Monkey meets Lion

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(11 years ago)

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*ROOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOAR!*

The day was started off like any other for a young 8 year old Sairaorg Bael, he would wake up, deal with the incessant jeers and bullying of the local country devil then exercise by himself to get stronger for the sake of his mother.

This was the daily quota for young Sairaorg, but one day during his training he decided to deviate from the usual pattern and take a quick bathroom break in a bush.

Unfortunately for him during that break, he came face to face with an enormous big jawed, and sharp toothed demonic looking monster. It reigns destruction wherever it went, but its advances upon the Bael Countryside territory was interrupted thanks to the vain attempts of Sairaorg keeping the beast at bay.

He was outmatched, no matter how strong he was, he just couldn't defeat a powerful opponent such as this. Though things looked bleak, he just couldn't give up because if he did then not only would his life be at risk but more importantly the life of his own mother would be harmed in the process as well.

"Mother…all my life, you've been doing everything you could to make me happy. Even when everything was stripped away you from because of my existence, you still never wavered and kept smiling for my sake."

Sairaorg trembled as he faced the beast that was ready to bear its fangs into him one last time.

'No…I'm not going to run! I'm not going to let myself get scared! Because this time…'

Sairaorg took a deep breath before exhaling to put on his biggest smile.

"I'm going to keep facing forward with a big smile on my face!"

*ROOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOAR!*

The beast pounced and went on a wild charge after the young devil boy.

"Bring it on! YOU HUGE ASS COCK MUNCHING STUPID MOTHERFUCKER!" Sairaorg roared as he stormed into what seemed to be the last fight of his life.

"THERE YOU ARE!"

"H-Huh?" Sairaorg stopped in his tracks once he spotted a silhouette flying down toward the monster.

*BAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAM!* *SPLAAAATTER!*

And from there he witnessed an unbelievable sight, in a matter of seconds the monster's entire upper half was blown to pieces thanks to a single punch from a brown haired man with an athletic build wearing a Hawaiian shirt, black shorts, sunglasses and sandals.

"…!" Sairaorg was at a loss for words as he was covered in the bloody remains of the vanquished monster.

"Phew...I knew there was more of these little critters scampering about. That alchemist really pulled a fast one by keeping a bunch of these things hidden away to be released after he got captured." The man cracked his neck as he walked off of the carcass of the dead creature.

Taking a closer look at the man, Sairaorg's eyes widened in excitement as the gears in his mind made a connection for him.

"Oh my maou! Y-You're THE Son Kai, the [Queen] to the satan, Leviathan!" The injured Sairaorg forced himself to approach the tall man standing in front of him.

However, unaware of Sairaorg's presence, Kai was busy surveying the area,

"Looks like this section of Sera-chan's territory is cleared…hm?"

He looked around and noticed some of the weird landscaping, "Uh-oh? Did I go a bit too farther than I thought? Let's see…"

Kai pulled out a map and checked the regions that surrounded the place.

"Ah…looks like this monster ran away to one of the Bael family's distant countryside territories. Good thing that I came to clean up before we were held responsible for letting a stray devil's experiments run free." Kai crumpled up his map and tossed it aside.

"E-Excuse me."

"Hm?" Hearing the frail voice, Kai looked in front of himself to spot the heavily injured boy clutching his gashed arm in pain, "Can I help you?"

"Y-Yeah…I-I just wanted to thank you for helping us…" Sairaorg bowed his head.

"No worries, it was more my duty to kill off all of these things." Kai said awkwardly as he thought, 'Huh…I don't know why but I didn't sense anything from this kid…weird.'

"Well, I better be off. Take care of those wounds, okay?" Kai began walking off and waved at Sairaorg.

"WAIT!" Sairaorg screamed.

"Yeah?" Kai turned around to face Sairaorg, who was twiddling with his thumbs.

"W-Well…you're Son Kai, right?"

"Yeah…?" Kai didn't know how to emotionally react to the kid, he was a complete stranger that decided to talk to him from out of the blue. Despite having no reason to listen to whatever the kid was trying to say, he still felt intrigued by the boy for some reason.

