"Brat. I remember you. You're the human who once tried to steal my power."
Ddraig's voice—neither clearly male nor female, but carrying a majesty that filled the world—boomed out, echoing through the endless void above Tenra.
"I'm not a brat. My name is Kamiyo Tenra, Red Dragon Emperor Ddraig."
Tenra met the gaze of legend without a hint of fear. His posture was unyielding, proud.
In an instant, a crushing pressure descended, the kind that would make lesser beings grovel. But Tenra stood tall, refusing to bow.
Ddraig studied him in silence, then spoke again.
"Human. Are you here to steal my power once more?"
"I am. Ddraig, I need your power—and you need a host like me."
No denial. No hesitation. Tenra's answer was blunt, almost defiant.
"Then give me your reason, human."
Flames erupted, encircling Tenra in a living inferno. Whether those flames would consume or spare him depended on his next words.
Tenra didn't flinch. A confident smile played at his lips.
"Red Dragon Emperor Ddraig, your nemesis Albion has awakened—and found the strongest host in history. Vali Lucifer, the miracle child who carries both Demon Lord Lucifer's blood and the strength of humanity."
"And you? Still trapped in the body of a talentless host, one whose only ambition is women's breasts. Even if he manages to awaken your power, do you really think he could stand against the White Dragon Emperor's current host?"
"So lend me your strength. Together, we'll become the greatest Red Dragon Emperor the world has ever seen!"
Arrogant? Absolutely. But humility had no place here—and with the gift of [Sacred Gear Plunder], Tenra had every right to be confident.
The world fell silent. The flames crackled, then slowly receded. Ddraig's voice returned, deeper, almost approving.
"Your reasoning is acceptable, human. Perhaps you truly could achieve it."
"Kamiyo Tenra. I will remember your name. From this moment, you are my new host."
"Take my power, partner. Become the strongest Red Dragon Emperor—defeat Albion and his host!"
He'd expected this outcome, but hearing Ddraig's words still sent a thrill through Tenra. His heart pounded with excitement.
"I will, Ddraig. Not only will I defeat Vali Lucifer, I'll take his Sacred Gear too. The power of both Heavenly Dragons will be mine!"
"Hahaha… what an arrogant partner I've chosen. But I'll hold you to those words! If you can do it, then do it—my partner…"
Ddraig's laughter still echoed as the void dissolved. Tenra's senses snapped back to reality.
Issei's screams had faded. He lay unconscious, barely breathing. In Tenra's hand, a crimson jewel pulsed with power—the legendary Sacred Gear:
Boosted Gear.
"Tenra-sama!"
Yubelluna and the girls rushed to him, faces alight with joy and awe.
Tenra nodded to them, then vanished in a flash—reappearing outside on the training field.
"Fusion."
A sharp glint in his eyes, Tenra pressed the crimson jewel to his chest. Instantly, power exploded from within.
A surge of wild, uncontrollable energy tore through him. The might of a Longinus was overwhelming—Tenra's spiritual power skyrocketed, threatening to burst his mortal shell.
"AAAAAAHHHH!"
He threw his head back and roared. Crimson armor erupted over his left arm, then spread, enveloping his entire body. With a rush of wind, a pair of red wings unfurled from his back.
"Balance Breaker! Boosted Gear Scale Mail!"
A pillar of red light shot skyward. In the instant of fusing with the Sacred Gear, Tenra had achieved the forbidden form of the Red Dragon Emperor.
Gasper and the girls, having rushed outside, could only stare in shock. Gazing up at that proud, majestic figure, Gasper's face flushed with excitement. Yubelluna and the others were utterly mesmerized.
That noble, overwhelming presence—that was their master.
High above, the pain faded. Tenra flexed his hands, feeling the raw, intoxicating power coursing through him.
Powerful. Beyond words—he felt invincible.
Over the years, Tenra had claimed many Sacred Gears, his spiritual reserves already rivaling high-class devils. Now, with [Boosted Gear] fused, his strength soared past all previous limits.
If you asked his rank now?
Maou—Demon Lord.
Beneath the armor, Tenra's lips curled in a blissful smile. He had never felt so strong.
But it still wasn't enough. He wanted more. He would become even stronger.
"Hahaha! Now this is a real partner! So much more reliable than that useless predecessor!"
Ddraig's voice rang out from the jewel set in the armor, brimming with satisfaction.
It was only natural—the stronger the host, the greater the Sacred Gear's power. Albion had found his perfect host, but now Ddraig had his as well.
Let's see whose host will prove the strongest.
"Ddraig, one day you'll see just how right you were to choose me."
Tenra's confidence was unbreakable. In the original story, Issei had pushed Ddraig's power to the limit and become a legend. But Tenra was certain—he would go even further.
He let his gaze sweep the area. He could sense the rats watching from the shadows—devils, fallen angels, exorcists, humans. He didn't care.
Let them watch. Let the world know—
The strongest Red Dragon Emperor had been born.
And soon, the white one would appear as well.
Tenra descended, wings and helmet dissolving as he touched down.
"Tenra-sama!"
Gasper dashed up, hands roaming over the gleaming armor. Yubelluna and the others hurried after, dropping to one knee in reverent salute.
"Congratulations, Master!"
To them, their master was everything. With Tenra's ascension, their joy was pure, unrestrained.
"If you really want to congratulate me, show me tonight."
Tenra lifted Yubelluna's chin, his smile wicked and hungry.
Yubelluna gazed up, eyes full of worship.
"Yes, Tenra-sama…"
…
"So that's the power to steal Sacred Gears? What a terrifying monster…"
On a rooftop, a gentle breeze ruffled the hair of several beautiful figures—Rias, Akeno, Sona, and their peerage.
"Rias, I don't think you have any chance of beating Kamiyo Tenra. Maybe you should just marry him and be done with it."
Rias clenched her fists, face set in stubborn defiance—even if her voice trembled with doubt.
"Hmph! If Sona can do it, so can I!"
Sona only chuckled, adjusting her glasses.
Kamiyo Tenra, she thought, was nothing like the losers she'd dealt with before…
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