When Rimuru stepped into the cramped, insignificant space of Luna's room, the sheer weight of her presence made the very oxygen feel like a stranger to Luna's lungs. Rimuru, with her towering stature and eyes that glowed like molten gold in the darkness, stood in silence, gazing at Luna. She wasn't merely looking; she was dissecting the very layers of Luna's existence. Yet, amidst this cold, god-like evaluation, something shifted. Rimuru, a being defined far beyond mortal emotions, felt a tremor of "attraction" at the core of her being. This girl, with her profound intelligence and obsessive loyalty, was no mere narrative accident.
Ciel, the Essence of Knowledge and Rimuru's eternal partner, synchronized with every beat of her heart, immediately sensed this shift in frequency. Unable to remain a mere observer from within, she manifested in a shimmer of silver radiance. Without uttering a word, Ciel wrapped her slender yet powerful arms around Rimuru's arm, resting her head on her shoulder—as if to remind Luna of their territory and their unbreakable bond.
Rimuru broke the silence with a voice that had shed its former simplicity, transforming into the tone of a mature, experienced, and infinitely powerful woman. Her voice was like velvet drawn over a blade's edge; soft, yet dangerously sharp.
"Well, little girl... surely you didn't expect a being like me to serve you because of that broken toy you called a 'System'? Or perhaps you thought I came to play the role of a genie, granting your petty human wishes?"
Luna, brought to her knees by this breathtaking combination of beauty and menace, bowed her head. She did not hide the slight trembling of her hands, replying in a voice overflowing with absolute devotion, "Never, Rimuru-sama. I am not even worthy of your shadow falling upon me. Your presence, witnessing this majesty... it is beyond any reward or system. I am content just to exist within the radius of your being."
Rimuru smiled, the corner of her lips curling with a mature, playful mischief. She savored Luna's honest confession. "I like that. I have always been fond of girls who know their place and listen well. Humility before absolute power is the wisest thing a mortal can offer."
Seeing the satisfaction in Rimuru's eyes, Ciel slightly loosened her hold. Rimuru took a step forward—a step that erased the distance between a creator and the created. She placed her long fingers under Luna's chin, tilting her face up until their eyes met. They were so close that Luna could catch the scent of "the void" and "stars" emanating from Rimuru's skin.
"I must admit... you are even more beautiful than the tales of this world describe," Rimuru murmured, drawing Luna's face closer. Her warm breath brushed against Luna's skin. "This beauty, when combined with such a dark intellect, creates a mixture that tempts even me."
In that moment, Luna felt her soul melting. A single sentence echoed in her mind: Even if I die this very instant, I am the most blessed creature in all the worlds.
As if reading her thoughts, Rimuru smirked, her tone turning more serious. "I did not come here for peace, Luna. Meta-Rimuru sent me to plunge this false world into chaos. I intend to crush the order of these Devils and Angels like a crumpled piece of paper. Do you have a problem with watching your world burn?"
Without a moment's hesitation, her eyes shimmering with obsessive love, Luna replied, "Whatever you do is the definition of justice. If you wish for this world to burn, I will light the torch myself."
Rimuru looked at Ciel. Ciel scrutinized Luna with an analytical gaze and remarked, "It truly is strange... Master, her loyalty and the structure of her soul bear an undeniable resemblance to my own existential pattern. Perhaps this is a gift 'Meta' intended for your amusement."
"Perhaps..." Rimuru whispered, her gaze returning to Luna. Her tone shifted abruptly from seductive to commanding and possessive. "Luna, from this moment on, you are Mine. Every fiber of your being, your soul, and even your breaths belong to me. Do you understand?"
Drowning in an illusion of power and love, Luna could only whisper, "Yes... yours..."
In a gesture that sealed the pact, Rimuru pressed her lips to Luna's forehead, leaving a soft kiss imbued with intangible power. Stepping back, she turned to Ciel with a voice full of satisfaction. "I find myself liking this girl more with every passing second. She has fascinating potential to become something far beyond a mere human."
Ciel, with a hint of playful jealousy shimmering in her silver eyes, drew closer to Rimuru again and whispered, "Master... do not forget that you still have me. I will not allow anyone to usurp the primary place in your heart."
Rimuru laughed—a laugh that heralded the collapse of DxD's Heaven and Hell. "Do not worry, Ciel... there is plenty of room for both of you in this new game."