[Act 2 Begin]

~Eden~

7:39 AM, September 9, 2002.

Dear, Journal... Eden here. It’s been a while since I last saw you. Well, at least Katrina was willing to send someone to pick you up and digitalize you.

Hinata and I have been spending a lot of time together. She’s really damn sweet, despite being iffy about things. True... she caught me at a bad time in my life, and maybe I’m still getting over Krystal. Still, we’re similar... very similar.

I’m getting settled in pretty well. I think I have my first training session tomorrow. Heh... little did they know I’ve been practicing in virtual sessions with Hinata. We never really trained together, but she said I’m doing quite well. At least I’ve gotten used to the crunching of bone and sinew by now.

My dragon form is really weird. An Angelic Dragon, apparently. I’ve only seen an outline of it around me in-training. It seems to increase my abilities multiple times over.

I told Katrina not to materialize my dick yet. I mean, it would be for the best that Hinata doesn’t see my seven-inch pianist and his sizeable meatballs in all their glory just yet. But I mean, what will happen when she does? Will she freak out?

Anyway, nothing much has happened yet. I mean, I had a conversation with Opal the other day. She’s not as bad as everyone makes her out to be. She doesn’t even seem to be a nympho, just a confused girl who sees sex as the answer to everything. Well, anyway, I have to go train... and shove a certain Kitsune’s head all the way up his ass.

The training room was something Eden never expected. Floors of green grids which illuminated upon being stepped on, yellow, glowing platforms and a backdrop that seemed to be the cosmos itself.

“So.... Eden... you ready?” Densetsu’s words were paired with a smug grin as he cracked his knuckles.

A chuckle erupted from Eden’s throat as he looked to his new girlfriend, then Densetsu. Hinata had smirked at him, her eyes narrowing in sinister joy. As Eden looked to his opponent, she let out a cackle, causing the kitsune visual discomfort.

Raising an eyebrow, Densetsu crossed his arms, “What is all this about?”

“Angelic Dragon, Anthro-Form, Level One. Activate Speed Booster Alpha. Erect Physical Shied Alpha.”

Upon Eden’s words, his body became numb to pain and began to shift, pearl-shaded feathers erupting from his entire form, his bones contorting and golden claws erupting from his hands. His face shifted, becoming a feathered draconic muzzle in the shape of an eagle, his eyes changing to a shade of teal green. His hands and feet twisted into a more paw-esque shape and a long, slender tail burst from his back.

The second effect took place, the muscles in Eden’s legs becoming more compact and slightly denser. The third followed, a yellow barrier forming around his body.

Densetsu’s expression was easily seen to be one of shock to Eden. He clearly didn’t expect Hinata to train him to this point. Although Eden was fully aware of Densetsu and grateful for pushing Hinata into a relationship with him, he also knew he needed to show the amount of strength he had gained said relationship so far.

His eyes narrowing, Densetsu dashed at Eden full-force, a katar forming in his hand as his speed visually increased to mach 1. Moving swiftly, Eden prepared himself to counter.

Upon feeling the G-force from Densetsu’s rush approach, Eden crouched into a jumping position. Densetsu grinned, creating a barrier of magical blue flame above Eden’s body as lunged towards him.

A clang resounded throughout the room as the wind burst around them. Eden flashed a smug grin, blocking the blow with two thin, clean-edged chakrams of yellow-green angelic energy. Densetsu grimaced at his tactic, only for his eyes to widen shortly after.

His ploy had worked. The third, serrated-edged chakram he had placed around Densetsu’s neck using his tail flipped inside-out, the shark-tooth blades digging into the throat of his opponent, slowly carving away fur and flesh. Blood trickled from the throat of the kitsune as he struggled against the twin circles which blocked his weapon.

“Please, kid... you don’t have the stomach to...”

The chakram spun, fur, flesh, blood and sinew splattering across the floor as Densetsu’s neck was rended to mere crimson-speckled bone before he could speak further, his cateriod artery spraying as if all above his neck was a gruesome fountain. He stood for seconds before falling to the floor.

“Well, that’s that. I guess I have to wait until he regenerates now.”

After a moment, Densetsu’s body mended itself. Eden could easily read his expression to be one of impressment as he extended his hand towards him.

It came as a slight shock to Eden when Densetsu grasped his hand, shaking it. To his surprise, this was followed by a hug. A manly hug, but a hug nonetheless. After breaking, Densetsu placed a hand on his shoulder.

With a smile, Densetsu nodded to Eden, “Kid, Hinata really made a man out of you. I knew I was right to push her into giving you a shot. She really helped you grow. Heh... or maybe you’re helping each other grow.”

“Yeah... you...,” Eden spoke, only to raise an eyebrow in suspicion at his next words, “Wait... You’re not really an asshole, are you?”

With a chuckle, Densetsu turned away, folding his arms, “Heh... I can be when I want. I just pick and choose my asshole moments. Not like I really care much for fluffy ones.”

“This is enough,” Katrina spoke, approaching them, “The round is concluded. Eden wins with a grade of A. Densetsu loses with a grade of D. Opal wins with a grade of C, Hinata loses with a grade of A.”

With a snap of Katrina’s fingers, Eden found himself back in his room with a visually content Hinata.