How did a devil gain the heart of a dragon? That was the current question plaguing Y Ddraig Goch otherwise known as the Red Dragon Emperor. He spoke big like always and it did have good results this time but… he had no real idea of how to do it.
Well, that was a lie. He did have an idea but it wasn't something he could do for Damian, it was simply another thing his new host would have to do. That was, to internalize the power of a dragon.
The crimson armor of the Boosted Gear's Balance Breaker was practically draconic power materialized. It was something the God of the Bible created to deal with the overflowing draconic energy released from the Longinus when entering the Balance Breaker.
In simple terms, the newest Red Dragon Emperor would need to take that armor and store its energy within his body. Unfortunately, for the untrained body, whether it be human or devil, it would be nothing more than a death sentence.
But Damian's body was used to such stress. The infinite energy that he allowed to enter his body periodically strengthened his body to the point where it wouldn't be an exaggeration to say that he could defeat multiple ultimate class devils with his body alone.
With his host's willpower and plentiful emotional stimulus, he had unlocked the balance breaker in less than a day and was now always in the state that many coveted. At this point, Ddraig's job was over and it was only a matter of time before both their goals came to become a reality.
Usually, this would be a boring and bland time for the emperor. He was a dragon, a being of chaos and destruction, simply sitting around and doing nothing was boring. That was why he generally slept threw these times throughout the ages.
Luckily, however, there was plentiful entertainment to be found in his new host's life. His host's daily life itself was bland, simply going to school and doing paperwork in an endless cycle, but his companions made it interesting.
"Is she one as well?" Ddraig asked himself curiously, the same curiosity the human hatchlings had over his host, as he looked at yet another woman who had grown close to his host. At first, he believed the Gremory girl to be his mate but that quickly divulged into the strange love diagram that seemed to have been built without his notice.
So far, in the span of less than seventy two hours, the Red Dragon Emperor had seen seven potential mates for his partner. The Gremory girl was obvious, her Queen a surprise, her Rook even more so, while the Emperor of Roses and descendant of that bitch Leviathan was less so.
However, that was far from all of them. The always naked so called Spear Saint, a title he still scoffed at, the wandering warrior called the Technique God who seemed to be nothing more than a babbling drunk, and the equally pink haired Divine Thief who stole from the sun itself.
The number of people his partner had seduced was astounding though the Red Dragon did admit he was jumping the gun on most of them. He had seen more than once the Spear Saint bring a woman to his quarters and the Divine Thief proclaimed his love of Amaterasu daily.
However, there was no doubt that his host did have a strong bond toward both genders, even those not of his own kin. The Red Dragon had witnessed his partner training the young and talented wraith under the pleas of the Sitri girl and many such occasions occurred.
It was equally unsurprising however that his host was biased toward the Gremory girl. While his bond with the Sitri brat was strong his feelings for her paled in comparison to his care toward the crimson princess.
While he only helped one or perhaps two members of the Sitri kin he helped nearly each and every one of the Gremory group. Despite his initially rocky relationship with the daughter of the stick in the mud Baraqiel, he trained her in many fields, most of which revolved around physical combat.
Additionally, the Red Dragon witnessed the growth of one of the most talented yokai he had ever had the displeasure of seeing grow even stronger. She was one of his partner's mate candidates but her kind annoyed the dragon to no end.
He still couldn't forgive the previous Nine Tailed Fox for her transgressions of using the leylines to bind his power while he was in Japan. He had given his word he would limit his destruction to only one or two towns! That was a clear disregard for his word!
In any case, he personally voted against that one. However, he was quite interested in the bearer of the brat Arthur's soul. The Pendragon clan was one that bore his name and likeness due to their originator's bond with him so seeing his reincarnation was quite the pleasure.
It was buried quite deep, incredibly deep in fact. However, Arthur had died had clearly done a great deal of damage to his soul. But considering people knew of the Gremory brat's knight's heritage somebody skilled when it came to souls should have revealed it though the dragon couldn't even begin to guess why.
The soul was a symbol more than a blessing, it showed that that boy, Kiba, was talented in the blade and combat as a whole but besides that, it gave little to no blessings. It was merely a fancy title given to a brat too young to handle it.
Perhaps if the blade Excalibur weren't foolishly destroyed centuries ago then it could have once again shown its prominence but it didn't truly matter. In any case, if it came to the same sex Ddaig voted for him.
It was strange though. Normally, the red dragon would find such a situation far from interesting but here he was, analyzing each person as a possible mate for his partner. Perhaps it was the overwhelming contrast?
The emotionless and numb supreme being and the emotional and attractive weaklings that attached themselves to him. The contrast was great and incredibly interesting. It was as though he was reading one of those 'hentai' that his previous host used to love so much.
Those were always strange…
Nevertheless, with nothing better to do until battle came and went, unfortunately he wouldn't see combat any time soon with his host's overwhelming power, he fully invested himself in the relationship of a being that would soon reach the Infinite and the Dream.
"That vampire doesn't seem to be one…" Ddraig muttered to himself, deep in thought. If the world learned that the feared Red Dragon Emperor, a former member of the top ten strongest, was investing himself in the relationships of the Mad Dog…
Well, the boomers of the world might just die of shock.
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