚͘͟͝t̡͔̪͊̋͗l͖̞̩̙̿́̋̐e̥̳͙̩̊͌̒̋̑͢ ͕̱̯̽͗̊b̩̓ô͉ỵ̑̐͜ ̨̺͇͍͎̦̤̘̯̩̭͎̥͂̏̏͛͐̀̈́̃̄̽̌̂̚͟͞͝ͅI̘̎s̲̹͔̓̐͡e̠͠.̡̠͇̞̩͙͖̺̽̌̅͗̿̒̔̕̚͢͟͞.̧̦̯̝̋̈̅͞.̨̩͓̺̯̩̺̘̑͛̋̉̊͌̾͝

̯̗̤̦͇̣̊̐͗̀̓̌̂̾͛̕͢͟͟ͅḬ̳͇̺̼̗̾͒̈̈́͐͛͋̇̚͢͢͜͜͞s̞͛e̡̳͇̮̳̫̰͕̩̳̜͎͔͎͎͋̔͂̈́̒̇̓͆̊̐͌͌͊̍̕͜͜͝͝,̢̙̭͚̲̫͍͔͚̰̗͓̤͑̔͂̆͋̅͒̑̋́̐̏͌͢͜͝͞͠ͅ ̛̹̘̳̼̝̩̣̰̠̼͚̞̫͇̼͉͎͒͆͗̍̈̂̂̆̿̀͋̌̐̍̄̚͟͜͝͝w̧̨̢̼̣̪̜̱̜̥̼͍̉͂̐͊͛̊͐̑̉̈́̚͟͞͞e̞͖̮̱̺̘̯̣̦͕̼̤̋̏͛̽̾̄̄̌͒̊̍͊̕͢͢͝ ̰̗̼̦̻̤͙̣̙̝̟̑̓͂̈́̍̊̈́͊̑̌́͘͢à̡̛̪̹̩͉͈̤͔̟̣̃͑̾̽̃͌͊̽͘͟͢͞re̟͇̬̤͖͙̹̗̙̦͊͊͑̃̀̍̀͒͞͡ ̡̬̪̙͙̝̱͇̖͙͒͊͛͊͂͑̚͠͝͠ḁ̢̛̲̳̠͖̻͉̹͈͈̰̝͙̔͌̔̀̈́̑̋͛͐͗̈́̾̓̊̚͘͟͟͟͟͟͠͠l̢̢̡̩̙̬̪̱͇͕̤͌̐̈̉͊̔̐̀̀̿̕̚͟w̭͖̝̘̑́̽̀ạ̢̨̭͎͕͇̻̹͇̬̒̑͒͐͐̑̀͒̋͊̃͟͡y̯͇̠̝̺͕̠͑̒̐̑̆̆̀s̢̳̯̩̹͕̝̲̻̰̀̽̊̐̀̾̇́͛͑͘͜ ̨̩̤̘̖͔̰̬̭͖̯͍͙̮͇̝̰̏̏͗̋̏͑̊͂̑͐͒͐͑̅͊̚͢͝͞t̡̫̺͓͍̞̒͗̽̌̍̋̃͟h̨̧̨̛̦̼̹̎͗̀̿͟͟͞͝͝ë̻̹̬͚̬́͗̑͌͑r̛̰̭̹͖̦͍͎̳̬͔̥̲̰̂͗̑̂̈̾͌͐͊̃̓̍̕͜͢͠e̢̗̰̖̬̓͌̃̀̿͟͞ ̫̼̲͙̭̼͓̼͉̦̰̬͓̥͎̗̉̔̃͒̀͒̋̇̃̌̿̚͘͘͠͠f̱͙́̇̉͟o̬̚ṟ̨̨̹̰̟͎̣̝̲͉̥͒́̌̒͛́̂̀̊̾͐͡ ̗̻̞̣͚̓̐̾̏̚y̨̛̦͕͔̙̻̣̮͚̯̖̤̞͚̻̐͑̋̋̿̏̑̏̃͑͊̈́̄̐̌ͅo͓̞͔͗́̕ụ̹̮̽̀́̕͜͡ͅ

Issei's head was hurting, his mind was at a turmoil...his heart, his heart was the worst...it still held on to the very little hope that maybe...maybe his parents are alive and well somewhere, that maybe he might be able to see them again.

It was impossible though, no matter how hard he tried...he was just running away from reality. He was just running away from the fact that the two most important people of his life are no longer here with him.

(Ise...dear, the dinner is ready)

(Ise, my boy, let's go to fishing sometime soon)

Issei never got the chance to apologize to his father for his actions in the past, for breaking his favourite fishing rod, his father just let the matter pass since he was a kid, and however it made Issei very sad.

Since then, he never went fishing. It was punishment, a conviction so that he would never repeat such mistakes.

