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Next Day, Elder Council Chamber, Lilith
Every member of the Elder Council is waiting patiently for their guest to appear. Tomorrow is the big day of announcing Jiraiya-sama's official induction into devil ranks and today is the day he is going to show them his skills.
Everyone is excited to see what their beloved writer is capable of in magical arts. Regardless of his skill, he is going to get High-class status tomorrow. This is more like a formality for them.
They all felt a sudden spike in magic and in a red magic circle, came out Jiraiya. They observed the design. It has the design of a magic circle with the kanji for 'oil' and 'sage' in the middle instead of any letter or sign as in the case of all Devil Houses.
"Welcome, Jiraiya-sama. It is an honour to have you here" said the official representative for the Elder Council a man from the Gremory clan.
"Pleasure is all mine, Gremory-san," said Jiraiya.
"Please come in," he said and walked 'Jiraiya' into the Council Chamber. The doors closed behind them. All the members of the council stood in respect to the perverted Sage and Zekram, who sat at the head of the table welcomed Jiraiya officially.
"Welcome, Jiraiya. It is nice having you here" he said in Japanese to which Jiraiya nodded.
"Likewise, Great King," said Jiraiya and bowed in respect to the Great King. As the pleasantries completed, they went straight into the matter.
"My dear fellow devils, we are convened today here to see the magical capabilities of Jiraiya, the Sage. Any objections to this" asked Zekram in a commanding tone. No objections came and so he continued.
"Jiraiya, if you please start," he said and Jiraiya nodded.
"As I have explained, I use Illusion magic and as you can see, I'm here," he said and everyone nodded.
"Tell me, where am I," he asked and the person in front of him and disappeared in magic particles.
"Amazing," said one of the spectators. They all thought he was there from the beginning.
"But how, I felt you and your magic," asked one of them.
"Can you feel my touch now?" Asked Jiraiya appearing behind the man and putting a hand on his shoulder.
"Yes," he replied confused as he didn't see Jiraiya move.
"Yet, I'm not there," he said, but his voice came from another part of the hall, this time, beside Zekram. The Great King was shocked.
'How did he do that. I didn't feel him until he spoke. Could it be another illusion?' He thought. It is possible. After all, the man seems to be a master of illusion arts. He fooled all of them with his appearance and presence and now one of his members confirm that he can feel Jiraiya's touch even if the man was here, beside him.
A terrifying thought struck Zekram then.
'Could it be, all his existence is a lie. Could Jiraiya be fooling them all this time with him being someone else?' that struck an ungodly amount of fear in his heart. His people are madly in love with this perverted man. The fact that he is given High-class Devil status on the sole fact that they want him to give them more porn to read is proof enough of their love towards this perverted white-haired human.
That love towards this man was one of the factors which made Zekram agree to this proposal. But now, after witnessing his magical skills and abilities, doubt crept up into the heart of Zekram Bael. He wants nothing but to do good for his faction, his brethren. A voice rang into his head.
'You are worrying too much, Zekram. I'm here to correct the flaws that you failed to notice in the system you established. I'm not going to harm any Devils nor cause a Civil War. Don't worry' that voice said.
It was the voice of a battle-hardened man. A man who saw war and its horrors. He couldn't grasp who's it is. But he understood that what he thought was true that is the reason why that person chose to speak to him instead of just leaving him to his thoughts.
'Well played, whoever you are. As long as my race is not going to suffer, I'm going to allow this farce. But keep this in mind, if something was to happen to any member of my race, who will face my wrath' he said, hoping that person talking to him heard and heed to his words.
'I appreciate your concern, Zekram. But before you could do anything, I implore you to look into your system first. The pros and cons of it and the damage it caused to other races. Keep this in mind, you may be the Great King of the Devil Faction and the first Bael with Power of Destruction. But you are still a mortal irrespective of how long you live. If your Race did any damage to any other faction and you leave the culprit unscathed, I'll take action' the voice paused and continued.
'Remember, Zekram, there will always be a person more powerful and stronger than you in the world' said the voice and he felt a part of his mind clear up.
Zekram felt a shiver run down his spine. The coldness of the voice at the end is something he didn't feel since the beginning of the Great War. It has the same edge to it when God of the Bible cursed them with Low fertility Rates and made his Light magic cleanse them. He can still remember those words.
'From this moment forth, you who have taken Bat Wings will be the creatures of darkness and thy holy light cleanse you. You, who have fallen to the lowest of Hell suffer from low fertility rates and fight among thyselves with all the Sins' The Biblical God couldn't swallow the bitter truth that his children had fallen to a greater extent than the Fallen Angels could ever fall. And that Lucifer, one of his beloved sons betrayed him.
God of the Bible is a Kind and Gentle man. He preached to love everything and everyone. He gave a chance to anyone to change. To see his Son Lucifer fall to such an extent broke the man's heart. Though he cursed them in coldness, Zekram could still remember the pained and sorrowful look in the man's green eyes. All this happened just before the Great War started. That acted as a spark to start the bloodiest war in the history of the Supernatural world.