[Gremory Manor: 3rd Person Pov]
Sirzechs sat on the dining room table, the two orbs of destruction continuing to rotate clock and counterclockwise like miniature planets orbiting around their star as Sirzechs questioned with a frown.
"Did I perhaps do something bad to be summoned?"
Venelana shook her head as she spoke.
"Sirzechs. You're only two years old, why do you train yourself so much? It's alright for you to enjoy your youth you know that right?"
Sirzechs nodded.
"I want to grow stronger. But there are two main reasons for it."
Sirzechs raised two tiny fingers pulling his middle finger down first he spoke.
"The first reason is rather simple. I simply desire to grow more powerful. There's literally nothing beyond that."
Sirzechs brought down his middle finger as he continued.
"And secondly. I'm not ignorant of the tensions between the old generation Satans and the other Devil Households. War will happen, and I want to ensure I am strong enough to protect us all."
Sirzechs lowered his index finger as he spoke with deep conviction as he looked his parents in their eyes causing them to purse their lips as they sighed.
"Sirzechs. We appreciate your worry, but your still 2 years old. You are much to young to start caring about war and petty politics."
Venelana spoke displeased. However her husband Zeoticus looked upon the intensity and conviction in Sirzechs eyes. Seeing how serious his son was about his pursuit for power he spoke.
"Alright then. Sirzechs Gremory, I will find mentors to train you to let you pursue your desires."
Venelana's eyes widened at Zeoticus's words as she was about to protest Zeoticus gazed at her out of the corner of his eyes and seeing just how serious the expression on his face was she knew he had made his mind up. This wasn't her husband speaking. It was the Lord Of The Gremory's Zeoticus so she kept her protest to herself as Zeoticus continued.
"However, if you are to further train in your magic, you must do it under your mother's supervision. After all, when it comes to mastery over the power of destruction there is none as skilled as your mother even bearing the title Flaxen-haired Madame of Extinction due to her incredible mastery over her bloodlines power."
Sirzechs nodded as he questioned.
"And what of physical and weapon training? I can't be too reliant upon my demonic power to solve all my issues."
Zeoticus seemed surprised.
"You also want physical and weapon training? That's quite the surprise, most of us just rely upon our demonic powers for combat and anything physically related to combat we leave it to our combat oriented servants. However, I don't see why not. If you truly want both training in magical and physical combat I can prepare them for you."
Sirzechs bowed respectfully.
"Thank you father."
Zeoticus nodded as he spoke.
"However Sirzechs, you must also make time for your studies. Demonic History, mathematics, science, politics, diplomacy and noble etiquette understood? After all, you are still the future heir of our household, so we might as well get you ready for the future especially if a civil war does break out."
Venelana glanced at her husband before sighing as Sirzechs replied.
"That is fine with me father."
Zeoticus looked to his wife.
"Venelana?"
Venelana nodded her head in agreement.
"Those terms are fine with me as well dear."
Zeoticus nodded as he spoke.
"Have a seat Sirzechs. The maids will bring in our lunch, and after you have eaten go ahead and rest for the day, and tomorrow we will begin your training."
Sirzechs nodded his head.
"Understood Father."
Sirzechs took a seat at the dining room table as the maids walked in with their lunch. And after finishing Sirzechs excused himself to leave and rest for the remainder of the day while the two orbs of destruction continue rotating around himself like celestial bodies at different speeds and directions.
After Sirzechs had left Venelana spoke sadly.
"What a tragedy it is to be born a genius. To think at just two years old he already has such a deep awareness of the state of the world around himself."
Zeoticus sighed.
"It's fine. As difficult as it is, it's better we guide him properly before he hurts himself or others trying to learn and master his demonic powers. Honestly, the boy is already close to breaking into the level of Satan Class devils. Reaching the peak of Ultimate Class at just 2 years old, I doubt anyone in his generation can hope to match this level of monstrous talent."
Venelana agreed.
"We will also need to teach him to surpress his magical power, because if any of the old Satans catch wind that a boy of just 2 years is already close to breaking through into the Satan Class category they won't stand idly by and let him continue to grow. They will either try to recruit or assassinate Sirzechs depending what he chooses."
