Lucifuge Manor, the Underworld

Crimson sits at a desk, looking through several documents that Seras was capable of getting him relating to official records of important moments in Devil history. "So, the original Satan's had a treaty in progress with the Shinto? Hm, there aren't any records of us buying the land of Kouh from the Shinto. Something fishy is going on." Crimson mumbles while reading. Suddenly, a Phenex Clan circle opens up in the center of the room, and Riser Phenex, the third son of the Phenex Clan steps through, looking slightly distraught. "Excuse me, Lord Lucifuge?" He asks warily. "Just call me Crimson." Crimson responds. "Of course, I may or may not be in a prediciment regarding a marriage contract I am in." Riser says. Crimson raises an eyebrow and motions for Riser to continue. "I am in a marriage contract with Rias Gremory, and I have been trying to get her to break it for the last decade. She is far too arrogant and in my opinion, pampered for my tastes. I've constantly put up a facade of being a pompous asshole, but she just won't try to break it off!" He explains. "Well, why don't you break it off?" Crimson asks. "I can't sully the honor of my household! I'm the one being given away! I'm the third son of the Phenex Clan and nobody expects anything out of me other than being a breeding tool for the devils. I would have to change my name to be a Gremory, as they have a larger influence with their first-born, your father, being the current Lucifer! Is there anything that you can do to help me?" He practically begs. "In a week, show up at the Occult Research Club room of Kouh Academy. Continue acting like a pompous prick, my mother, Grayfia will likely show up and suggest a rating game. After the week passes, go through the game, and since your peerage is more experienced, you'll most likely end up winning. But just before you win, say that you respect her tenacity and give up, claiming that you're tired of getting rejected." Crimson says. Riser nods before getting back on his feet. "Thank you, Crimson. I'll be sure to ask for our clans to work together." Riser says before disappearing in another teleportation circle. "Mira!" Crimson calls. His queen enters the room. "Can you please get me some Advil?" He asks. Mira nods and summons a bottle from a magic circle. "Shit, I still have to get you all your familiars." Crimson says after dry swallowing a tablet.

"You know what? Just go to the Familiar Forest with the others, and find yourself a familiar. Most would get some kind of warning about staying on a path that's there, but you're all strong enough to do it on your own." Crimson concludes. Mira nods and leaves the room. After a few minutes, Crimson feels their magic signatures leave the mansion. Crimson opens a communication circle in his hand. "Mom, I need to ask you a favor." He says into it. "What do you need, Adalgar?" Grayfia answers. "Can you release the seals on my familiar?" He asks. "Are you sure? Last time you tried, it nearly ate you." Grayfia asks cautiously. "This time I won't give up until it stops acting so selfishly." Crimson says with determination. "I'm on it." Grayfia says as she hangs up. Crimson smirks and opens a teleportation circle. "Nergigante, this time I won't back down." He says before stepping through.

A cave far from the city of Lilith

Crimson appears a few yards from the entrance of the cave, a smirk apparent on his face. Grayfia waves her hand and several magic seals appear on the open mouth of the cave, before deteriorating. "Mom, I need to do this on my own." Crimson says, preparing a spear of darkness. As Grayfia nods, a deep growl comes from the cave. Footsteps are soon audible as a large dragon, covered in thorns comes out of the cave. Crimson grins ferally and utters one word, "Nergigante."

When the Elder Dragon notices Crimson it lets out an ear piercing roar, causing the trees and nearby rocks to tremble. It immediately follows up by rearing onto its back legs and slams one of its front legs into the ground right on top of Crimson. With a quick dodge, Crimson rolls to the right and slices some thorns off of the front right leg , which quickly regrow. "Come on you overgrown lizard." Crimson mutters, glaring at Nergigante.