So then...should he leave? Or should he not...?

'Ddraig...please tell me, what should, I do?'

Not being able to comprehend the situation, he asked the sentient being...the dragon who resided in his left arm.

[You're asking me? Well it's not surprising since...you are a kid and all.]

'Please tell me what should I do...should I go back? I mean...I would be safe if I return, right? I would be happy right... that's what my parents would have wanted too, right?'

[That is correct. I would not have agreed more. Your safety would be the first thing your parents must have thought. That is what they do.]

Issei's face now had a small smile, realizing that...he might make the right choice after all.

However a question still haunted his mind. A question which was about to change his whole rationality,

'Ddraig, if we arrived at my house, a few minutes early, do you think we could have saved my parents?'

[You are nothing but a child, even if you had arrived before the time of their death- you didn't had enough strength to save them, you were weak and to put it simply, with them you would have died as well.]

[In simple words, you are a child, there is simply nothing you can do to change the fate.]

Issei fell on his knees on his partner's comment or rather the true statement.

That was correct; there is nothing he could do. Nor he could have done then.

H̛̻̗̗̱͈͍̓̄͌̋̚e̢̥̞̳̻̽͂̅̆͂ļ̡͖̻̘̦̩̩͖̺̝̝̃̅̅̀́̓͆̍̌̚͡͝ṗ̢̢̛̩̼̪̱̜̟͍̬͚̦̬̺͕̖̮̟̩̺̭͓̦͋̍̂̉̃͋̐̒̐̀̓̆̌̆̌͊̈̀͘͠͝͠ͅ ̡̤͚̞͚̝͚̲̞͚̮̪́̊̋̀͒̍́̑̃̆̊͘̕͢p̣͡l̨͓͇̱͇̝̯̗̲̝̲͉̜̒̊͛̒̔̊͐̆͒̾̂̓̚͢͠e̡̮͔̱̩͍̤͓̜͖͚̼̐͒̃̄̑́͌̀̃̊͒͠a̢̨̛̫̮̻̟̼̫̗͇̟̠̹̯̤͖̗͔̫̭͆͑̒̍͊̄͗̉̑̾̃́́̈̎̓̊̕̕͘͟͢͞s̢̛̛͉̻̮̤̱̭̤̻̮͓͕̙͎̦̜͙͑̆̿̒̀́̏̓͗̔̉͊̋́̔̕͢ę̘̩̞̬̟̤͚͚̜̞̺͈̒̏̓̉̈́͗̈́̒̆̅̚̚͡ ̛̼̫͎̼̜̟̰̬̀̃̅̽͋̎̕ḥ̪͙̍̈́͂e̡̫̒̕l̢̥̘̫̏̄̅̄p̧̧̛̙̲͍͉̺͓̺̳̦̪͈̫̪̊́̔̿̓̉͗̀̊̀̚̚͢͜͠͠͠͝ ̩̤͆̒p̻̺̠͓̺̲̫͖̱̜̖͉̥̘̪̪̮͍͈̯̍̃̀̆̀̋̌͑̄́́́̌͐̑̀̌̄̋͌̽̚͜͟͜͡l̢̡̳͈̞͖̫̺͎̗̜̗̼̘̟̼̻̼̮̬̏̑̓̌̈́̈́̎̏̃̾̃̂̃͊̿͛͑͠͡͠e̡̫̼̞͖̬̭̘̭̖̪̰̪̥̮̹͓̯͍̤͎̓̇̽͑̋̓̎̏̀̏̀̏̅̆͑͐̅̅̒̇̓͘͟a̧̧̛͎̺̪͔̺̯̳̫̬̼̤̘̝̭̝͓̖̘̞̐̾̋͑̂̌̄̐̉̉̍̽́͗̅͌́̄͘͘͟͞͠ͅs̨̡̝͙̫͍̼̙͍͚̮̝͕̹̹̘̯̙̞̋͑̎̎̽͋̊̅́͊͑̊̋̀̒̂́́̈́͢͜͞͞e̛̛̫̥͖͚̫̻͉̪̼͍̞̍͋͆̉̌̅̿͘͞!̨̡̨̨̛͔͉̳͈͕͚̯̬͓̹̭̲̰̤̲͚̮̎̊̆̒̿͆̊̍̄͌͌̑̇̌̀̄̽̚͢͟͝͞͞͠͡ͅ