-(Scene Break)-
The following day, Sirzechs stood once more in the training grounds of the Gremory manor his orbs of destruction continue rotating around himself slowing down, accelerating, and changing directions. And standing before him was his mother Venelana Gremory.
"Before we begin today's training Sirzechs, tell me what do you know of Demonic Power?"
Sirzechs paused before he replied.
"Demonic Power is what allows Devil's to create and control various phenomena using both one's power and imagination."
Venelana nodded as she spoke.
"That's good. You already have a basic understanding of how our powers work. Since that is the case, let's begin your training for today. I will attack you with my own power of destruction, and I want you to either try and counter it, nullify it or dodge it. I take it that those orbs that rotate and spin all around you is how you train your output of demonic power?"
Sirzechs nodded as he replied.
"That's right. Because I have so much demonic power, it's difficult to control how much I use in a single attack. And I don't want to throw attacks that wastes a lot of my power, but doesn't hit my opponents."
Venelana nodded as a crimson black aura seeped out of her body as she spoke.
"Here I come Sirzechs."
In an instant a few orbs of destruction manifested around herself that she shot towards Sirzechs at a decent rate of speed.
Sirzechs manifested his bat wings as 9 pairs came out of his back showcasing him already close to reaching Satan class level of power as he flew into the air and summoned hundreds of orbs of destruction as Venelena's attacks missed him and struck the ground causing some parts of the land to disappear.
Meanwhile in the air, Sirzechs thought to himself.
'This is good. Over a hundred orbs while maintaining flight and I've kept my control over the total output of the attack as low as I can go for at the moment. This bodies talent is truly insane and incredible. However.'
Sirzechs raised his palm as one of the orbs began to change shape.
'I can only do this because she's my mother and won't attack me when I'm vulnerable.'
Sirzechs began conceptualising the image in his mind. The shape, length, size and weight. And when he had the image in his mind of what he was trying to do with his orb he began pouring demonic power into the concept. And slowly the orb of Destruction in the air began morphing into something else. A lance. A spear shaped mass of destruction held together by sheer control and will.
Venelana's eyes widened in surprise as she watched Sirzechs morphing his own power of destruction into a different shape changing into a lance. Sweat dripped down Sirzechs face and after 10 whole seconds it was complete as he lowered his palm and instantly the lance of destruction shot at her. Venelana raised her palm creating a barrier as the lance struck.
[*Clang!*]
'He gave the lance of destruction actual mass!? Oh Sirzechs my sweet baby boy mama is so proud of you!'
Venelana exclaimed to herself both shock and pride welling up in her chest at what Sirzechs had just done. And soon enough her smiled faded and she turned serious as she thought to herself.
'That's no good. He won't grow without a little bit of a struggle. As his mother, I'll start taking him more seriously from here on out.'
Sirzechs frowned wiping the sweat from his face as he witnessed his attack fail to even dent his mothers barrier as well as the sudden seriousness in her expression as more and more orbs manifested around herself.
"?!"
Sirzechs watched in surprise as Venelana changed the shapes of her own orbs of destruction into various weapons from lances, to swords as he heard her speak.
"Get ready Sirzechs! From here on out mama will start taking things more seriously!"
Then she fired the hundreds of lances and sword shaped power of destruction towards Sirzechs who clicked his tongue and shot the hundreds of orbs he had originally manifested to shoot down her constructs. However, Venelana smiled gently as she spoke.
"Now. Now Sirzechs, your going to need much more than that to counter my attacks."
Sirzechs watched in disbelief as the constructs of destruction met his orbs only to effortlessly pierce through them and rush to him.
'Damn. I underestimated how powerful my mother would be. She's got the experience and control while I have the only the sheer quantity of demonic power to counter her.'
Sirzechs shot higher into the air to avoid her attacks only for the constructs to chase after him.
"Let's try getting a little creative."
Sirzechs manifests an energy barrier to block the incoming attacks before closing his eyes and using his own demonic power to (Scan) the attack striking his barrier. The energy used in the attack, as well as it's structural pattern is what he studies.
(*Fracture*) (*Crack*)
Sirzechs barrier began fracturing and cracking from the constant barrage of attacks and his demonic power being pumped to maintain the barriers structure, and his flight causing more and more sweat to drip down Sirzechs face as Venelana tilted her head in curiosity.
