NOTICE! I forgot to add an updated version of Kuro's bio in this story, so when you guys got the notification that the next chapter was up, that was really supposed to be the first chapter and I had already swapped the order. I hope this settles any confusion that you guys might have, and the next TRUE chapter should be up within the next 24-36 hours. See ya then!
Disclaimer: I do not own HighSchool D×D. It belongs to Ichiei Ishibumi. Kuro belongs to me and any other OCs and/or references included belong to their respective owners.
Darkness. Nothing but darkness. It was all that I could see. Stiff blackness all around as I fall into an unknown abyss. My body was engulfed in a pure bright light as I had somehow found footing. Looking around cautiously until I found a strange glass door. Seeing nothing else available to me, I decided to open this door. As I pulled and pulled, light became emanating from the doorway until it consumed me completely, causing me to shield my eyes. Once uncovering my eyes, I found myself in a strange landscape. Simply a blue sky and clouds. A few feathers floating all over. I opened my mouth to speak.
No words.
I couldn't speak. I clutched my neck and cleared my throat, yet that too didn't produce any sound. I was more confused than ever before. Before I had a chance to explore, I felt a soft, slender hand on my shoulder. I stiffened under then touch as I backed away and got into a defensive stance. Though, no amount of the rigorous training my father and mentors had given me could prepared me for what I saw.
Right in front of me stood an adult woman. She looked to be 5' 11" as she glanced up at me with a gentle smile. Her deep red hair faded to orange and ran down to her knees. Her golden-colored eyes brimming with both power and gentleness as she bore them straight at me. She had a figure that I thought could put my mother or sister's to shame. Her thin waist, big breasts, pretty pink nipples, and... Wait, hold on, what?!
Further inspection revealed what was, in my opinion, one of the worst possible situation: This woman was nude for all to see. Booty bald naked. And what's worse is that she's not even making an attempt to hide either her goodies nor her Cave of Wonders. I felt blood rush to my head, yet strangely not to my nose. I tried to look away but I was somehow drawn to her body. Damn it! I opened my mouth to say something, but before I could sprout words the woman placed her finger on my mouth to silence me. Then, with a giggle she pulled me into an embrace, unintentionally pulling me into her cleavage. She played with my spiky hair before finally speaking...
"I'm so glad we can finally meet, Seishin Kuro-kun..." she said soothingly as I managed to pull my face from her cleavage and taking a few revitalizing breaths of air. First off, how the fuck does she know my name? I somehow finally managed to find my voice.
"Who are you? And how do you know my name?" I asked with a blush as I was fighting a losing battle of not staring at her gorgeous body.
"Me?" she innocently pointed at herself before placing an hand on my cheek. Who else?
Before I could reply, the woman cupped my face and brought it close to hers as she grew a seductive smile on her face; "You've become quite handsome."
"U-um…" was all I could muster before she separated from me and snapped her fingers. Her body glowed briefly and as the light faded, she was finally clothed in an elegant black dress with various gold accessories such as a necklace, hair piece, a few bangles, and bracelets. I finally noticed that I was also clothed in my pajamas as well.
She soon sat down cross-legged and motioned for me to do the same. As soon as I did, for the first time since I met this woman, her face grew deadly serious and she spoke with a tone that oozed with authority; "I am a divine being whose spirit has been inside of you since you were young. I've watched you grow so much, and I've decide to finally introduce myself to you face-to-face. My name is Amera. I am what is known as the Fukkatsu no Megami (Goddess of Creation)."
My face turned to one of shock as I stared at her; "What?! The goddess that Otō-san and Michael-sama had read to me about when I was little?! You're the one?!"
Now it was Amera-sama's turn to be surprised; "You know of me?"
"Yeah! Everyone in Heaven has heard about you! They say that you're the daughter of the original Kami-sama. But we don't have much else to go by. In that case, I have a lot of questions I wanna ask you."
