Trials of the God-Harem King [Highschool DxD/Exalted] (CLOSED)

"Oh my!" is all Akeno manages to mutter before Raynare jumps into her arms bridal-style and buries her face into her bosom.

"Bad dragon! Bad dragon!" The ex-fallen angel cries fearfully.

"A DRAGON?!" Both Ravel and Yubelluna screams as they step back in fright.

"...Nothing to say here." With a hollow voice Dohna raises his hand.

"Seconded." Kala copies Dohna's gesture with her face in her free hand.

Eyes wide Rias turns around sharply to stares at Beowulf. "What's happening to Ise-kun? Because that's Ise-kun right?"

"Yeah, that's him. Oh right, you guys haven't received my report yet." Planting the sword in in ground the Pawn leans on it for support. "First, a bit of trivia: what makes a dragon a, well, dragon?"

"..They have reptilian traits?" Kiba offers.

"Close, but not quite. You see, to talk about the [race] of dragons is actually incorrect. While some can reproduce in the same manner as humans and devils, there are so many species and sub-species that defining them by physical traits is inadequate. Furthermore, there are some dragons that aren't born from parents: one day they just come into existence, as example by emerging from magma or from the sea."

He grins and raises a finger. "Dragons are beings born from large masses of energy that acquired sentience. As such, every being who can tap into a source of energy that resonate with the concept of [pure, unadulterated power] is considered a dragon, even those who aren't born as such. In their case it's the power that makes the race, not the opposite."

He indicates the towering form of Issei. "This little detail comes into play with Dragon-type Sacred Gear. God used to seal a lot of dragons into Sacred Gears, but even when chained the souls of such powerful beings cannot help but influence the host. That's why Dragon-type Sacred Gear users are vulnerable to Dragon-slaying weapons: because they register as Dragons themselves. But if one were to reach deeper into it, he would find an alternative way to use a Sacred Gear. You know how, inside Boosted Gear that Issei possesses, is sealed the soul of Ddraig, one of the two Heavenly Dragons?"

"Wait!" Ravel cries. "That's Issei Hyodo, the Sekiryuutei?"

"The one and only." Yubelluna starts shaking at Beowulf's words. The Pawn continues: "Issei's ability to use Boosted Gear is good, but what really shined during training is the deep bond he has with Ddraig himself. Azazel stated that, among the past Sekiryuutei, he is probably the user with the best relationship with Ddraig. They trust in each other, coupled with special circumstances and the kid's talent, is how Azazel explain his unique development."

"What did Ise-kun do?" Akeno asks while trying to calm Raynare.

"He managed to tap directly into Ddraig's soul, that normally is only used to fuel Boosted Gear's abilities, and acquire draconic traits that he can switch on and off at will. This, is his answer to the inherent limits of the human body. According to Azazel it's like seeing Ddraig reborn. In this era, we may very well assist as the re-birth of the Red Heavenly Dragon, or even a new, unbound Heavenly Dragon."

The proclamation is meet with absolute silence, as the shock prevented everyone from forming a coherent response.

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Gone was the elegant form of a martial artist combo-ing his moves. Instead now it's the savage beauty, fury and rage of a wild animal. Fangs rip and tear, your jaws tighten around anything that gets near it, while talons slice and sever.

God, you feel so good.

"Still so proud of your regeneration, phoenix?! Being able to die as many times as you like isn't so useful when your opponent doesn't even notice your attacks, is it!" Divine light and flames dance around your maw as he notices it and release a blast of air towards you. Your instincts take over and you dodge just by slightly shifting your large frame, making the attack completely miss and shred the foliage behind you.

The bonfire of Essence reaches a new crescendo. The totemic image of the great crimson dragon with scales of orichalcum that is your symbol appears in all his glory behind you, towering above everything with an impressive height of sixteen meters while he mimics your actions. Behind him an evening-colored labyrinth of ice that spins slowly, reflecting red-gold from every facet.

The Righteous flames in your jaws reaches a fever pitch and it bursts forth with a yell afterwards of:

"Holy Dragon Shot!" His eyes go wide, his mind recognizing the golden radiance as the source of his pain. Swearing under his breath he manages to dodge it by a hair's breadth, a sudden burst of air removing him from the path of the blast.

'That was like Soaring Whirlwind Sprint.'

[Phoenix, and Phenex Devils, possess power over fire and wind. So, beside your holy attacks, you and him use the same weapons. I suggest you switch to melee, but be aware: some of the more powerful attacks are created when mixing the two. If you see him doing it, dodge.]

{One instance of Perfect Defense only work against a single attack. In case of multiple hits it's better to dodge to save Essence, and observe the attack to read the rhythm and anticipate it.}

'On it!'

Your muscles ripple as your wings spread and you take flight: again your instincts take over and you fly just as easily as walking, easier in fact. Another loud roar emanates from you half joy at the freedom of flying half excitement at getting to your prey.

Seeing your approach Raiser shoots a fireball, probably to confirm if fire is really useless against you or not. With contemptuous ease you swat it away with a swing of your arm, the fine metal that made your Sacred Gear unbothered by the heat.

Your slitted eyes narrow in concentration as they track your enemy flying in the skies. Another beat of your wings and you not only close the distance but manage to slam into him, biting into his shoulder with Enemy-Castigating Solar Judgment and successfully ripping his limb off as you and him wrestle midair for supremacy. He fails and with a sickening crunch you beat him straight down into the air with a dive. Another triumphant roar escapes your mouth as you land on top of him not half second later.

He erupts into flames and proceeds to try to get you off him, but the flames and force falter before you shinning red scales and your mass proceeds to crush him further into the ground.

"Not so tough now grilled chicken bastard! Where is your haughty attitude, the one you had when you threatened to murder my friends, when you attacked me unprovoked." Nearly spitting at him your clawed hands sink further into his back as you glare with all the fury and hatred you can muster. He yells and with a quick burst of flames and wind he escapes your grip and manages to put some distance, but he seems much more exhausted, spitting blood from his mouth as his flames heal him much more slowly than before.

You too didn't escaped unharmed, your regeneration failing to heal in seconds a couple of burns on your legs. Despite his unpleasant personality his power is not something to be dismissed completely.

"Shitty Sekiryuutei brat! Sorry but I won't hold back! I don't want to admit it, but right now you are a monster! Peeeeeerish!"

A giant pair of wings of fire appears on Raiser's back who was howling. There's a whirlwind of fire surrounding him and the area is surrounded by an intense fire.

"Fire bird and Fenghuang! The hell fire of our clan that was praised as being that of a Phoenix! Taste it with your own body and turn into ashes!"

Raiser who is covered in flames rushes towards you really fast. The silhouette resembles a gigantic fire bird.

'Really, comparing yourself to a Fenghuang? The real Fenghuang would cry and slap you silly if he were to hear that.'

Adrenaline surges through your systems as your mind goes into overdrive.

No matter what, being hit fully from that attack will hurt too much to be allowed.

[] Write-in.

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Tick: 9
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I of course tried to make it fair, but it's not my fault Raiser rolls bad *snicker*.