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If there was a single word that was describing what Issei was feeling right now, that would be rage.
Rage is a powerful emotion, one that can do two things. It is used to protect those you care for by using that rage for good. However, rage can also cost you everything you have at any moment.
But to Issei, he was gonna use that Rage to get his revenge on the one who made him what he is, no matter the cost.
He was currently glaring at someone as a purple aura seemed to flare from his body, the ground almost seemed to shake as Asia kind of felt a little scared.
The one in front of him was the one who killed him, an attractive young woman with violet eyes having a slender body. She had long silky black hair down to her hips and possessed two black feathered wings.
Her outfit consisted of black, strap-like objects (resembling leather) around and under her breasts, a thong-like piece held around her hips by three thin straps, gloves that ran right up her arms with small lengths of chains hanging from them, shoulder guard-like objects on her shoulders with three large spikes sprouting from her right shoulder, and black thigh-high heel boots.
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Just seeing her in front of him is making Issei's blood boil up, like a volcano ready to erupt.
Issei: "You..."
Raynare couldn't help but smirk at Issei's words.
Raynare: "Why yes, it is I~ Did you miss me Issei?"
A low growl escaped Issei's throat as his hardened glare didn't evert itself from Raynare, she didn't deserve to call him by his name not after what she did to him.
Issei: "You don't deserve to call me by my name you son of a bitch!"
Raynare couldn't help but laugh, this only pissed Issei more off that she found this amusing.
The black-haired boy's eyes glowed purple as the air around them seem to get very cold, Asia began to shiver slightly from both the cold and the fear that was building up inside of her.
