I arrive at the testing grounds for our induction. From what I was told if you fail this entrance exam you're immediately sent home or possibly die, not that I'm worried. I step down the stairs and I see my little vampire being bullied by some pompous dick head.
"What's going on here!?" I shout down.
The tall, muscular blond headed boy turns to look at me, his eyes burning with distain and hold a heavy intent to kill. His eyes lock onto mine and he exclaims back "just showing this dirty 'red fang' how this place works."
'red fang' I inwardly question.
"So what makes you the teacher here. What gives you the right to terrorise this girl?"
"This creature isn't a girl, it's a lowly blood sucker. They're part of the scum left in the demon race"
"Your opinion is invalid in front of a true devil." I imbued my words with magic and they take effect by silencing the muscle heads discrimination.
"I can't say it? What have you done?" He asked horrified.
"It's simple I imbued my words with magic with source magic. But a lowly commoner such as yourself won't understand.
In a fit of rage he runs towards my, racing up the numerous steps between myself and him. He throws a punch at my face but before it can land both he and I are teleported away.
I notice that my surroundings had changed from the stairs leading to the seats surrounding the arena to a room that served as the arenas east entrance.
The bat from before made another appearance and began to explain the rules. "the rules of this first trial are as follows: 1. Participants may not accept outside help and may only use what they have with them or what is provided within this room, 2. A winner is declared upon the death or surrender of one participant, 3. Participants may choose to have an alternate win condition if both candidates agree to the terms." The rules were over and after a final message the gates will open. "may the devil king come to us and may tyranny befall us again." With that the gates open.
I stepped out from my corner and walked promptly toward the centre of the arena where I proceded to wait for my opponent. I chose to bring no magic gear from the preparation room with me, however the blonde muscle-head chose to be fully kitted. The boy had adorned himself with rather shit gear from my standards but, from what I learnt of this world during my childhood it's rather average. The armour he wore was blood red and rather slim looking, obviously it was made using thin sheets of magiplate and then enchanted to be more protective but what struck me as odd were the large spikes atop the shoulders.
He drew his sword and the blade burst into flames. Muscle-boy chuckled and proudly exclaimed "how's the heat from my personal demon sword 'Zerofeil'?"
I grinned at the boy before leaping backwards to distance myself, my clothes were new of course and I don't want them on fire (even if I could just extinguish that flame but then there's no fun).
"boy how about a wager?"
"A wager? what kind?" he replied mockingly as if to say that he has no chance of losing.
"if I can block your next 10 attacks flawlessly and not have any item of clothing burnt then you leave my little vamp alone for good. If however you manage to deal any damage to me or my clothing then I shall fight you to my... 'fullest'. how's that?"
"Agreed as long as if I win the fight I get to kill that red fang"
"I won't stop you, provided you win blondie"
within seconds he sprinted at me with all he had before attempting to land a pathetic combo attack imbued with minor traces of his own magic. His sword flying from every angle possible. Without effort on my end I block all his attacks but one which I allow to scruff my shoulder, I don't want the fun to end just yet.
"oh look a smudge on my shoulder from your fire poker"
"I won't the bet so now we fight properly. I wanna embarrass you half breed as much as I can"
"then let's exchange names, I'll go first. My name is Lurani Phantoviere kinda anyway"
"How can we give introductions when you won't speak your actual name? I'm Zendor Kinstrail, noble demon of branch family Kinstrail, descendant of the Bloodfallen and Frostmont families."
"oh the low tier noble houses and you're not even formally part of either given your family name," a grin forms on my face and I Burt's into laughter "you're a lowly noble almost a commoner and you're still this pretentious?"
"you dare mock my family you no name demon!"
he rushes at me again this time with more speed. He appears to be using the boots to their fullest and is picking up quite a tremendous amount of speed. 'oh well' I thought 'no use being too mean but I've got to show my strength, I can't have lil miss vampy vamp getting bullied all the time.'
I run toward him and slam my head into his denting his helmet and firing him across the arena back to where he started. He pulls off the now useless helm and stare at me while blood trickles down from his forehead.
"Listen all of you who believe that it is right to bully another based on their herratige or their race, know that it is not and that I shall personally put an end to it if it happens to that girl over there!" I point at my vampire in the seats watching the fight. Her face goes red and a look of pure embarrassment takes over what was a amazement. "To those who are hear to witness my name is Licifous, first born to Lucifer the original devil and former devil king. I have made my return and I shall not stand for intolerance in the age of peace I originally died for!" My voice echoes around the arena and everyone looks on in confusion as if I had said something wrong. I look at the blonde boy and activate my 'Eyes of Chaos' destroying all his Armour leaving him in his regular clothes. "as for you, child. You shall face punishment here and now for what you have done to her."
I step towards him nice and slow but after a few steps I had activated a magic circle I had placed upon entering the arena for the first time, it teleported me right in front of the kid. I pick him up by his face and whisper "this is the punishment you deserve, be thankful you only did what you did once. If however I hear you've done it again the punishment worsens."
I push his head into the wall and procede to kick him in the chest which surprisingly damaged the wall a lot more than I had expected. As the wall crumbled away a little leaving a clear exit into one of the preparation rooms. My arm reaches out and grips his wrist tightly, I smile and tug. The crunching and tearing of his bones and muscle begin to ring out along with his cries of agony. His screams fill the hall. As blood sprays onto the floor and the sounds begin to soften a final rip is heard as I pull clean away his left arm followed by his right.I heal his severed limbs and repeat the process as the crowd watches on in pure horror, well all except one. My little vampire looked on in amusement and appreciation that finally someone took her side. I continue ripping his arms off and healing him until the pool of blood became a bit too much after that I stopped.
I lent in close to his ear and softly spoke "next time I won't do 50 I'll do 100 so surrender and leave her alone."
"I-I forfeit."
With those two word spoken I had advanced to stage 2.