Vergil Is Back-Chapter 33 - 27: Master of the Void

The Forest – Kyoto

Leon stood in the clearing, the soft breeze ruffling his hair, his wings shimmering with the ethereal glow of void energy. The intensity of the power within him had not diminished. If anything, it surged like an untamed beast waiting to break free. But this time, he didn't feel the panic that had accompanied his initial transformation.

Instead, there was a sense of acceptance.

"I don't know if I can do this," Leon muttered to himself, staring at his hands. The energy still crackled faintly around his fingertips, teasing the air with its volatile presence. But this time, there was something different—a deep, unfamiliar calm that rested in the pit of his stomach.

The whispers had quieted. For now.

Rias and the others were still there, standing at the edge of the clearing, watching him with concern and cautious optimism. They weren't going to push him any further. It was his choice now.

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Taking a deep breath, Leon flexed his fingers, feeling the pull of the void energy again. It was like a living thing, coursing through his veins, feeding off his emotions, ready to explode at the slightest provocation.

"Control me, or I will consume you."

The voice wasn't the system's. It wasn't even his own thoughts. It was the Heart of the Leyline—its presence had woven itself so deeply into his being that it had become a part of him.

Leon clenched his fists tightly, the force of his grip causing sparks to fly from his palms. His heart thudded loudly in his chest. Control, he thought. I need to control it.

His wings rippled again, the dark energy flickering around him like flames. The air grew thick with power. His thoughts raced, but one thing was clear: if he didn't take charge of this power, it would take charge of him.

"Focus," he whispered. He let the energy flow, but he didn't let it control him. Slowly, he guided the void energy, shifting it with his will. The wings behind him flickered with a deep silver light, shifting into something more solid, more tangible.

He closed his eyes, feeling the flow of energy around him. It was as if the world itself had become part of him, every particle of the atmosphere alive with power. It was exhilarating, but it was also terrifying.

Rias stepped forward, her voice gentle but unwavering. "You can do this, Leon. We believe in you."

Leon didn't answer right away. Instead, he focused inward, concentrating on the energy that swirled around him. It was like an unchained beast that had been set loose, and he was the one who had to tame it.

With a breath, he felt his body shift. The wings of void energy grew darker, more defined, and solid. A sense of strength surged through him. The raw, destructive power was still there, but now, it was no longer chaotic. It was focused.

For the first time since his transformation, Leon felt something inside him click—a sense of purpose, of control. The power responded to his command, swirling around him like a tempest that he had finally learned to navigate.

His Devil Trigger form shimmered, the silver glow brightening as the aura of void energy merged with his evolving Sacred Gear. His sword—Yamato—materialized in his hand, its blade gleaming with an otherworldly edge.

Leon opened his eyes, locking his gaze on Rias and the others. His eyes glowed fiercely, but there was no trace of uncertainty in them.

"I can control it," he said, his voice firm. "I'm in control now."

The others stared at him in awe, but it was Rias's smile that made his chest tighten. "We never doubted you."

Elsewhere – The Hidden Temple

Far from the clearing, deep within the mountains of Kyoto, an ancient figure stood in the shadows. Kokabiel, the fallen angel, had been watching Leon from the distance, sensing the changes that had taken place. He had known this moment was coming—the moment when Leon would become something greater than even he could imagine.

But even Kokabiel was taken aback by the raw potential that Leon now wielded. There was power here that surpassed even the most ancient beings. And Kokabiel knew that if Leon's control over this power was as absolute as it seemed, he could become a force unlike anything they had ever encountered.

His eyes gleamed with interest, and a dark smile curved on his lips.

"It seems," Kokabiel whispered, "that the time has come to see just what kind of power you're capable of, Leon."

Back at the Clearing

Leon lowered his sword, the void energy that had once been unpredictable now swirling around him in perfect harmony. He stood tall, his wings now fully formed—no longer a chaotic presence, but a refined extension of his will. The silver gleam of his Devil Trigger form slowly faded, but the energy remained, thrumming just beneath his skin.

Rias stepped forward, her gaze softening as she took in the sight of him. The overwhelming power that had once terrified her was now something she understood was in his hands—his choice.

"You did it," she said, her voice a mixture of pride and relief.

Leon gave a small, wry smile. "I didn't have much of a choice. But yes... I did."

Akeno, who had been watching with bated breath, spoke next. "This power... it feels different. More refined. But still so dangerous."

"I'll keep it under control," Leon said, his voice steady. "But I won't hide from it. I've accepted it, and now I'm going to use it."

Kiba stepped forward, his eyes filled with admiration. "With that kind of control, no one will be able to stop you."

Leon's expression hardened. "It's not just about power. I have a responsibility now—one that goes beyond just surviving. I can't ignore it anymore."

Rias nodded, her eyes meeting his with determination. "We'll be by your side, Leon. Whatever happens next, we'll face it together."