The Devil of the Apocalypse

Before you read this story, I first want to give a shout out to the authors of Devil of the Void Salva 21 Gama, Highschool DxD: Existence Galatic, and Devil Reborn Bamafelix for inspiring me with their stories to make me write one of my own. Note: Unlike the other three stories, this story won't rush straight into the canon, This story is going to take some time introducing the character into the current devil society before we get involve with the canon. Also the first chapter will have an actually prologue and the bio all in the first chapter. I don't own Highschool DxD, I just own the plot and the OCs.

Also this story will serve as the prequel of Daredevil, the story where it takes place in the canon.

A young thirteen year old boy with spiky, unkempt black hair and sapphire blue eyes laid down in the middle of a burning ballroom, crushed under the debris of the ceiling. He struggled to crawl himself out from the debris, but with the lack of energy and pain he felt through his body, it was completely futile.

"Oh? You're alive?" The black hair teen heard footsteps heading his way. Through the smoke the black hair teen noticed a mysterious figure approaching him casually. The mysterious figure turned to be a feeble looking, short old bald man with broad, hunched shoulders and a crooked back. He had pale white skin tone and menacing red eyes. He was dressed in a white and black coat with a red inner lining, over a white shirt with two thin black belts, as well as white gloves and calf-high black boots.

"So you survived after all. I would have sworn that I annihilated everyone in this estate." The old man chuckled.

"Annihilated?" The black hair boy asked. "W-What is that supposed to mean?"

"You don't remember?" The old man put his hand underneath his chin. "Hmm... maybe the debris must have knock your memories when it hit you." The old man shrugged his shoulders like he didn't care. "Oh well. I have everything I needed from this household."

The mysterious albino old man took out a rusty and golden ring from his pocket. The black hair teen widened his eyes, recognizing the ring in the old man's hand. "T-That ring! That's my mother ring! Why do you have her ring?"

"Oh? You do recognized it." The old man put the rusty and golden ring on his index finger and the ring began to glow a radiant white aura. It spread throughout the old man's body and the black hair boy gasped as he watched the body of the old man changed in front of him. The crooked posture of the old man began to straightened itself. The weak scrawny body soon drastically changed into more of vigor and muscular. The strains of long white hair soon grew out from the old man's bald head.

"No... Way..." The black hair teen couldn't believe what he just witnessed. The albino man in front of him now looked in his early twenties and had a vigor and muscular body that was two and half meters tall. The young man had long dark silver hair that goes down all the way to his thigh. Dante couldn't believed that the handsome young man in front of him used to appear as an ugly, old cripple man before putting on the ring.

"Ah... It took me centuries to locate it, but I finally have it! The Seal of Solomon is in my grasp!" The younger man laughed in delight as he raised the hand that had rusty golden ring on. "It's finally mine!" The white haired man raised his gaze up to the ceilings cracks forming and parts of the ceiling collapsing on the ground. "Oh look at the time. It appears that I won't have time to explain my dastardly plan. Well tell your parents thank you for keeping my ring safe in the afterlife."

"Wait... Don't..." The black hair boy reached his hand toward the mysterious man, who vanished away within the flames. "...Go..." His vision became hazy and he violently coughed. "...away..." His hand fell down the ground as more debris fell on the black hair teen, burying him into the ground.

~DOTA~

The black hair boy woke up to the sight of dark cloudy sky. The atmosphere he was in was hot and humid. The young thirteen year old rolled his head to the side to the dry ground of a barren wasteland. 'Am I in some sort of limbo? No, it can't be. I'm a devil after all. If a devil dies, their spirit is erased from existence. That is what I was told at least.'

The young boy got up from the ground, wondering what to do. He can't find any sign of civilization from his horizon. With the tense heat in the atmosphere, Dante knew by fact he couldn't survive on his own on foot.

