Hyōdō Residence
Hyōdō Issei considered himself to be a fairly normal high school student, albeit somewhat more perverted. He viewed the female form to be perfection incarnate, especially their Oppai!
That minor (to him) quirk aside, he was average. Average height, average grades, average fitness. Below average in attractiveness to girls because he was a pervert, but Issei considered himself very honest, so it didn't bother him.
'How did I get into this situation?' Issei wondered as the knife wielding man in a balaclava stalked towards him menacingly, his terrified parents off to one side.
It had been an ordinary dinner for the Hyōdō family. His father grumbling about how expensive everything was, his mother constantly nagging him to stop being perverted and him putting up with it.
The next thing he knew, this whacko had stormed in and had forced them into the living room at knifepoint. That had been several hours ago and the man had become increasingly nervous, alternating between pacing around and shouting hysterically at his father and mother.
Not a minute ago, he had taken a call on his cell phone and gotten even more nervous, not to mention angry.
"You fuckers!" he had yelled, "Purifiers my ass! I'll fucking murder you! AFTER I slice up the family I'm with! Their deaths are on your head!"
He had thrown his phone against the wall, smashing it to pieces, before taking his knife -a bowie knife, Issei noted absently- and starting towards him with a mad grin on his face.
"N-Now there...easy..." Issei backed away from the maniac, "I haven't done anything to you!"
"You're here." the man replied hoarsely, "That's all that matters."
As Issei backed into the wall, the man lurched forwards, knife drawn back and ready to pierce him.
"Gaah!" the brown-haired boy yelped as he dodged to the side, the blade barely missing him and slamming into the wall. Landing in a sprawled heap, Issei scrambled to his feet and desperately wished that his neighbours would hear the commotion and call the police.
"Die, brat!" the man roared as he heaved his knife out of the wall and cut at Issei this time. Issei's desperate reaction to lean back saved his life again, but he was cut across his left cheek.
'He...he's seriously trying to kill me!' Issei thought in a panic as the pain hit him, 'I-I don't want to die yet!'
A voice sprung up in his mind then, female, powerful...and ancient.
[Then you shall not] she said, [Take my gift, young one...take the gift of Gaia, mother of earth, and live!]
My right arm shone with blue light as something materialised around it...a gauntlet. It looked anomalous for a moment before settling in as what looked like a western knight's gauntlet.
"Y-you...what the fuck are you?!" the man snarled as he started forwards, "You're one of those freaks aren't ya? A Sacred Gear user!"
Issei would have replied, had everything not frozen and turn blue.
"Now what?" he groaned. Then he jumped slightly as a window appeared in front of him.
[The Sacred Gear [Gamer's Gear] has now been activated!]
World Pause Activated!
[Running startup sequence...]
Loading Stats...done!
Loading Levels...done!
Loading Skills...done!
Loading Titles...done!
Do you wish to scan for other Sacred Gears?
Y/N
Issei stared at it for a moment in incomprehension. What the hell was a Sacred Gear? Why did he have one, let alone possibly two? Would they help him survive?
Mind awhirl with questions, Issei shakily pressed the 'Y' button.
[Searching...
Searching...
Searching...
...done!
Longinus Sacred Gear detected!
Left Arm: [Boosted Gear]
Sentient existence confirmed within Sacred Gear.
Established communications link?
Y/N
Again, Issei stared at the screen in disbelief. There was a sentient creature inside his left arm?! What the hell!? There were so many things wrong with that fact that it made his head swim, but he persevered and pressed the 'Y' key again.
[Establishing communications link...done!]
Sacred Gears unlocked!
[Gamer's Gear: Stage 1 Form]
[Boosted Gear: Twice Critical Form]
Skills unlocked!
[Gamer's Mind] (LV MAX)
[Gamer's Body] (LV MAX)
[Materialise Sacred Gear] (LV MAX)
[Boost!] (LV1)
[Lesser Draconic Charisma] (LV1)
Issei's eyes crossed at the information overload he was getting here. He forced himself to calm down. He could read all of this later. For the moment, all he needed to know was how he could use what he had to beat this guy -frozen in blue in front of him- and survive.
Reaching out, he looked for one that might be useful, deciding to see what the [Boosted Gear] was all about.
[Boosted Gear: Twice Critical Form]
The Gauntlet of the Red Dragon Emperor. The prison for Ddraig, the Welsh Dragon. The Boosted gear grants its wielder incredible power, but can be overused, destroying the user's body from power overload.
- Grants the skill [Boost!] when active.
- Passively grants the skill [Lesser Draconic Charisma] even when dematerialised.
- Twice Critical Form restricts the [Boost!] skill. See [Boost!] entry for further details.
- User is granted an armour value of 50 when the Boosted Gear is materialised.
- User is weak against Anti-Dragon magic and magic items.
Holy shit.
He quickly moved to check the [Boost!] skill.
[Boost!] (Active/Passive) [LV1, 00.00]
The special ability of the Twice Critical and Boosted Gear Sacred Gears. Although the first is seen as weak, it does not pay to underestimate its use.
- Doubles the STR, STA, DEX and MP of the user every ten seconds.
- Current Boost Limit: three times.
- Restriction: Cannot boost more than twice in [Twice Critical Form].
- Duration of Cumulative Boosting: 3 minutes.
"OK, this is all nice and everything, but how do I use the [Boosted Gear]?" I muttered. This cued another screen to pop up.
[Summon your fighting spirit, imagine calling forth a dragon and call out its name. That is only for the first time. Afterwards, you will be able to call it forth and dismiss it at will merely by calling its name.]
Well that's useful.
Issei concentrated and instinctively thrust forth his left arm. "[Boosted Gear]!"
In a flash of red light, a gauntlet materialised on his left arm. It was red, with a single emerald green gem mounted above where his hand was. Set slightly above it was a smaller orange fiery jewel. On either side was a golden prong.
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