(A/N: I am back!! Well guys I will be now updating the book daily so stick around to hear my story. Also, provide me with feedback in the comments, and as I have horrible naming sense, I ask you to drop your ideas for the names of MC, and a good name for his clan, as the shadow clan is not cutting it.)
An insurmountable pressure befell the room when the eyes of the boys laying on the bed opened. An aura of devil and angel expanded out from the boy like a nuclear blast.
With something more… something more abstract and conceptual.
The room's shield, in place to prevent any outsider from peering into the room, couldn't contain the aura, it broke them apart like wet paper.
Continuing to spread the aura enveloped the whole world in all its glory, alerting the whole supernatural world of the awakening of the new powerhouse.
***
In a beautiful and elegant office sat a man with a posture that clearly tells of ows and regrets, signing what seemed like his 1000th paper of the day with hollow eyes and mumbling something incoherently like,
"Paperwork is my greatest enemy, paperwork is my greatest foe. Where are all these papers coming from? Shouldn't we be saving trees? Why are we making so much paper then?"
Like reaching an epiphany the man slammed his hands on the table flinging all the papers off the table and stood up with shining eyes and yelled,
"I just need to destroy all the trees, then there won't be any more paper. No more paper means no more paperwork. And I will be able to spend my time doing useful things like hearing my cute little Rias call me onii-san. Hahaha, I'm a genius."
The man was about to get on with his "brilliant" plan, only to be smacked by harisen (anime smacking fans) over his head, with such power that the man went flying into the wall, creating a dent that would have made the ancient Egyptian artists proud.
The one holding the harisen was a beautiful woman with long golden hair that flowed like a river, accentuating her beautiful face with bright red eyes that looked like two blood pearls taken from the depths of the ocean and her sizeable bust that looked like every man's dream to fondle, down to her large childbearing hips that would make any man drool to smack at least once in his lifetime. But currently on this beautiful woman's face was a coldness that would make even hell freeze over, which is ironic considering her power.
"My dear husband, you were saying something about destroying all the trees so that you don't have to do paperwork. Did I hear that correctly?"
The man who had just come out of the wall paled upon those words and started to shake his head with such ferocity that one might question the state of the man's neck.
"Of course not dear, I was just saying how much I loved paperwork and was about to go and plant more trees, also I was about to come to you to tell you how beautiful you are and that we should go on a date today."
The man with blood-red hair reaching his back and emerald green eyes, who we all know as the leader of the devil faction and one of the three Super Devils, Sirzech Lucifer, told his wife, lying as easily as breathing and changing the subject too.
His wife Katherine Ronove, blushed a little at his last words and with a small smile said,
"O-okay then we will go on a date in the evening. But till then you have to finish the work left."
Sirzech showed a big smile, and pumped his fists, whispering "Saved."
But the smile didn't last long as it turned into a serious face looking in a certain direction from the window, Katherine also looked in the same direction as her husband with a serious and cold face.
"Keep the family safe, I will see what it is." – Sirzech said to his wife, who just nodded and disappeared in a flash of light. With Sirzech following after her.
Leaving a quiet and empty room with papers scattered on the floor.
***
In a lab, a man was experimenting with something and constantly taking notes. The man was bewitchingly beautiful and attractive, appearing to be in his twenties (but he is a devil so who knows what his real age is) with light blue eyes and green hair that is slicked back.
This is another of the four great satans, his name, Ajuka Beelzebub, one of the three Super Devils. Or the most commonly known as the Creator of the Evil Pieces.
The man seemed to be fully immersed in his experiment and wasn't paying attention to his surroundings, however, this changed when he felt the aura.
And like a true scientist, he went to find the source of the aura that had piqued his curiosity in many years.
***
In a studio, that was shooting the all-time favorite show of the devil children, Magical Girl Leviathan. The main star of the show was currently practicing her lines with fervent excitement.
The star of course was one of the four great satans of the devil faction, the cute and bubbly magic girl, Serafall Leviathan. Serafall is a beautiful girl; looking in her late teens with black hair, tied in twin tails and blue eyes. Wearing her magical girl clothes, that showed her child-like body but accentuated her large breasts (She is older than 18 so relax).
Serafall's excitement vanished as she felt the aura, and true to her role as a leader of the devils went to the source of this great aura.
***
In a well-furnished office, with a beautiful interior that just screamed, "I am rich, bitch."
A man's soft snoring could be heard, there in the corner of the room far away from all the eyes, laid the fourth great satan of the devil faction, Falbium Asmodeus, the man with the Ultimate Defense.
Falbium is a tall man with a bald head and a black goatee on his chin. He has brown eyes which are barely seen by anyone due to his constant sleeping. Overall his appearance is pretty mediocre as compared to his companions but as the saying goes, don't judge a book by its cover, and Falbium truly is a living example of the saying. His normal appearance only hides his talent as a Master Tactician, and the title he earned with his own efforts as the Greatest Tactician and Strategist of the Underworld.
Falbium's snores suddenly stopped as the man opened his eyes and looked in a certain direction. With his laziness gone, the man quickly teleported towards the source of the majestic aura.