"In due time, Kuro-kun," Amera placated the boy. "For now, I believe you're due for a history lesson. And don't worry, time flows much slower here than in the real world, so I have time to give my full story. But my only request is that this information stays strictly between us."
"Okay," I braced myself for the story. Amera flashed a grateful smile, I do make good on my promises, after all.
"I'll start from the beginning… My Otō-sama, whom you all know as the original God, was a man who sought peace by spreading his wisdom across the world. He was exceptionally wise, as He was able to bring about a great change to the world by simply disseminating the principles of His religion.
His ultimate wish was to establish peace across the world, but it was a goal that would never be achieved in a single lifetime. Knowing this, He chose to entrust His dream and legacy to His two children: me and my Otōtō-chan," I had to suppress a laugh when Amera-sama added the '-chan' honorific.
"My Otōtō-chan, Edall, was acknowledged by Otō-sama as a true prodigy, who quickly began to revel in his natural prowess and became very closed off from the rest of the world. I, however, proved to be the exact opposite, having shown no special abilities or natural talent, but I pushed on through my limitations, growing stronger and more mature because of my struggles and the friends and bonds that I've made. Otō-sama later told me that He acknowledged my chosen path, agreeing that love and cooperation were the true keys to peace amongst the three worlds.
On His deathbed, He chose me to be His successor, but Edall, overcome by bitterness and envy, sought war against me. As such, we fought. We fought in a battle that would last for many years until I had to do the unthinkable… I sealed him into a different dimension, which you all know as the Underworld. Around that time, Michael had been dubbed the sole Archangel after the higher-ups were aware of Otō-sama's demise to prevent discord amongst the denizens of Heaven. Many decades after that, however, I soon perished as well. But my consciousness and my powers withstood the test of time, beginning the process that is known as Reincarnation.
For millennia, after our deaths, our consciousnesses and our powers were transmigrated into each of our reincarnations. Some waged wars and others became friends and brothers in all but blood. I watched it all happen, unable to interfere in any way, shape, or form. Each of my reincarnates were marked by the symbol that you see on my forehead," Gears ran in my head as I finally put two and two together and stared into my left hand. A black crescent moon symbol, just like on Amera-sama's forehead, was apparent there since I was an infant. So, judging by what Amera-sama had just said…
"Wait, so that means—"
"Yes. You, Seishin Kuro-kun, are the latest inhibitor of my power and my latest reincarnation," Wow! That's a bomb I never thought would be dropped on me.
I really wanted to know more. So many questions popped into my head, but as I opened my mouth to ask the first one, Amera-sama closed the distance between her lips and mine. She trapped me into a good, long kiss. After the first couple of seconds, she managed to snake her tongue into my mouth. I was stupefied at first but after a bit, I gave in and kissed back. Amera-sama gave an excited squeak as we began a tongue duel for dominance. After a bit, we slowly, yet somewhat reluctantly, separated and I stared at her, eyes as big as saucers.
Amera-sama then grabbed my wrist and slowly guided my hand towards her left breast as my face was red like a apple at this point. She giggled at my reaction as she felt my hand involuntarily squeeze, eliciting a soft whimper. I stepped back a few hundred feet and kept emitting apology after apology, but she went into a laughing fit. As she calmed down, she used her finger to bring my face to hers.
"I'm sorry. It's just that you're so cute when you're surprised and blushing that I couldn't help myself. Although I must say, your hand was really soft... and warm. How do you keep it that way?" she asked/teased me.
I didn't answer. All that was in my mind was; 'This is gonna be a thing, isn't it?'
"Yes, it will," Amera-sama said. I jumped. "Before you ask, I'm in your head so I can quite clearly and vividly see and hear what goes on in that adorable little mind of yours." she playfully poked my head for emphasis. I let out a 'Hmph' as I folded my arms and looked away with a pout. How exactly did she go from ancient and wise goddess to Super Tease?!