̺̫̠̫͈̳͍̹̜͈̺̬̲̪̽̈͋̍́̾͒̽̀̔̅͘̚̕͟͢͡͞N̼̜͔̝̰̙͈̖̩̊͆̑̃̆̏͑͠͡ǒ̩͓̭̽̈́.̧̧̢̧̦͇̺̼͚̖̗̼̳͚̩͎̤̰̤̭̳̹̈̌̌̂͋͐͗̊̾̃͊̂̿̔̑͑͋̈̎̕͞͡.͙̬̺̙̣̘̗̻̃̉̍͋̽̚͡͠.̡̧̦͓̪͖̞̹̗̮̩̟̮̗̟̄͛̾͌̐̌̈͌͗̋͌̈́̆̿͒͜͜͞͠N̢̢̡̞̟͚͕̭̮̺͓͇̻̯̪̻̞͔̲̺̱̍̏̔͑̊̐̀̅̇͋̃̓̉̓̿̇̓̓͐̀̕̚͢͜͡ó̧̡̡̡̦̤͇̫̮͔̲̪̙̰̬͉͚̭̄̆͗̽̋̓̑̏̐̈́̊͂͗͗̕͢͜͡͡͞͡.̛̹̹͙̟̟͖͎̺̟͔̩̺̘̥̘̬͓͕̀͑̒͋̑̊͛́̌̒̄̒̏͐̂̇̕͟͟͡͝͝ͅ.̞̙̟̗͇̮̯̬͓͔̱̘̞̟̾͑̋̇̄̌͊̿̉̍̏̔̀͆͌͐͜͟͢͢͡͠.̜̫̖̖̆̑͆̚N̥͇̗̯̻̳̩̦̲̤̬̓̾͊͋̂́͛́̇͘͠ö̧͉͍̺̞̘͚͈̰͎̤̮̻͚̤͚̙̹̫̜͚̩̪̍̃̃͛͊̔̋̎͐͋͑̃̆̿̽͂̄̚̕͡͠͝.̜̭̑̔.̧̨̢̛̠͉͓̦͖̻̹̪͛̉͛̃̊̋̊̀̾̅̕͟.̢̢̧̬͎͕͍͕̮̀̋͐̊͒̍͗͆̚d̘̮͕͓̹̱̺̗͓̺̳͖͉͇̬̞̊͑̑̿̈́̒̒̓̆̏͋͌̿̓̃̆̍̆͜͢͢͡o̖͕̯͉͍̱̻̭̻̻̘̙̲̝̓͑̏̿̌̉̇̇̐̋͛͒̽̒̀͟͢͝ṇ̛̘̬̤͕͊̽̽̇'̠̣͉̱̜̙̬̜̠̦͖̬̅͋̿̀͑̓̐̈͑̋̑͘t̡̡̢̡̳͈̤̺̱̟͆̔͂̓̈̕͘͘͡͠ ̖̺̩̤̬͔͇̤̤̪̗̙̟̺̥͉̖͙̥͈͑̍̀̈̈́̅͑̀̌̇̄̾͒̃̔́̀̑͘͢͟͢͡͝͡͞ę̨̧̛̛͕͈̟̱̫̦͈̯̰̮͚̩̰̞̦̲̱̭͉͚́͌̀̈̾́͌̾̌̓̋̓̇̃̿̂͗̕̚̚̚̚͜á̢͖͇͕͙̼͉̀͛͌͒̌̌͗̾͢͟ț̨̛̺̝̪̲̪͕͍̘͉͔̜̍̿̓̀͂͐͗̀̿͘̚͘̚͢͝ͅ ̛̟̮̱̭̗͍̦̝̾̒͑̔̃̆̔m̨̥̙͚̎̋̌̂e͚͇͙̯̞̥̞̟͖̫͔̬͖̪͛̍̃͐͒͗͒͊̇̇̊̎͊̇̕͢͜͞.͔͔̭̞̣̫̓͑̉̊̈́͡.̢͖̦̖͕͉̖͔̦̤̰̤̯̫͈̜̤̻͓̗̮̿̌̍̄̿̈́̑͑̏̾͛͊̈͒̂̈̌́̋̿͋̚͞ͅͅ.̨̢̛̛̹̟̩̬̩̬̌̌͂̓̀̅̇͗̈́͜͢͠ͅͅ