"W-Well, I was wondering if…" Sairaorg paused, could he really ask someone of such high caliber a question that he already knew the answer to?

Hesitating, Sairaorg looked away and said, "Nevermind, I'm sorry that I wasted your time…"

"Oh…don't be, I already wasted my time catching that monster, so you stopping me is like overtime…" Kai shrugged, being brutally honest with the injured boy.

"O-Okay…bye…" Sairaorg crestfallen turned himself around and began dragging his injured body back home.

'That kid…he's really injured…if he were simply a victim then he would have been dead by now, but he's still standing, he's still moving…why?' Kai thought as he pocketed his hands.

"Hey, boy!"

"Yes?" Sairaorg stopped as he maintained his downtrodden demeanor.

"You wanted to ask me a question, right? Then ask, when a man has something on their chest they say it without hesitation of the feelings of others or anyone that judges them. The only thing that matters is how they feel when they express themselves. A man who can't even do that isn't a man at all." Kai said, seriously, "Now talk."

Still depressed, Sairaorg was somewhat motivated by Kai's speech and decided to tear the bandage off as quickly as he could by asking,

"Do you think that a demonic-powerless guy like me can…be a…Maou?" Sairaorg meekly averted his eyes from Kai.

"Look me in the eye and I might answer that stupid question, kid." Kai said.

Sighing, Sairaorg did just that and found Kai smiling at him.

"Why the hell not, it might be difficult but not impossible."

"W-What?" Sairaorg was stunned once he heard those words.

"Judging by the way you look, I can tell that you gave that monster a helluva fight. Okay, you didn't really tire it out, but you still fought and stood your ground. Most sane people would have just ran away, but you actually stood your ground and fought. Idiots like you make the future more interesting, which is why I'm going to be the one to ask you a few questions myself."

Kai approached Sairaorg with a gentle smile on his face.

"I-I-I-!" Sairaorg was shaken after receiving so much praise from his idol.

"Don't worry, I'm not going to play 20 questions with you. I just want to ask you two questions. Like, what's your name, kid?" Kai smiled.

"M-My name is Sairaorg Bael." Sairaorg muttered.

"A Bael, huh? Surprised to see that you're out here in the country, but who cares about that. Anyways now I don't have to call you "boy" or "kid" anymore since… I want to ask you this question, personally." Kai reached out and patted Sairaorg on the head,

"Sairaorg Bael, how would you like to become my first ever student? You've shown enough guts to prove that you can face death, so I don't think I'll break you as easily and with enough elbow grease I think that you can become a maou. I mean unless you want to take up my request that is."

"…" Sairaorg froze in place as he simply gazed at the powerful man before him.

Never in his life until now has he…

"Pathetic…!"

"This sad excuse of a devil can't even use demonic energy!"

"And you're supposed to be of the Bael bloodline!? Disgraceful!"

"You'll never amount to any success you, defected failure!"

"I have no son…"

Ever been praised and looked at with such kind eyes.

Eyes tearing up, Sairaorg began to tremble as he spoke incoherent words, "I-I-! Mmmrgh! I-!"

"I can't understand you, so try speaking up and look me in the eye with your answer like a real man, Sairaorg."

Slowly raising his head, Sairaorg just couldn't stop the tears from flowing as he did his best to live up to his past decree while forming the words he needed to say.

"I-I-! I accept!" Sairaorg exclaimed as he wore the wimpiest smile imaginable.

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(Present)

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Facing the Dragon Mountains with a brighter smile on his face, a grown up Sairaorg eccentrically climbed the arduous mountains while spotting a flying red cloud carrying a young man, who was travelling beside a large purple dragon.

"Boss! I already sent word to my gang that after you leave, I'll be stationed at your new territory, Mt. I Don't Care and maintain it for whenever you come to visit! Oh, I almost forgot to show you my Dragon Circle in case you want to summon me for support and-!"

"I SWEAR TO GOD-ow! BOVA, CHILL OUT!" The young man screamed as the pair made their way to very top of the mountains.

"Heh! Shishou, you were right, he really is a lively one isn't he, Michael Hanamura." Sairaorg picked up the pace of his climbing to face his new Apprentice Brother,

"Let's go."