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A towering man in a chokha —a traditional wool coat adorned with powder flasks—helped him up. “Welcome, boy, to the land of the Golden Fleece. I am Kote, a descendant of the Amirani —our Prometheus, chained for giving fire to mortals.”
A wooden ladle hit his head. Natela smirked. “Focus on the toast, boy. To friendship. To fire. To the flame that never dies—even in the Caucasus snow.”
“No,” Issei said, landing beside Natela. “But a guest protects the table.”
Chapter 1: A New Sacred Gear Issei Hyoudou never thought he’d leave Kuoh Town. But after a bizarre spatial rift caused by a rogue magician, he found himself tumbling through a vortex of light and shadow, landing face-first in the ancient, misty mountains of Georgia.
Issei’s Sacred Gear, Boosted Gear , pulsed red on his left hand. But something was different. The dragon inside, Ddraig, spoke with a rumbling echo: “This land is old, partner. Older than the Three Factions. The local pantheon—the Ghvtismshobeli —sleeps, but their magic lingers in the blood of these people.”
Issei blinked. “I... I’m seventeen.”
He activated his Balance Breaker—but instead of the usual crimson armor, scales of gold and red formed around him, patterned after the ancient Georgian Bolnisi crosses. From his back, wings of flame and grapevine unfurled. The battle was brutal. Kokabiel summoned ice spears; Natela countered with Svanetian dancing , her steps creating seismic cracks. But Issei—fueled by both the Boosted Gear and the lingering faith of the land—shouted:
Rias, Akeno, and Kiba—who had tracked Issei through the rift—arrived just in time for the feast. Kiba tried chakhokhbili and wept tears of joy. Akeno became oddly fascinated by the polyphonic singing.
Issei drank. The wine burned like holy fire—but instead of drunkenness, he felt a new power surge. His Boosted Gear gained a secondary engraving: – doubling his strength for every toast honored. Chapter 3: The Fallen Priest of the Cross But peace was short-lived. A fallen angel named Kokabiel, tired of the war in Japan, had come to the Caucasus to awaken an ancient evil: the Pashkunji —a demonic wolf that once devoured the moon, sealed under Mount Kazbek.
Issei blushed. “I mean, Natela-san is pretty...”
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A towering man in a chokha —a traditional wool coat adorned with powder flasks—helped him up. “Welcome, boy, to the land of the Golden Fleece. I am Kote, a descendant of the Amirani —our Prometheus, chained for giving fire to mortals.”
A wooden ladle hit his head. Natela smirked. “Focus on the toast, boy. To friendship. To fire. To the flame that never dies—even in the Caucasus snow.”
“No,” Issei said, landing beside Natela. “But a guest protects the table.”
Chapter 1: A New Sacred Gear Issei Hyoudou never thought he’d leave Kuoh Town. But after a bizarre spatial rift caused by a rogue magician, he found himself tumbling through a vortex of light and shadow, landing face-first in the ancient, misty mountains of Georgia.
Issei’s Sacred Gear, Boosted Gear , pulsed red on his left hand. But something was different. The dragon inside, Ddraig, spoke with a rumbling echo: “This land is old, partner. Older than the Three Factions. The local pantheon—the Ghvtismshobeli —sleeps, but their magic lingers in the blood of these people.”
Issei blinked. “I... I’m seventeen.”
He activated his Balance Breaker—but instead of the usual crimson armor, scales of gold and red formed around him, patterned after the ancient Georgian Bolnisi crosses. From his back, wings of flame and grapevine unfurled. The battle was brutal. Kokabiel summoned ice spears; Natela countered with Svanetian dancing , her steps creating seismic cracks. But Issei—fueled by both the Boosted Gear and the lingering faith of the land—shouted:
Rias, Akeno, and Kiba—who had tracked Issei through the rift—arrived just in time for the feast. Kiba tried chakhokhbili and wept tears of joy. Akeno became oddly fascinated by the polyphonic singing.
Issei drank. The wine burned like holy fire—but instead of drunkenness, he felt a new power surge. His Boosted Gear gained a secondary engraving: – doubling his strength for every toast honored. Chapter 3: The Fallen Priest of the Cross But peace was short-lived. A fallen angel named Kokabiel, tired of the war in Japan, had come to the Caucasus to awaken an ancient evil: the Pashkunji —a demonic wolf that once devoured the moon, sealed under Mount Kazbek.
Issei blushed. “I mean, Natela-san is pretty...”
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