"Just what is that boy up to now?"
Sirzechs kept his eyes closed his mental strength dwindling and energy draining at an alarming rate but he pushed through until he finally grasped what he was studying.
And then, Sirzechs completely dissipated his barrier and instead a massive magic circle appeared beneath him as Venelana watched in fascination as all her constructs dissipate but at the same time Sirzechs is pushed back.
"Fascinating! He analysed the energy used in my attack, and created a secondary barrier of sorts with the magic circle infused with the Power Of Destruction that acts as an equaliser to the energy output in my own attacks causing equilibrium and nullifying the energy aspect of the attack and relying on the power of destruction to nullify the mass as well. But because it still *struck* him before he could erase the mass he was pushed back! My son is truly a peerless genius!"
Venelana gushed in excitement as she watched Sirzechs slowly landing onto the ground sweating and panting in exhaustion while Venelana herself wasn't even winded. She rushed to her son capturing him in a crushing bear hug pulling his head into her breasts not caring of the sweat around him as she praised.
"Oh my sweet baby boy, your so much more talented than mommy expected! Who knew you would come up with such unique attacks and counters all by yourself! Your father will be so proud to hear of what happened today!"
Meanwhile Sirzechs himself was suffocating in between his mothers breasts desperately patting her arm to have her let him go so he can breathe.
"Oops."
Venelana chuckled slightly as she broke the hug allowing Sirzechs the taste of air once again.
{*GASP*}
'I'm Alive!'
Venelana's eyes softened as she spoke.
"But I mean it Sirzechs. What you've just accomplished is amazing. The number of people I can imagine that can do what you've done can be counted on one hand, and there would still be plenty of fingers remaining."
Sirzechs took control of his breathing as he spoke.
"Thank you for the praise mother. But for now, let's continue please. I still have a lot more demonic power left over, and it's not easy to be able to experience an empty container with how much demonic power I possess."
Venelana frowned as she whacked Sirzechs atop his head.
"Come on Sirzechs. If you use every drop of demonic power you possess, you won't have enough for your physical training after wards."
Sirzechs just shook his head as he spoke.
"I'll keep it controlled. When I'm close to almost emptying my reserves I'll stop. So please mother, let's continue!"
Seeing the burning flames of passion in his eyes she gave in.
"*Sigh* Alright. Let's continue. But be careful not to fully empty your reserves understood?"
Sirzechs nodded as he unfurled his wings and shot into the air preparing for round two.
-(Scene Break.)-
'Ugh. Fuck. My head feels like someone drilling into my skull with a jack hammer.'
Venelana watched her gasping for breath on the ground, his demonic reserves nearly empty as she worriedly thought to herself.
'Did I perhaps go too far? No, it's fine, this is what Sirzechs wanted.'
Just then, a maid walked into the training facility as she bowed respectfully holding a towel and a bottle of water.
"Lady Venelana. I'm here for the physical training of the young Lord."
Venelena nodded her head as she replied to one of the many Harem members of her husband.
"Thank you Mia. I'll leave my son in your hands."
Once Venelana had left, Mia handed Sirzechs the towel and bottled water which he accepted gratefully.
"Thank you."
Mia bowed as she spoke.
"It's my pleasure young Lord. Starting today, I am in charge of your physical and weapons training. However, all I can teach you are the basics in weapon handling, their respective stances and footwork."
Sirzechs pondered for a bit before replying.
"That's more than enough. Thank you Mia."
Mia nodded as Sirzechs stood up and used his magic to recover from his intense headache as they spent 2 hours on the physical aspect of his training. The first hour was spent doing various callisthenics to build a stronger upper and lower body, and the other hour was spent having him learn the basics for various weapons. After he was done with his training for the day, Sirzechs would return to his room and was bathed by the maids much to his dismay not because he didn't like to be in the presence of many beautiful women. Or Devils in his case, it's just really awkward for him when they all kept praising him and talking about how lucky any future harem members of his would be if he would grow up to be as good in bed as his father is.