"While I'd love to talk more, you have to get going. You have school today, don't you?" Amera stretched, then rested her hands behind her head. What a lax goddess…
"Oh, yeah! Where's the exit?" I asked. Amera shook her head with a smirk.
"This is your dream, Darling. Wake up!" Amera replied as she leaned in and planted one last kiss before the entire landscape became engulfed in light and everything went white.
I woke up.
"It's been three years since I've had that dream…" Kuro Seishin woke up with a light yawn and slowly rose upwards. This wasn't his bed, he was lying in a lush field up in Heaven.
In terms of appearance, Kuro is a human/Angel hybrid, officially dubbed as a nephilim, with a lean, yet muscular build and has blue eyes and black hair with a brown tint to it. His hair is spiky and he has chin-length bangs that frame both sides of his face. His other bangs are parted at the right side of his forehead in a windswept design. His current outfit consisted of a sleeveless, white shirt with his name emblazoned on the back. He had bandages on both of his forearms and on his lower legs. A large blue cloth with navy blue lining was wrapped around his waist, held on with a thick golden cloth. He wears beige pants, similar to chaps, and black sandals.
He never bothered to check the time and just laid back down on the soft, cool grass until he was met by the face of an astoundingly beautiful, green-eyed woman. Her curly, blonde hair draped her perfectly roundish face as she smiled serenely at the boy below her.
"Gagh!" Kuro screamed in surprise and jolted back up. Upon hearing giggling coming from the woman now behind him, he turned and gave her a playful glare. "Gabriel-sama, don't DO that!"
Gabriel, one of the Four Great Seraph, a group of Angels that are the guardians of the Throne of Heaven, continued laughing at Kuro's expense just as another figure came into view. He was a handsome-looking man with long hair and eyes the same color as Gabriel's; "As hilarious as your reaction was, we came to you for reasons other than to tease you, Kuro-san."
"For some reason, I'm not getting those vibes, Michael-sama," Kuro huffed and sat cross-legged. He was annoyed, yes, but that didn't mean that he was going to disrespect the leader of the Angels and Seraphs, which would warrant him becoming a Fallen Angel. "So, how can I be of service to you two?"
Despite the perpetual smile of Michael's face, his tone was purely authoritative as he motioned for the young man to walk with him. Gabriel moved to his side and grabbed his hand as they walked. Michael smiled knowingly while Kuro, though initially shocked, subconsciously grasped her hand back. The best way to describe her reaction would be to use this emoji: (≧‿≦)
"Recent studies and observations have reported seeing suspicious activity amongst the Fallen Angels. However, I feel they may have felt our skepticism and have gone into hiding. No one that we have as representatives of Heaven have been able to locate them. What's more is that they have been acting out on their own despite having orders from their current leader, Azazel, to not cause any tension between the Three Factions. What's more is that further investigation shows that they're specifically targeting those who possess Sacred Gears," Michael briefed Kuro on the current situation. The young man didn't need to hear anymore and quickly put two and two together.
"So, you need a dashing, young hero to come save the day?" Kuro asked with a cocky smirk. The widened perpetual smile on Michael's face was the only answer he needed. "Sweet. So, when do I start?"
"You can start as early as tomorrow. Fortunately (or not), the location is near your home in the Surface World, so there won't be any long-distance travelling needed," the leader of the Angels replied dutifully. Kuro saluted with his free hand as a sign of 'mission accepted.'
"Aye, aye, Sir!" a brief moment of silence later… "…Can I have my hand back now, Gabriel-sama?"
Gabriel snapped out of her lovestruck trans and blushed in embarrassment as she swiftly took her hand back. Michael made a mental note to tease his sister about it later…
…but not before getting at least one remark in.
"If you're done flirting with Kuro-san, I need you to come with me for a moment, Gabriel," the blonde woman gave her brother a stern pout.
"I am not… flirting with him…!" the red coloring in her face spoke volumes about her embarrassment on the matter, neither one noticing Kuro leaving to go back home.
