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

Interlude​

"First, let me say that I am very proud of you girls. The speed of your Sacred Gears' mastery is astounding."

Deep inside the Grigori's secret base situated in the city where Kuoh Academy stand Azazel, Governor General of the Fallen Angel, is walking down a long spotless corridor, the two sisters Ruby Rose and Yang Xiao Long behind him.

"For real? You mean it?" Ruby, asks, eyes sparkling at the praise.

Azazel nods. "Absolutely. Of course every Sacred Gear is different, but as one who studied them for a long time I can say with absolute certainty the compatibility between you and your Gears is extremely high. Tell me, what do you know of the Magnus as a whole?"

"What Ise told us." Yang replies. "That they were created during the last war between the Three Factions and gifted to four half angel guys. And that there are sixteen of them."

"Correct: four for each Horseman. Each Gear possessed by them form a set, and they share the same typology." He holds up four fingers. "Each Horseman had a Weapon, a Wide Area Attack, a Passive Effect and, finally, a Ride."

"Ride?"

"In the Book of Revelation it is recorded each Horseman ride a horse of different color. Those were their Ride-Type Magnus. Now, there is a little piece of information about the Magnus only a few people, me included, are aware of."

They reach a large door. Azazel inputs a code into a keyboard and the door open, letting them continue.

"The original wielders weren't born with them, they were given them when they were already adults. As every single Sacred Gear before could only be granted to a person at his birth, God build the Magnus with a special code that allow them to bond with a suitable wielder and even leaving without killing him."

"So..." Ruby puts a finger on her lips. "Does this mean it's possible for someone to collect all the Gears?"

"Only four of a kind because each set is mutually exclusive to each other, but yes." Azazel smiles with approval. "Of course nobody has ever reunited all Magnus since the Great War. Even us Grigori only own three of them. And, oh look, two of them are Gear of War and Death."

"You mean, like ours..!"

"Exact." The Fallen Angel's smile turns into a smirk. They reach another door, where subordinates of Azazel are working on handheld computers. "And since you showed such a high compatibility, I thought you should have a chance to...let's say 'tame' them. Is everything alright?"

"Yes Azazel-sama." One of the subordinates replies. "The bindings are secure. But please hurry: I detect rising levels of excitement, if it continues the bindings will break."

"Oh oh. Perfect. They can feel them too. Open the door!" He commands.

The door opens with a 'HISS', a slight white mist rolling out from inside. Azazel stands aside and gestures for the sisters to walk inside. "Don't worry, there is no danger."

At first the sisters hesitate. But then they feel their Sacred Gears react, as if something was calling for them. Nodding to reinforce each other's determination they walk inside. And gasp at what they find.

There, secured to the ground with chains made of energy on their legs, are suits of armor for horses. Only, they are moving as if they are alive, azure fire burning inside the openings and the eye sockets. One is red like spilled blood, while the other is a pale grey, like the skin of a cadaver. The armored horses seem to notice the sisters' entrance, as they turn to them and begin let out mechanical-like neighs.

At the same time Crescent Rose and Ember Celica's reactions get stronger and stronger.

"Red Horse and Pale Horse." Azazel says without stepping inside. "You are resonating with them, right? Don't worry, try to touch them: they will not hurt you."

"You sure, Goate-Ojisan?"

As Azazel cringes at Yang's nickname for him Ruby, as if in a daze, steps closer to the Pale Horse. It, on the same token, neighs again and stretch its neck forward, legs futilely tugging at the chains. "You...wants to become mine?" She asks.

The is confirmation in the horse's next neigh. Clenching her fists to reaffirm her resolution Ruby holds out a hand and, as if in slow motion, rests in on the Pale Horse's muzzle.

A blinding flash of light.

"Oh? So they can change form depending on the user? How interesting."

 

Interlude 2​

One day after Issei met the Nura Clan

"Is this the place?" Shougo Kitsukawa comments aloud with a bored tone while looking left and right. The day before leaving Issei gave him a piece of paper with a date and the instructions to reach the place he is now, telling him he arranged a meeting with someone who can help him.

"Kitsukawa Shougo-kun I presume?" A voice suddenly says behind him.

Reacting with surprising speed the blonde boy spins around and lashes out with a punch, but the figure that managed to sneak up on him blocks it. Without even caring to take on more details Shougo begins a furious and chaotic storms of blows, each block widening the grin on his lips by a fraction. Suddenly he tries with an uppercut, his fist glowing with a golden light.

FWOOSH

The figure, for the first time since the beginning of the clash, evades and moves outside Shougo's range.

"Ohohoh! That last one was dangerous." Now that Shougo can see better the mysterious figure reveals itself to be an old man higher than him, with a fairly large muscular body, blond hair and a beard wearing a simple kimono.

"You're good." Despite the growing excitement Shougo refrains from attacking further, his instincts telling him that hearing what the old man has to say would be beneficial.

"Ohoh! And you've a large well of untapped potential." The stranger raises a bushy eyebrow. "Hyodo-kun's judgment was accurate."

"Are you the guy Issei said can help me?"

"Indeed. Hyodo-kun did us a great favour, so I decided to repay him. That's when he told me about you." He crosses his arms over his chest, his expression turning serious. "Tell me Kitsukawa Shougo-kun: why do you follow the Path of Martial Arts? And why did you decided to fight the monsters that lurk in the darkness outside humanity?"

"It makes me feel alive." He replies simply and truthfully. "The normal world is dull and boring. The world Issei showed me instead is exciting, it feels more real."

The old man appears surprised before starting to mumble to himself. "...a mirror, minus fifty years..." He straightens up. "Not a very wise decision, but I understand perfectly your point of view." He begins to walk around Shougo. "I suppose it was good luck, that I found you before you fell down a bad road."

He stops and clears his throat "Oh, but where are my manners? My name Furinji Hayato. I'm just an old man who knows a bit about martial arts."

He raises a hand, palm facing the sky and azure energy covering it.

"Tell me Shougo-kun: do you know what [Touki] is?"