And after that awkward shower, Sirzechs was brought to the dining room to have a post workout meal, then he was called into his fathers study where he was then taught about Demonic History, Mathematics, Science, Politics, Diplomacy and Noble etiquette before he sat down with his mother and father in the dining room to enjoy dinner together and then Sirzechs would be put to sleep by his mother before. And that's how his daily routine went about for the next 3 years until he turned 5 where he would take a massive change in his life's direction.
(Timeskip)
{1515 AD: Gremory Manor}
Sirzechs now 5 years old, stood in front of a massive mirror as his mother neatly tied a bow tie under Sirzechs collar as she spoke.
"Are you excited to meet with the other noble heirs of the 72 pillar households?"
Sirzechs shook his head as he replied.
"Not really. I'd prefer to just stay back and train."
Venelana flicked his forehead as she chastised.
"If you don't attend this event, how are you going to put into practice what your father has taught you? Besides, it's not often the Bael Household hosts a gathering for young noble devils. Your generation has the most number of heirs and heiresses ever born, so it's not that surprising they are holding this event. It's also an excellent opportunity for you to build your own connections with other households."
Venelana gave a cheeky grin as she teased.
"And who knows, maybe you'll even find a heiress that can finally melt away that neutral expression you've made into your default face. You won't be able to get a nice wife when you look so serious and scary you know?"
Sirzechs sighed.
"Yes. Yes mother I understand. I'll try my best to socialise and build my connections with other households."
Venelana smiled proudly before her expression turned serious.
"Remember Sirzechs. Under absolutely no circumstances or condition are you to reveal your current level of power. Keep your demonic power output only at the peak of high class.
The Ancestor of the Bael House Lord Zekram Bael isn't so easily fooled, and if it comes out that a child no older than 5 is already close to the peak of Satan Class, forget Lord Bael alone, the entire underworld will have been shaken and no doubt the other Pillar Households will do anything and everything in their power to get a hold of you.
You are undoubtedly one of the most powerful devils the Underworld has ever produced, but you are severely lacking in experience when it comes to combat against opponents of equal demonic power output and millennia of experience."
Sirzechs nodded his head as he reassured his mother.
"I promise you. I won't do anything to get myself into trouble. The last thing I need are millennia old men after me."
Venelana smiled at his words as she stood up.
"Alright. Are you ready Sirzechs?"
Sirzechs looked helpless as he answered.
"If I say no do we stay?"
Venelana smiled.
"No."
Sirzechs sighed
"I thought as much."
Sirzechs walked out of his room with his mother as Zeoticus waited for them. He smiled seeing Sirzechs.
"You look like a handsome young devil."
Sirzechs nodded.
"Thank You father."
Zeoticus turned to his wife.
"Is there anything else that needs to be prepared?"
Venelana shook her head as both herself and Sirzechs stood next to Zeoticus who spoke.
"Then come, we have a gathering of the Pillar Households to attend."
In a flash of crimson the Gremory Household sigil appeared beneath their feet as they disappeared in a teleportation magic circle. And soon enough they appeared not at the Manor of the Bael Household, but a different Manor just as Luxurious with marble pillars supporting it's structure, the Iconic Bael House symbol on it as two beautiful maids waited out front and bowed respectfully to the Gremory family.
"Welcome Houshold Of The Gremory's"
"Welcome Household Of The Gremory's"
They opened the beautifully carved wooden doors as the maid on the left spoke.
"Only the Heir's of the 72 pillars is allowed past this point. Those are the rules enforced by Lord Bael."
Both Venelana and Zeoticus nodded as Sirzechs walked forward entering the door as the maids closed them behind him. His presence attracted the gaze of the other heirs, but only for a few seconds before they went back to whatever they were doing earlier.
However. Sirzechs frowned, his gaze locked onto a single individual seated on a marbled throne. A middle-aged man in his 40's with dark silver hair and hazel eyes along with long hair and a beard also silver in colour. However, from Sirzechs point of view, the old man possessed a bottomless and creepy aura around his body.
'Rizevim Livan Lucifer.'
And just like that, the current Lucifer and the future Lucifer came face to face for the first time.
-(Scene End)-
[AN: So good news. I think, but no promises, but I think I can manage 1 chapter a month for both Rimuru and Sirzechs ff. Anos ff still unsure. Have been facing a lot of writers block. So see you all tomorrow or the day after for the Rimuru ff.]
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