Five years has passed since your children were born. Five years since Lord Micheal told you that you will be fighting in the front lines of a great battle. Nothing has happen yet and you are thankful of that. Knowing a war can happen anytime and you may never see your family again which kills you inside.

"You ok baby?" Xenovia steps outside on the porch.

"Yea I'm good just thinking what Lord Micheal said." You reply.

"Oh, I thought so well dont worry we will be safw if you do go. I wont back down a fight."

It was already late at night so your children were fast asleep. Sirzechs was kind enough to buy you a house to raise a family in. It was so large even with just the four of you living there. The house has so many rooms that you don't even need, but you took the gift to please him.

Your children took after the both of you. Seems like they inherited the speed and sword skills from Xenovia while they inherited your sacred gear powers. Even Sirzechs was shock, because he never though sacred gear powers could be inherited. Yet theirs were different in many ways from yours. Your son can control fire with his and your daughter's gear controls lighting.

"I'm heading to bed dear." Xenovia kisses your head and went inside the house.

"I bet you are wondering how your children got sacred gears?"

You haven't heard your dragon speak in forever. Felt like a lifetime since he last spoke.

"How is it possible and where have you been? You ask.

"I been here with you idiot." Shieldchiller said.

"Rude"

"Suck it up and dont ask stupid questions. You can say, I had more powers in me than you thought. I transfer some of that over to your children when they were born."

"Then why do they act different?"

"If you mean the elementals? I follow what was more suited for them."

"It is possible for me to learn to use the same powers? I may need them soon." You gulp.

"Of course you can hell you dony need sacred gear to use magic you're a devil for christ sake. It has been five years and you still suck at devil knowledge."

"Still rude. This is why I like when you were quiet."

"Well you still gotta suck it up, I gave you powers so its fair."

"Not fair."

"It is so fair."

If anyone normal person was around they probably would have though you were crazy by arguing with yourself and not some dragon living inside of you. Hell you haven't been normal since Rias saved you that night.

You lose your thoughts towards that night again. You remember sitting in your room looking at the flyer and you heard a knock on the door. You remember opening the door and a priest by the named Freed was standing there ready to kill you. You tried your best to get away, but he got you anyways. That is when Rias saved you and now your life is here. Is Freed still out there and does he want revenge?

"Hey wake up baby daddy." Shieldchiller spoke.

You open your eyes to his voice again. "Wait dont call me baby daddy that is weird."

"What? How so? You are a father and your children are still babies of somewhat, what is wrong with that?"

"I dont wanna explain just dont call me that. And what do you want?"

"Someone is approaching us quietly, I thought you should know."

"How do you know?" You ask.

"Because I was listing while you were off in la la land."

You heard twigs breaking like someone were stepping on them. You quickly stood up to listen and look through the woods to see if you can spot anyone. Yet no one was around far as you can tell.

"So I finally found you." A woman hands cups your chin. "Yes you're a fine handsome devil to have children with."

You quickly jump back and saw a woman standing next to you. She was wearing what looks like a black robe. Her breasts were barely holding up the robe either. Yet something else was odd about her well so to speak somethibg on her head that looks like cat ears.

"Who are you?" You spoke.

"My name is Kuroka." She drops her black robe.

Oh yes a new volume is starting for Xenovia and the gang.

So the war hasnt started and shieldchiller is still rude as ever. And now a woman named Kuroka appear and did she ask for children? Oh boy.