《Pseudomonarchia Daemonum: Sìriüs The Ether Star Of Destruction》Chapter 3
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STATUS
Sirius Esther Bael
Tittle: Bael's Child Prodigy
Age: 7
Race: Dragonic Demon
Soul: Human (Abstract Concept)
Power Rank: Ex
STR: A
AGI: A+
DEX: A
MP: A++
CHA: A++
LCK: A
Sacred Gear: Gate of Babylon: The King's Treasure: Ex
Balance Breaker: Enkidu:
Chains Of Heaven
Juggernut Drive: Sha Naqba Imuru: Omniscient Omnipotent Star
Power of Destruction: As its name suggests, the Power of Destruction is a type of demonic energy, that grants its users great explosive power and can completely annihilate things when used. The Power of Destruction is said to be a very difficult power to defend against due to its erasure properties, as the most effective way to guard against it would be to counter the destruction blast with ranged attacks
Mystic Eyes Of Saṃsāra: A Mystic Eyes that manifest to Sirius Esther Bael that grants her varius abilities:
-Almighty Push
-Almigthy Pull
-Planetary Devastation
-Vector Control
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UNDERWORLD
Today Sirius is to go to the Young Devil Gathering on the order of Zekram Bael.
Sirius is excited and happy at the same. Why? Because she will meet her brother she did not saw in her life before.
Currently she is in her room preparing for the event. 'I hope I get to see Sairorg he is my brother even thought we never get to meet, those old devils are dumb even though he did not inherit the Power of Destruction. And my mother what's her name? Misha, Mila Misala,....ah Misla Bael thats her. I hope they remember me.'
'What do I do if I meet them? Tell them. Hello Mother, Hello Brother. It is I your dauther and your little sister, that you abandon to that old scheming plotting, and a double crossing villian.'
'Is that what I want to say? All I want is for them to accept me and unite my family once again.' 'I did not even meet my family. My father? Nope I did not saw him once again after my rebirth. My granfather that bastard told me that my father is missing and dont know his location. Then what about mother I ask him. He then told me that he did not care for here wherever she is. Then lastly I ask if I have a sibling, he spat that no, you dont have a failure of a sibling. Then he left me with myself. All of them abandoned me, except that old devil whom I called grandfather. And knowing him he has a plan for me schemes for me to fall into.'
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'I dont know what he plans to do to me. But I wont let myself be controled. No one is to control myself. My fate and will are mine alone and no one else.'
"My Lady we are about to arrive" A random maid told me as proced to get out of the care.
"My Lady pls be carefull. We are to fetch you later at Lord Zekram's order." A random bulter told me.
"Ok, you may go" I told them, as I procced to enter the gate of a mansion, or is it a school, gymnasium, I dont know how to classify this building but either way I enter.
The gymnassium inside is filled with people from old aristocratic old man to the little boys and girls sitting after a stage in front of them. Then there is what I can see is the parents in the side of the gymnasium.
After I enter the hall then became quiet, as if you can hear a ciccada sounding in the backgroun.
Then it began murmurs and gossips rang from inside the gymnasium from parents to kids they began to murmur to themselves or to thier fellow kids as the parents began to gossip from one another.
"Is that the Bael? Asks a random parent.
"What Bael? Asks the people beside.
"You know the one that destroyed a wholesome part of the familiar forrest using the Bael's bloodline limit!" answer the parent.
"The prodigy of the Bael that we often hear. That kind of rumor" said the other parent.
"What kind of rummor is it, I did not catch that rummor. All I know that the Bael Prodigy destroyed the big part of the familiar forest under the pretense of test that the Head of the Bael put the prodigy in" answers the parent.
"You dont know? The rumor that the Prodigy of Bael's Power of Destruction surpasses our current Maou Lucifer. As gossiped that the child is a once in a thousand years Genius surpassing the Maou Lucifer of this day" said the other parent answering the parents question.
"That strong" ask the parent.
"Yes that strong" answer the other parent.
"Is that the Bael's Prodigy. Woooow" a random kid mutters to himself.
"Wow she is cute, adorable, and beautiful all at the same time" a kid stated.
"The Prodigy where? Is that her ooohhhh she is cute" a kid told himself.
'Is that my dauther?' Thought Misla to herself. 'How can I confront her now. I abbandoned her to that old devil, under the order of the said old devil. And he falsify the missing status of my husband, and we all know that he did not dissapear but rather he is assasinated and marked as a missing devil.' Thought Misla with a sorrowful expression.
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"Mom are you okay" asks Sairaorg seeing his mother's sorrowful face.