Down in the Surface World, the Seishin residence was a moderately sized home located near the woodlands. It was characterized by wooden structures, and a thatched roof. The base is elevated several centimeters from the ground and is laid across horizontal wooden floor beams.
"A mission?" a tall adult male with naturally shaggy, black hair and golden irises asked. He wore a simple red t-shirt with gray lining and gray sweatpants. "It's only been a week since you've been promoted to 10 of Hearts, hasn't it?"
Kuro nodded at his father, Saiga Seishin's, question; "Yeah. Apparently, there's some suspicious activity going on with the Fallen Angels, so Michael-sama told me that I should go dig into it."
"I see…" Saiga rubbed his chin. While he felt that it was a bit hasty to send in his son, who was only recently promoted, the man knew that he had no place to question his superior's decisions. But, his fatherly side kept edging him to at least say this. "Try not to do anything crazy, okay? Or else your mother, sister, and I will really have our heads spin."
"Yeah. Got it."
"Got what?" a third, feminine voice chimed from behind Saiga. It was a woman with long, wavy, dark hair, jade green eyes, and a slender frame. She set down two plates of food for both men on the table.
"Michael-sama just gave Kuro another mission. A pretty long-term one," Saiga answered. His wife, Shizuna Seishin, placed a hand on her cheek with a bit of a worried expression on her face.
"What is it this time?"
"I'm to investigate any suspicious activity from the Fallen Angels. They've seemingly gone rogue and are targeting those who possess Sacred Gears," the great thing was, despite being a human, Shizuna was well aware of the existence of the Three Factions and every other mythology under the sun.
Kuro guessed that was just a requirement when his mother decided to marry and bear the children of an Angel.
"That… sounds rather… dangerous," Kuro knew that tone. Shizuna was about to go into what was known as Mama Bear Mode™.
"Okā-san, I'll be safe. I promise you," Kuro gave a smile to her as an extra measure. It took Shizuna a little bit to acclimate to the linguistics of her son's next assignment.
"Fine… I guess. But there's one more pressing matter that I have to address: you'll be starting school tomorrow, yes?"
That wasn't a question. She was basically say "You WILL start school tomorrow" and Kuro knew better than to argue with a woman, much less his own mother.
"Yes. Though, it will be a bit hard to balance out the mission with classwork, but I'll manage (hopefully)…"
"You'd better. Anyways, your dinner's going to get cold and I'm not reheating it if it does," Shizuna sat down to eat. Kuro looked down onto his lap to see a young girl, fifteen years old, sleeping there. Her shoulder-length black hair hiding her features as Kuro shook his thigh to rouse her up.
"Kazumi-chan, soup's on. Okā-san's not gonna reheat your food if it gets cold," as if on cue, young Kazumi Seishin got up from her place on her older brother's lap and groggily moved to the only empty seat which housed her food. In terms of her appearance, once puberty hit Kazumi, it hit hard and she developed a rather well-endowed figure for her age which made her popular with the boys in her class.
The girl gave out a soft yawn; "What'd I miss?" The other three gave each other looks that read 'should we tell her?'
"Nothing much," I guess that's a no… "We were just talking about how Kuro starts school tomorrow morning."
"Bleeeeeeeehh! Boring!" Kazumi stuck her tongue out at the forsaken word, 'school.' Everyone else just laughed at her expense.
The next day…
Kuro groggily got out of bed while scratching his head. He dragged his feet over to the bathroom and started brushing his teeth. While he didn't voice it last night, Kuro never necessarily wanted to go school, especially a private school that has a uniform. What put off Kuro somewhat was the fact that Kuoh Academy was, until recently, an all-female institution before suddenly deciding to become a co-ed. He really hoped to make some more guy friends since the ratio of guy friends to… lady… friends was 1:3 with the ladies on the winning end.