̲̳̳̀̍́͜͠ḭ̢̮̰̯̱̩̠̫̰̳̠̮̪̏͌́̔̉̃̎͛̋͆̿̒̚͡t͉̳̮̯̜͎̤̜̯̤̗̯͉̭̠̼̉͑̄̀̊̔͒͋̔́́̌̅͋̂͘̕͘͢ͅ ̡̡̬̖̗̼͆̃̌̅̔̕h̛̥̜͔̹̗̠̭̺̖̫͓̰̭̒̈̀̔̌̆͛͋̍̄̑͘͘͠ͅͅų̺͓͉̤͖̮͔̹̘̬̬̓͆̋̽͌̆̋͋̈́̕̚̚͟͝r̗͋ṫ͔̘͇͂͝s̛̭̺͔̦̼͓̣̲̱͇̼̟̭͎̳̞̻̽̌͛͂́̌̐̆͐̎̑̐̃́̏̕.̢̩͚̳̞̬̟͔̙̗̦̳͐̽̑͂̐̀̈́̾̋̐̚͞͝ͅ.̧̡̹̺͙͓̫̦̟̜͎̼̥̈̀̈̄̾͌̍͂́̃̽̇͂͟͜͝͠͝ͅ.̢̞̳͎̮̙̟͇͈͈̻̟̜̭̗̬̲̞̠͕̣̮̜͆̍̊̂͊̏͛̿͒͆̓̎̿͋̄͌́͗͗͐̉͘͢͞͠.̺̥̬̟͇͛̀͆͊̉i̡͇͆͗t͇̘͕͐̇͐͌͜ ̨̡͉̹̮͇͓͙͕̪͙͍̜͓̱̄͗͌́̍̒̋̄͒̂͗͋̽͝͠ḣ̜̰̤̗͑͑̇̾ͅu̥͚̹̣̥̫̰̤͎̫̭̪̝̝͕͌̒̓́̏͋̓͒̌͑̐͒͆͆͆͆͟͢͢͠͝͡ͅr̡̛͖͉̼̞̭̺̗̤̫̈́̅̓̒̿̋̇̚͝t̟͓͎͕̲̟̊̿̅̆͋̑s̟̬̩̻̽͐̿͗ ̢̧̩̻͚͍̹̲̹͎̻̻̞͇͉̤͈̠̩͕̗̻̬̝̈́́̏͒͆̿͐̈́͒̑̆͛̏̏̒̀̀̋̽͐͘̚͟͝͞͡ş̭͉̹̙͍̱̞̠̮̲̆̏͋̌̍͒̍̍͊̕͢͞͝ơ̪̱̫̖̬̫͐́͋͑̓ ̧̳̜̱̭̗̅̋̒̇̀̽͜͠m̢̢̠̦̣͍͓̖̦̗̻̅̑͌͊̏̔́̄̿͘̚͝ͅü̡̢̘͖͎̫̼̝̻̦̼̽͒͋͊̃͐͆̉̾̕͜͜͡͡c̼̜̦͇͈̹̘̙̗̱̲̆͒̇̽̓̾͐͊̏͋̒̐ͅḣ̡̨̠̺͙͈͇̦̞̋̿̋͌̉̓̀͘̚͜.̧͎̗͎͓͔̤̜̦̯̘̱͚͈͚͕̥̺̬͎͉͓̎̅̿͂͛̋̄̂̈́͗͂̔̓̐̒̋͂̔͆̅̋̈́͜͠͡ͅ.̣͛̒ͅ.̡̢̢̢̫͙̼̘̤̠̹͎̫͓͙̺̬̮̻͈͔͒̾̉̑̾̇͊̃́̒͂̈́̏̈̔̀̂͐̀͆͘̕͟͟͟͝͝h̗̠͔̠͎̟͎͕͉́͛͆̆͋̈̒̍͌͘͜͜͡ę̤͖͇̦͚̉̾͋̚̕͞l̨̛̠͍̩͓͎͉̣̱̦̖͓̻̤͈̜͆̒̍̈̌̐̿͑͂̉̆̉͛̉̈́̀͜p͙͕̜̘̼̯͖͉̮̙̥̥̬͖̘̳̯̼̦͔̮͕̤̮͛̏̏̏̿̓̇̍̋̇̏̿̓̉̅͊͊̆̍̈͡͡͞͝ ̢̛̭̺͍͙̲͕͍̤̱̋̾̅̽͑̂̍͛͡ṁ̧̢̢̛̫̺̯̻͈̟̗̥̰̰̯͔̖̲̣̪͊̄͊̅̍̋͑̏̆̋̌́̆͌̚̕͝ḛ̢̧̢̻̰̭̫̜͕͆̈̽̋̎̃̉́̈̄̕ͅ ̧̧̛͙̙̥̫̀͐̔͒͒p̰̣͇͉̱̗͇͈͙̤̃̎̐̅̀̉̋́̆́͜͟͞͝l͓̦̺̞̝̩͖̖̤̟̼͍̞̱͔̼̮̖͓̳̏̓̂̎̋́̊̿̑̐̎͂̇̀͛̿̾̊̄̂͗̏͜͟͢͠͡ͅe̬̺̹̗̪̪̞͒̽̐̎̌̊͠ā͉̞͙̫̥̱͓̙̯̦̟̥͋̆̾͊̌̂̃̎̿̈̚͢͠s̡̛̩͎͖̲͔̘̮̻͖̞̦̠͇̣̯͔̘̩̦͊̔̃͊̀̈̒͆͋̀̓̅̔̉̇̌̀͐̕ę̡͙̻̩͎͎͕͍̘̭̟̮̲͓͑̌͐̉̅̀̋̊̾͋͛͗͂̓͂̈͜