"Dante... Pruflas..." The young boy, now known as Dante, heard his name being called above the cloudy sky as sound of thunder echoed in the sky. Dante looked up to see sparks of red lightning throughout the sky. The red lightning began to strike the ground. Many red bolts stroke near where Dante stood. Dante didn't budge a muscle in fear of the red lightning striking him if did move. One of the red bolt of lightning struck right in front of Dante, knocking him out off the ground and crashing back into it violently.

'God... That hurt!' Dante cried on the inside, realizing that he was not dead at all. He tried his best to concealed pain he felt. He held back his tears as he mustered all his strength to get back Dante stood back up, the entire barren wasteland became shrouded by smoke caused by the impact of the red lightning touching the ground.

"Dante... Pruflas..." Dante heard his name called again for the second time more clearer than the ground. This time it was coming from the smoke.

'Who...' Dante stopped his train of thought as the smoke became more visible to see through. Through the smoke, Dante became stupefied as he he noticed large majestic beast with red beaming eyes standing with the smoke.

"A pure blood devil from the Extra Demon Clan Pruflas..." The smoke cleared out, allowing Dante to see a better view of the majestic beast in front of him. The beast he saw was a large horse that stood 30 meters tall. From the tip of its head to its hoof, aside from its mouth, the horse was dressed in fiery red metallic medieval armor with gold accents. There also a trail of fire that came from the back of the head of the horse to all the way to the horse's back and ends at the end of its tail.

"Child of Belllincione Pruflas and Bella Leonard-Pruflas." The horse spoke, breathing out ruby flames from its nostrils. "Though born untalented, weak, and low average of demonic power of high class devil... Your parents raise you with love and affection. You were very fortunate child indeed. Other pure-blood households frown upon devils the like of you. Even if they were their own children."

What the medieval armored horse said was true. There have been cases where multiple households who value demonic power the most. A perfect example is the Bael household. They are very extremely prideful, looking down on other Devils and prefer to stick to the old tradition where demonic power determines everything, going as far as discriminating their own family members should they not possess any demonic powers. Dante has heard that the first born son of the current leader of the household didn't posses any demonic energy at all and not inheriting his clan's trademark, the power of destruction. If Dante remembered correctly, the first born son is currently shunned from his clan and living on the countryside with his mother doing who knows what.

"You lived a happy life up till now." The horse continued. "But that all came to an end when he showed up."

'He?' Then it hit Dante. The young thirteen year old boy experienced a terrible headache in his head. The pain he experience felt like a lightning bolt just struck straight into his brain. Memories of the mysterious masked man, his mother's ring, and his family castle all surged into his mind. 'That's right! That man! He...' Dante's eyes began to get watery as Dante himself began to realized what just happened back at his castle '... killed my parents!'

"Ah... So you do remember after all."The horse said, sounding a pleased with Dante's devastated reaction.

Dante wiped his tears away and looked back up at the horse, enraged. "Is true? Did that man really killed my parents!?"

"Yes, your parents are truly dead." The horse slowly nodded. "It all happened in an instant. You probably don't remember it because it all happened in a blink of a second."

"And me? What about me? Shouldn't I be dead too?" Dante asked frustratingly.

"Yes, you should have dead by the debris that caught you, but I intervened." The horse confessed. "Right now the fate of your life in dangling within the my hoofs."

'My fate lies in the hoofs of this horse? What is he talking about?' Dante wondered.

"W-Who exactly are you?"

"Ah, that's right." The horse said, speaking so casual as if it didn't really matter. "Forgive me that I haven't introduced myself, but that's only because I myself don't official have a name of myself, however I was given a title that many known me as the Apocalyptic Horseman of War, of the four Horsemen of Apocalypse written in the holy Bible."

"Horsemen of the Apocalypse?"Dante exclaimed "You mean the ones that appeared in Revelation of the New Testament?"

"Oh, so you have heard of us," The red horse known as War said delightfully. "Good, then it's I'll go straight to the point. I'm require you assistance, Dante Pruflas."