Kuro splashed his face with cold water to eliminate any remaining grogginess. His hairstyle never really needed much work: just comb out any knots, apply a little bit of gel to his scalp to prevent dandruff, and bam! Ready to go.
He exited the restroom and stared at his uniform that was hanging up against the door, freshly cleaned and ironed by his mother. The uniform consisted of a black blazer with white accents over a white, long-sleeved button-down shirt with vertical linings, a black ribbon on the collar, matching black pants, and brown dress shoes.
'School uniforms suck…!' he mentally groaned.
("Oh, suck it up, you big baby~!") a familiar voice chastised him in his subconscious.
'Amera-sama, at least wait until I've had my coffee to start going Mama Bear™ on me please…'
("Aww, but you're so much cuter and more fun to mess with when you're all groggy and sleepy~") the goddess chimed. Kuro sighed, ever since three years ago when Amera came into his life, she's been either extremely wise and helpful, or incredibly lax and playful.
Sighing, Kuro walked into the kitchen and plopped down on the seat, his parents already seated there; "I feel like a total nerd…"
Wait—I though he was one…
"That's what every kid says on their first day of school, Kuro," Saiga poked fun at his son's misery, his third favorite pastime.
"Well, I think you look handsome," Shizuna sniffled, dabbing her eye with a napkin she seemed to pull out of nowhere. Typical doting mother… "Oh, it seemed like yesterday when I taught you your ABC's! Now, my baby boy's all grown up and starting high school!"
"Okā-san…" said 'baby boy' groaned as he took a comforting sip of his coffee.
"And he's even started drinking coffee! At least I still have little Kazu-chan to keep me company~"
Kazumi poked her head out the kitchen doorway and looked at her mother indignantly; "Hey, I'm not 'little!' I'm a young woman! Look at my boobs!"
One more throaty sigh escaped from Kuro's… throat, I guess, as he finished his food and coffee and grabbed his school bag; "Alright, I'm off."
He had to run out the door to escape the imminent spine-crushing hug from the combined efforts of both his mother and sister.
The school buildings were absolutely graceful with a intricate design, and the school grounds shined from the reflection of the sunlight.
Kuro rose an eyebrow as he looked around the area surrounding him. A whole crowd of students mingled with each other as they walked with the other crowds into the buildings. Sighing, Kuro followed the crowd of students into the building of Kuoh Academy.
He entered the front gates to Kuoh Academy and his eyes widened at just how big the school was. He wandered forward, pulling out his schedule while scratching his head. Kuro had only been on campus for no longer than a minute, and he already was getting comments about him. The boys growled that yet another good-looking guy came to their school, while the girls were swooning over the lost Nephilim-in-disguise with different shades of red spreading across their faces. Making the decision to ignore this, Kuro looked at his schedule once more, looking for the room number. It only took him about two minutes to find his class, and he knocked on the door. The teacher, again female, opened the door, smiled, and ushered him inside.
Peeking into the class, and noticing the looks he was getting from the students, walked in. Kuro rubbed the back of his head nervously, a social tick, as he stood in front of the class.
"Students, this young man right here will be joining us for class starting today. Now, why not tells us something about yourself for us?" the teacher said. Kuro wasn't that used to having so much attention focused solely on him, which caused him to stutter.
"U-um… okay," he cleared his throat before summoning all the charisma he could muster. "Hey, what's up? My name's Kuro Seishin! I was born in Kyoto and came over here to see the sights, grab some good food, and have some fun! …With a little bit of education thrown in the mix, of course… Here's to hoping that we all get along, guys… and gals… Well… there are more gals than guys, but now I'm rambling!"
The class let out a few laughs at his unique intro. Kuro went all the way to the back of the classroom, sitting down silently in his seat. As he listened to the teacher go about her lesson, while simultaneously looking at the birds chirping outside, and listening to the breeze of the trees, Kuro placed his hand under his chin with a soft smile. He didn't know what it was about nature that soothed him so, but the feeling was not unwelcome. He only tore his eyes away from the window to answer any questions the teacher had for him.