̼̤̮͓͔͖̮̟̥̪̆͗̇͛̀͗͆̂͂̓̈́̕͘͢͢͜͜͠Ī͚̙̉̐͟s̨̡͚̬̞̭̣̹̤̹̲̹̙͙̳͖̫̓̂͋̄̎̀̌̎̈́͛̏̃͐͗͐̾̅͢͞e̡̨̛͇̮̬̱͇̱̜̝̥̞͊̾͗̔́̿͋̎͘͝͝.̛̖̻̖͍̘̬͙̞͕͓̘̫̝̲͙͇̥͚̫̘̥̓̀͆͑̏̊̑̑͆͒͒̓̽͊̑̀́͘͟͝͡͠.̢̢͍͕̳̠͎̱̹̙̤̱͚͕̬̀̎͑̀̓̑͆̒̓̊̊͛͆̕͜͡͝.̡͍̮̰̟̘͕̖̰͇͕͕̝̳̽̓̀́̑̑̆͂͐̇̂̀͘̚͟͞͠ͅ

It was as if he could hear those horrendous screams, those cries...those words.

What would happen if he returns? What was the guarantee that his other family members won't be in danger? Would he have the strength to protect them? Or would the incident with his parents will occur once again?

([You are but a child, there is nothing, you could have done])

The words were imprinted on his mind.

The seeds of his past, he seeds of failure, the seeds which were destined to grow to reach something else, changed.

'Ddraig, perhaps...I have decided, what I would do...'

[Is that so?]

Thinking no further, Issei gobbled down the edible presented to him, without uttering a single word.

Half an hour or so later, Vergil made his appearance once again.

Even before Vergil spoke, little Issei beat him to it...

"I have made my decision."

With an intrigued expression, the only thing Vergil muttered was,

"...Ho".

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Two Years Later- Issei Hyoudou (7 Years Old)

A beast with the body of a lion with the skin colour being red, the tail of a scorpion, and the head/face of a man with a mouth filled with multiple rows of sharp teeth similar to a shark.

Or the beast should appear like that, the name of the beast was Manticore.

However, currently the beast had lost its scorpion tail and its bat like wings had holes in it.

The beast currently was running...from

"Hey, who decided you could go? Come back here!"

A young boy's voice echoed through the broken dimension.

"Little kitty like you shouldn't run, come on now, gimme those intestine of yours..."

The boy, Issei Hyoudou, who happens to be topless and even though he's a child a well cut body.

With the Boosted Gear Gauntlet on his left hand, he was chasing the beast.

[It's laughable that just two years ago, you would have run away from this beast.]

His partner, Ddraig spoke whilst Issei continued his chase,

"Heh"

Issei just smirked, however didn't stop his hunt and his prey.

[BOOST]

With announcement made through his gauntlet, he jumped in the mid-air, his target was the beast's neck.

However, the Manticore must have realised this and in that very moment turned its head and open its mouth to its maximum, the plan the beast made was very simple.

To chew down- Issei's body.

However, realizing the situation and the plan the Manticore had for him, he just smirked and dived inside the beast, before it got the chance to even clamp down its razor sharp teeth.

[BOOST]

Another announcement was made, however, it was through the Manticore's insides...which the beast thought would soon die down since; he could just devour the kid right now.

Boy was he wrong.

Kraaaaaaaaaaaeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee!

[-!?]

The Manticore felt sudden pain in its belly, looking down it realized what just occurred and even being a beast it realized what it meant.

Issei, split through its stomach and crawled his way to the Manticore's belly.

Krachhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!

Another ounce of pain, Issei split the Manticore's belly in half with the help of the claws given to him by the gauntlet or rather which was in the gauntlet, after all he remembered one thing during his training, what Ddraig said,

[The Gauntlet is nigh indestructible, whatever may occur...even if your arm breaks, the gauntlet won't be damaged.]

"Heh. Damned pussy, you think, you can keep me here, huh?"

Riiiiiippppppppppppppppppppppppp

Splitting the rest of the skin, Issei allowed the Manticore's small intestine followed by the large intestine fall on the ground, by this point the beast was at such pain that words couldn't describe.

Swoosh~

Arriving at the top of the beast's head, Issei puts his left arm near it...

[BOOST]

[SHOT]

The orb shot right at the centre of the Manticore's head passed through it and exploded in the ground below, leaving behind the hole in its head and the chin through which it ejected.

The beast was dead.

Jumping down from the body of the dead beast, Issei looked at himself, he was coloured in blood- well it belonged to the beast but still.

"Shit, it stinks; I should have just killed it."