'Assistance?' Dante wondered. "Why would you need my assistance?"

"Oh? You don't want to avenged your parent's death?" War asked, rhetorically.

"Is this supposed to be funny to you?" Dante snarled. "My parents are dead! And they're dead just because some man wanted some stupid ring!"

"That stupid ring isn't something you should take so lightly." War said with his tone changing form a lighter one to a dark one. "That ring posses power you wouldn't imagine. You saw what that ring did to that man. It could much more than what you saw. It's something that shouldn't fall in the wrong hands."

War was correct. Dante seen what the Seal of Solomon did to that man who killed his parents. The ring made his body young and vigor. If what War was true, the ring could do more than making change of appearance.

"So why me? What makes qualified to be assistance to you?"

"I... no longer possess physical form."War confessed, speaking a bit hesitant to speak the truth. "My brethren and I our bodies during the events of Revelation, where the things didn't go as it should have been written. I'm nothing more than a spirit of massive amount of energy, waiting for someone to use it. I require a receptacle to wield my power and you seemed the perfect host to wield my power. Also..."

"Also...?" Dante raised a brow.

"I can tell you're willing to do anything to get revenge on the man who stole your precious family from you." War remarked. "I can see it in your eyes. I can tell you'll stop at nothing to get your revenge on them, regardless if you have the power or not. So..." Wind began to gathered around War, enveloping him into a huge tornado. The winds quickly died out and the tornado quickly vanished into thin air. When the tornado vanished, War was already gone, and where he stood was a float short sword with a red glowing gem straight in the center of the hilt. The red gem glowed even bright as the voice of War spoke from the sword. "How about it kid? I'll lend you my power and you do whatever you want as long as you live if you promise that your primary purpose is to one day recover the Seal of Solomon at all cost."

Dante slowly walked up to sword. He admired the beautiful as he thought of the offer War just given him. War is willing to give him his power for all entirety and he has to do is take reclaim his mother's ring and take revenge on the man who costed his family. Dante couldn't think anything wrong with it.

"Alright," Dante said, grabbing the handle of the sword. "Let's this be the beginning of a beautiful relationship."

The instant Dante finished his sentence, the red gem on the sword began to emit a powerful red light, enveloping Dante and everything around him.

In demonology, and according to Johann Weyer and his Pseudomonarchia Daemonum, Pruflas is a Great Prince and Duke of Hell that has twenty-six legions of demons under his command. He causes men to commit quarrels, discord, and falsehood, and should be never admitted into any place, but if conjured, he gives truthful, generous answers to the conjurer's questions. He is depicted as a flame outside the Tower of Babel, where he uses to reside, and sometimes his head is seen as that of a hawk.

Now let me explained why I'm writing this story in the first place. Well I did got inspired by "Highschool DxD Existence" and "Devil of the Void" into writing this, but I don't want to go into the route where basically the a simply "rewrite" of the Light Novel, which majority of DxD Fan Fic stories are doing these days, including me (A Second Chance & A New Opportunity) by either making Issei either OP, OOC, him being replaced by OCs and such, which was in fact tiring for someone like myself (It's the reason why I wrote A Fragile Heart, which I recommend reading), to bring out some originality and such in the series and not a basic "Reboot" in the series.

What do you suspect in the series? Well for one, for the first half of this story will focus on Dante Pruflas, a devil from the Extra Demon Clan, adjusting his new life style in the Devil Society, viewing how Extra Demons are treated to the 72 Pillars and what is the status quo/relationship between the Extra Demon Clan and the 72 Pillars. He focused on other supporting characters that appeared on "The Birth of the Breast Emperor Dragon" like Sairaorg, Diodora, Seekvaira Agares, and other devils that are part of the 72 Pillars. I also want to focus on a different setting from Japan for a while and go into more depth into other mythologies like Greek, Celtic, and explore more of Japanese deities like Izanagi and Amaterasu. We'll also explore some biblical stuff like the Four Horsemen and Seal of Solomon, which will play a huge role in the series.