"Yes I am quite alright Sairaorg. Dont mind me" said Misla to her son.
"Is she a family like ourself mom? She has the same name of our's!" Asks Sairaorg to his mother pointing to the white haired girl sitting in the middle of the chairs.
"Yes, she is. She is one of our clansmen Sairorg. Only a few of us are left and you and her are the only Bael's left after the Clan Head and your missing father." Misla told his son.
"Really can I talk to her?" Asks Sairaorg to his mothet hoping to talk to his near extinct clansmen.
'How can I tell Sairaorg that she is his little sibling, and I am the mother of both of them' "Okay you can talk to her" Misla told her son. 'Zekram did not order me to not talk to her. All he said is that we leave the main mansion and never to meet her in the mansion. That is what he said but he did not say that we cant meet her outside' thought Misla.
Sairaorg then procced to walk towards the said girl and sat beside her.
"Hello I am Sairaorg Bael, what's your name?" Asks Sairaorg hoping that the Prodigy of the Bael responds to his question.
'This is it, my brother that did not know that we are siblings are talking to me. What do I say, do I pretend that I dont know them? Well either way let's introduce myself'
"Hello, I am Sirius Esther Bael. Nice to meet you Sairaorg" respond Sirius to Sairaorg.
'She respond to me, and that voice. That voice the face everything screams an angelic being, but the irony that exsist in this reality' thought Sairaorg. "Nice to meet you to Sirius, we are from the same clan are we not Sirius?" Answers and question Sairaorg to Sirius.
"Yes you are right, we are from the same clan, that is the first time I get to see my fellow clansmen, other than my grandfather. He told me that my parents abbandoned me after my birth and the he told me that my father got missing after he left me. But you are the first clansmen I got to meet other than my grandfather" answers Sirius, as he turns to Sairaorg.
"Is that so" stated Sairaorg 'this is the prodigy of our clan, not that there are a lot of us left. Mother told me that we are the only Bael's left other than the other adults' thought Sairaorg as he heared Sirius mumbles something he did no get to hear.
"W-will you b-be......m-y f.........." mummbles Sirius with a face that rivals the hair of the girl that sat beside her.
"Hhhmm something you say Sirius" asks Sairaorg towards his fellowclansmen.
"I s-said w-w-will y-you.........." Sirius asks with a face so red that there are steam coming from her ears.
"I did not quite catched that?" Question Sairaorg to Sirius.
"I SAID WILL YOU BE MY FREIND!" yells Sirius loudly with a face that actually rivals the hair of the girl beside her.
The gymnasium then became quite after her sudden burst of outburst towards her brother.
'What the hell I did not mean to yell. I bet my face is so red that can put Rias' hair to shame' thought Sirius ' ahhh this is so embarsing everyone is staring at me. I want to dig a hole and stay at the hole.'
'Pls say yes pls say yes' chanted Sirius continuely to her mind.
"A-aahh okay I will be your freind, you dont need to yell suddenly" answers Sairaorg to his new freind.
"I want to be your freind to" a voice beside Sirius suddenly spoke.
"A-ah, um okay we can be freinds to. My name is Sirius nice to meet you" Sirius told the redhead beside her.
"O-okay, my name is Rias, Rias Gremory nice to meet you to Sirius. and you are?" Answer Rias as she turns toward Sairaorg.
"I am Sairaorg Bael nice to meet too Rias" Sairaorg told the redhead.
"Rias there you are i have been looking around for you, and here you are at last" a voice spoke to beside Rias.
"A-ahh Sona there you are I did not meant tk leave you behind. Ooh I have a new freinds I got." Rias told her freind that took seat beside her.
"Nice to meet you my name is Sona, Sona Sitri nice to meet you. Can we be freinds too?" Asks Sona to Rias' new freinds.
"U-uumm okay nice to meet you too Sona, my name is Sirius, Sirius Bael." Answers Sirius towards Sona
"Nice to meet you too as well my name is Sairaorg, Sairaorg Bael." Sairaorg told the newcomer.
"Nice to meet you both Sirius and Sairaorg I hope we can be good freinds" Sona told the Bael Duo.
Then after chatting for a few minutes the stage then ligts up. Then a person walkes up to the stage, and Inteoduced himself as Sirzech Lucifer, the current Maou Lucifer. And the he told the kids that are present in the event the purpose of the gathering and he told the kids that the devilkind are low in nubers that high class devils will need to recruit humans to reincarnate them into devils and build their own peerage.
Aftet the event the people then go home to theyre respective home.
Sirius then turns to her freinds and bid them goodbye and promises to meet them in the future.
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