[Partner, need I remind you that you were the one, asking for its insides.]

"Support me sometimes will, you, I killed the Alpha Manticore, now, aren't you happy?"

[With given your growth? I expected you to kill it, and not take this much time...it's not worth it, playing with your prey that is.]

"I, apologise, I will be careful next time."

"Done, with your hunt today, Ise-bou? How was it? Don't say it though...your body tells it all."

A new voice, when he turned around and found the source of it.

The man was Vergil.

"Ossan, well looks like, I'm done here...guess it's time to return, huh?"

"Yup, let's go now boy"

Following the old man, Issei exactly knew what was coming, every day since last two years (two years outside world, inside the [Dante's Inferno] time moves slowly) he would train, and educate himself with the help of Vergil.

The ways of martial arts. The way of fighting. Grammar, literature, history, mathematics but most of all... mythologies.

"Ise-bou, answer my questions now, will you?"

"No, I do this every day...I'm bored and tired, please no."

"Now, now, Ise-bou...it is important for you to know about all of these things and if you want lunch, you will answer."

Vergil gave a creepy smile, to which, Issei just sighed and gave up and simply nodded.

"Good...good, now, the first question, Dante created two places for people to visit or rather spirits, what places are they and who are the guides in them?"

"Sigh...The two places that he created where [Dante's Paradiso] where the honest and the kindred spirit visit, the guide to that place is the woman named [Beatrice] who also represents [Divine Love].

The second place is called [Dante's Inferno] where the exact opposite of the souls, the cruel and dishonest spirits are visited, the guide to the place is [Vergil] who represents [Divine Knowledge]."

"Ping-Pong correct, Ise-bou!"

Vergil made a peace sign with his fingers and continued,

"So, tell me what are the [Nine Circles] of [Dante's Inferno]?"

"The First Circle, is called [Limbo] (where Issei's current resident is situated)...

Dante's First Circle of Hell is resided by virtuous non-Christians and unbaptized pagans who are punished with eternity in an inferior form of Heaven. They live in a castle with seven gates which symbolize the seven virtues.

The Second Circle, is called [Lust].

In the Second Circle of Hell, Dante and his companion Virgil find people who were overcome by lust. They are punished by being blown violently back and forth by strong winds, preventing them from finding peace and rest. Strong winds symbolize the restlessness of a person who is led by the desire for fleshly pleasures.

The Third Circle, is called [Gluttony].

When reaching the Third Circle of Hell, Dante and Virgil find souls of gluttons who are overlooked by a worm-monster Cerberus. Sinners in this circle of Hell are punished by being forced to lie in a vile slush that is produced by never-ending icy rain. The vile slush symbolizes personal degradation of one who overindulges in food, drink, and other worldly pleasures, while the inability to see others lying nearby represents the gluttons' selfishness and coldness.

The Fourth Circle, is called [Greed].

In the Fourth Circle of Hell, Dante and Virgil see the souls of people who are punished for greed. They are divided into two groups – those who hoarded possessions and those who lavishly spent it – jousting. They use great weights as a weapon, pushing it with their chests which symbolize their selfish drive for fortune during their lifetime.

The Fifth Circle, is called [Anger].

The Fifth Circle of Hell is where the wrathful and sullen are punished for their sins. Transported on a boat by [Phlegyas], Dante and Virgil see the furious fighting each other on the surface of the river Styx and the sullen gurgling beneath the surface of the water. Again, the punishment reflects the type of the sin committed during their lifetime.

The Sixth Circle, is called [Hersey].

When reaching the Sixth Circle of Hell, Dante and Virgil see heretics who are condemned to eternity in flaming tombs.

The Seventh Circle, is called [Violence]. (Where Ddraig, The Red Dragon Emperor, the Heavenly Dragon fought against the strongest Evil Dragon, the Crescent Circle Dragon, Com Crauch and won)

The Seventh Circle of Hell is divided into three rings. The Outer Ring houses murderers and others who were violent to other people and property. In the Middle Ring, the poet sees suicides who have been turned into trees and bushes which are fed upon by harpies. But he also sees here profligates, chased and torn to pieces by dogs. In the Inner Ring are blasphemers and sodomites, residing in a desert of burning sand and burning rain falling from the sky.

The Eight Circle, is called [Fraud].

The Eight Circle of Hell is resided by the fraudulent. Dante and Virgil reach it on the back of Geryon, a flying monster with different natures, just like the fraudulent. This circle of Hell is divided into 10 Bolgias or stony ditches with bridges between them. In Bolgia 1, Dante sees panderers and seducer. In Bolgia 2 he finds flatterers. After crossing the bridge to Bolgia 3, he and Virgil see those who are guilty of simony. After crossing another bridge between the ditches to Bolgia 4, they find sorcerers and false prophets. In Bolgia 5 are housed corrupt politicians, in Bolgia 6 are hypocrites and in the remaining 4 ditches, Dante finds hypocrites (Bolgia 7), thieves (Bolgia 7), evil counselors and advisers (Bolgia 8), divisive individuals (Bolgia 9) and various falsifiers such as alchemists, perjurers, and counterfeits (Bolgia 10).