Are we going to see Issei, Rias, and the others? Of course. I don't want to reveal anything, but Rias and her peerage prior till Issei's reincarnation will play active, yet short, role in the series and continue off after the end of the prologue of the series. After the first ten to fifteen (I want to recruit at least half of the members of his peerage within the first arc) before Dante enters the canon of the series, which will lead to volume 02 and there are parts where Dante will go on and off on parts of the canon.

Now it's time for the Profile: (Note: Parts of this profile will update each chapter and new proflies will be added to new characters who join the Peerage or part of the supporting cast.) Also this profile will be added to my forum, which you can find on my profile. Also the harem won't be reveal till after the the first arc.

Name: Dante Pruflas

Nickname: Daredevil, Horseman of War

Race: Pure-Blood Devil

Household: Pruflas (Father)/Leonard (Mother)

Age: 13 (Current)

Gender: Male

Occupation: King, High-Class Devil

Family:

Bellincione Pruflas (Father) (Deceased)

Bella Leonard (Mother) (Deceased)

Affiliation: 72 Pillars, Horsemen of the Apocalypse

Eyes: sapphire blue

Hair Color: Black

Appearance: Dante has the appearance of a young thirteen year old bishounen with dark jet-black hair and dark sapphire blue eyes. He's slightly pale due to being born somewhat frail. A better appearance is a younger Noctis Lucis Caelum.

Personality: Prior to the attack of mysterious man, Dante was a self-conscious and shy child due to lack of demonic energy compare to those of a high-class. He rarely speak to people unless its his parents, but after the death of his parents, Dante is currently felt with rage and desire vengeance on the man who his parent's life and is willing to do almost anything to get stronger to the point to use others for his personal gain. Due to this, Dante currently believes to himself that he isn't a "Good Person" who only obsession in his life is to seek revenge. Despite this dark side of Dante, Dante has a good heart and cares deeply for his comrade, for knowing that the key to obtaining his revenge is the "bond of others" and he can't do anything on his own.

Like: His parents, developed women, coffee, sweets and people with potential.

Dislikes: Arrogance, The man who attacked his family, feeling powerless, spicy food, and undeveloped women.

Background: Both Dante's parents both come from two different Extra Demon Clans of Pruflas (Father) and Leonard (Mother), who both left their households in interest of the Rating Game, where the two meet in their first match and feel in love with one another and got married. Centuries later, Dante was born, possessing both family traits, but with low demonic energy. Despite this setback, Dante's parent raised him with love and affection through his childhood till he turned thirteen, where the mysterious man appeared and killed Dante's parents and stole his mother's ring, the seal of Solomon. On verge on death himself, Dante is soon by the Apocalyptic Horseman of War, who offered Dante power in return he'll retrieve the ring back at all cost, which Dante agrees to.

Skill & Abilities: Though born with both traits of his parent's respective household, Dante demonic energy is below average.

Pruflas's trait: N/A (For Now. Reason why I won't reveal it is for dramatic effect and want to leave you guessing. More skills will be added and updated as the story goes on and on the profile on my forum.)

Leonard's trait: N/A ( For Now)

Weaponry: Sword of War: A mysterious and magical sword that possess the spirit of Apocalyptic Horseman of War. The power and abilities of the sword is still unknown as of now. The appearance of the sword is the Incursio from Akame ga Kill.

Peerage: (Note: The Identity of the peerage members only be reveal on the chapter they are obtained and further down the story. For example if the chapter six of the series is where he reincarnated a servant, that said servant the role of that peerage will be reveal at the end of the story.)

King: Dante Pruflas

Queen: N/A

Bishop: N/A

Bishop: N/A

Knight: N/A

Knight: N/A

Rook: N/A

Rook: N/A

Pawns: N/A