The Ninth Circle, is called [Treachery] (Where Issei was found by Vergil, who also happens to be near deathbed)

The last Ninth Circle of Hell is divided into 4 Rounds according to the seriousness of the sin. Though all residents are frozen in an icy lake. Those who committed more severe sin are deeper within the ice. Each of the 4 Rounds is named after an individual who personifies the sin. Thus Round 1 is named Caina after Cain who killed his brother Abel, Round 2 is named Antenora after Anthenor of Troy who was Priam's counselor during the Trojan War, Round 3 is named Ptolomaea after Ptolemy (son of Abubus), while Round 4 is named Judecca after Judas Iscariot, the apostle who betrayed Jesus with a kiss.

Clap! Clap! Clap! Clap!

With tears in his eyes, Virgil looks at Issei and speaks,

"Ise-bou, you've grown so much, eh? You can remember all of this and this puts a smile on this old man's face, now currently what are the major mythologies that are active? And well and prospering as well...?"

"The active mythologies, would be...

The Christian mythology; The Greek Mythology; The Norse Mythology; The Egyptian mythology; The Shinto Mythology; The Buddhist Mythology; The Celtic Mythology and finally The Hindu Mythology. The rest of the mythological figures are either dead or in hiding."

"Tell me, why did so many mythologies fell? Ise-bou?"

"Faith. The system of Gods depends upon the faith of the believers, the more the believers...the stronger they get. That is why, the Hindu Mythology is the strongest, being worshipped the most."

"That is very correct, it would seem you have taken my lessons to your heart boy, I am very proud of it...very proud."

"Yes, yes old man..."

"Now, for the next question...Ise-bou, tell me, who are the top ten strongest beings in the world?"

" The two who rank in the [10th] position are,

[Fenrier], the[ God Devouring Wolf] from the [Norse Mythology], [Loki's son] and the one who is destined to kill [Allfather- Odin] during the period of [Ragnarök].

[Typhon], [Father of Beasts] from the [Greek Mythology], he who is said to caused an uproar single handily in the Greece.

The two who rank in the [9th] position are,

[High King Lugh], who was once a major hero of the [Celtic Mythology] the Irish based one. He is said to be [Sun], [Storm] and [War God] in his respective mythology.

[Ra], The [Egyptian Mythology] god for [Sun] with his [Aten Aspect Form] is said to be one of the strongest.

The one who takes the rank in [8th] position is,

[Hades] the [God of the Underworld] from the [Greek Mythology].

The one who takes the rank in [7th] position is,

[Thor], [The God of Thunder], from the [Norse Mythology].

.....The two who take the rank in [6th] position are,

[Crimson Satan]- [Sirzechs Lucifer] previously from the [Gremory] family, a [War Hero] in the previous great war, his mother belonged to the [Bael] clan of devils, which gives him the power to control over [Destruction]. "

-Vergil noticed the scowl the little boy made on the mention of the devils, it in simple terms in this two years, what Vergil came to understand about Issei. The boy simply hated, any beings which were not "humane"...contrary being he, himself was turning into a monster.

However, Issei still continued...

"[Genius Satan]- [Ajuka Beelzebub] previously from the [Astharoth] family, a [War-Hero] as well. His powers lie in calculations and formulas, a technique based guy.

The one who takes the rank in [5th] position is,

[The Heavenly King], [Indra] also known as [Sakara] who happens to be the King of the Gods also called [Devas] in the [Hindu Mythology].

The one who takes the rank in [4th] position is a person named [Alexis] whom you for some reason, refuse to tell me more about this person.

The one who takes the rank in [3rd] position, is

[Vishnu] the [Hindu Mythology] [God of Preserver], he is the one who travels to the human realm the most and the one who also protects it the most.

The one who takes the rank in [2nd] position, is,

[Shiva] the [God of Destruction] also known as [Rudra] and physically and spiritually the strongest being in the world is him.

And finally the three 'beasts' who take the [1st] position are,

[Ophis] the [Ouroboros Dragon], the [Dragon God of Infinity], the one who was born from [nothing].

[Trihexa], the beast of the [Apocalypse] the [666], one who was stated to destroy the world, he was sealed by [God in the Bible] and in the process, the [God] lost majority of his strength and in the last war, he was killed with the original [Maou].

[Great Red] the dragon of [Apocalypse], the one who is sad to be born from [Dreams] and [Illusions] the one [True Red Dragon God], he who travels the world through the [Dimensional Gap]."

"Correct, Ise-bou, it would seem that all the knowledge has been well planted, now, Ise-bou tell me, what is a [Scared Gear]?"

"Unique, attributes, abilities implanted within the bodies of 'special' humans since their birth and takes a certain event or training to awaken it."

"Correct, now tell me, what are the [Longinus] class gears?"

"This class of Sacred Gears is specifically named after the [True Longinus], the first and most powerful, and unlike other Sacred Gear, that has more than one of the same type, the Longinus are utterly and completely unique, and only one of each may exist at a time. [Dante's Diary] stated that all Longinus is just a combination of one ability with another. Essentially, they combine powerful abilities that aren't supposed to be combined.

The first 13 Original Longinus made by the God from the Bible, are-

The [True Longinus], also known as the [Holy Spear], [the Spear of Destiny], or [the Holy Spear of the Setting Sun]. It is the first and most powerful Longinus, as it is the same spear that St. Longinus used to stab Jesus Christ, as well as one of the [Three Holy Relics].

[Zenith Tempest] also known as the [Prison of Bright Heavenly Thunder], is the second-strongest Longinus. It has the ability to control the weather and its elemental attributes.

[Annihilation Maker], also known as the [Creation of the Demonic Beast], is a high-tier Longinus with the ability to create any creature that the possessor can imagine.

[Dimension Lost], also known as the [Fog of Extinction], is a high-tier Longinus with the ability to block any attack using the mist that it creates, and transport anything inside the mist to any location.

[Boosted Gear], also known as the [Red Dragon Emperor's Gauntlet], is a mid-tier Longinus, where the Welsh Dragon, Ddraig, resides in. The gauntlet has the ability to enhance the user's capabilities as well as transferring power to anyone or an object. It is currently wielded by Issei Hyoudou, that is me...

[Divine Dividing] , also known as the [White Dragon Emperor's Light Wings], is a mid-tier Longinus where the Vanishing Dragon, Albion, resides in. The wings not only give the ability to fly but can also halve the power from anything or anyone, which is then added to the user. When the power surpasses the user's limits, the excess energy gets expelled out through the wings.

[Regulus Nemea], also known as the [Lion King's Battle Axe], is a battle axe Longinus that contains the spirit of the Lion King, the Nemean Lion Regulus, residing within it. It has the ability to split the earth in one swing, and it also protects the user against any projectile attacks that are used against the owner.

[Canis Lykaon] , also known as the [Dog God of the Black Blade], is a Longinus that takes the form of a huge black dog with red eyes. According to [Dante's Diary] this Longinus is an independent avatar type and has its own instinct. It has the ability to produce blades from his body and can transform itself into a sword. It can also attack through shadows.

[Sephiroth Graal], also known as [Holy Grail of the Secluded World] is a Longinus, it is the "Holy Grail" from the Last Supper that Christ used and the Grail of Arthurian legend, it's also one of the Three Holy Relics.

[Incinerate Anthem], also known as the [Chief Mourner's Crucified Stand of Purple Flame] is a Longinus that is one of the [Three Holy Relics], the Incinerate Anthem, is the "Holy Cross" on which Christ was crucified. It has the ability to generate and control purple coloured Holy Flames that can incinerate Devils. This particular Longinus has a will of its own, allowing it to move independently, and even remove itself from its current wielder to a more suitable one.

[Absolute Demise], also known as the [Eternal Ice Princess], is a Longinus that can materialize a three-meter tall doll made of ice that takes a form of a woman in a dress.

[Innovate Clear] and [Telos Karma], the names of the last two gears. The information regarding it is absolutely null to the point that even Dante didn't have any readings regarding it."

"Correct, Ise-bou, you make this old man too proud..."

Vergil trailed off and finally spoke in the calculative and cold tone, for now, it was time for something he thought must be done.

"Ise-bou, there is something that must be discussed with you"

Issei stopped in the tracks and looked back at Vergil who had the same stern gaze and cold eyes, he once had when he had provided Issei with the choice of his life.

"What is it, Ossan?"

"Ise-bou...no, Issei Hyoudou, the current [Sekiryuutei], it is time for you, from this day onward you would train to unlock your [Balance Breaker]."

"[Balance Breaker]? Eh? Who's going to train me?"

Even before Vergil could speak, behind him the space was desorting and a figure was coming into view...white hair till shoulders, and a handsome facial expression. His eyes were combination of deep red and black, dancing in harmony.

The moment he entered, the entire Inferno's atmosphere calmed down as if it was listening to it...

Issei's eyes grew wide, the person before him...was...

Vergil had a smile on his face when he saw the figure and spoke,

"You took your sweet time, eh? Dante?"

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