During the break, Kuro was bombarded with questions from various classmates about himself.
"Hey, hey, Kuro-san! What's it like in Kyoto?!"
"You have such… crazy hair. Do you put a lot of gel in it?"
"Your arms are quite big. Did you participate in any sports?" another female classmate asked while feeling up his arm.
Kuro was slightly taken aback by all of this attention, but wasn't about to leave them all hanging; "Well, our summers are hot and humid, and the winters are relatively cold with occasional snowfall. Its rainy season begins around the middle of June, although we're prone to typhoons during the later parts of the year. In terms of sports, yeah, I've done football, baseball, and occasionally horse racing. They're mainly guilty pleasures, so I don't really dabble in it much. My hair, though, it's the style I was born with. I don't put much gel in it, actually. I just comb out any knots, apply a little bit of gel to my scalp to prevent dandruff, and bam! Ready to go."
One student ran her fingers through his hair; "Wow! Your hair isn't as thorny as I thought it was! It's really soft."
"I get that reaction a lot. Anyways, nice talking to you guys. See ya around" he got up to go outside and eat his food. Kuro always preferred to eat outdoors.
"Yo, Newbie!"
Turning around, Kuro saw two males about his age, hiding behind a pile of shrubbery. One of the boys had a balding, gray head and looked like he took part in his fair share of sports. The other boy had short black hair and wore square glasses, thus fitting the nerdy archetype of character.
"HEY, fuck you!" the glasses-wearing kid swore to the skies above, confusing both his friend and Kuro.
"Anyways… what's up, Newbie? The name's Matsuda and the crazy guy over there is Motohama," the boy named Matsuda, introduced the both of them, completely oblivious to the searing glare Motohama was giving him. "Hey, you wanna seeing something… amazing?"
"I do like amazing things… I'm in," Kuro agreed with a grin.
The two males smiled mischievously, and they grabbed Kuro, pulling his head into the bushes. Shaking the leaves out of his hair and face, Kuro opened his eyes.
He then heard some rustling and strange laughter coming from Motohama and Matsuda. This clued the boy in on something being wrong when he quickly turned around to see that both of them were gone.
"Huh? The hell did they go?" Kuro got up and out of the shrubbery, dusted his pants off and turned around when the tip of a bamboo sword was mere inches from his face. "Uuhhh…"
Looking away from the shinai, Kuro was face to face with a pair of agitated girls wearing standard kendo outfits.
"What exactly were you doing hiding in those bushes?" the one who asked that question was a brunette girl with a red ribbon holding her hair in a ponytail.
"I… uhhhh…" Kuro raised his finger to try and explain himself, but he couldn't form a proper response as the shinai to his face was making him nervous.
"Answer the question. Now," with that kind of tone… who was he to argue?
"Well, uh, I was just coming outside, minding my own business, when these two dudes came up to me and asked me if I wanted to see something 'amazing,'" Kuro emphasized the 'amazing' by doing jazz hands. "They then grabbed me, pulled me into those bushes, and just… left. And next thing I know, I've got two very angry girls glaring at me with a shinai to my face which is making me very uncomfortable…"
"Who were the two guys that came up to you?"
"Err… one of them had a balding, gray head and the other had square-rimmed glasses. I think they were… Moto-ham and Mustard…?"
("Think harder and not about food…") Amera said from within his mind.
"Um… Oh, I remember now! Motohama and Matsuda!" the deep groans coming from the girls let him know that the two guys were rather infamous. "You all groaned. Why did you groan?"
"Because those two are the Hentai Ni'nin-gumi (Perverted Duo)," the other girl, one with short, pink hair and a white hair ornament answers with anger and annoyance in her voice.
"'Hentai Ni'nin-gumi?' What's the deal with them?"
"You seriously don't know them? I envy you…"
"Of course, I don't know them. I just got here today, so please get this shinai away from my face…"
Both girls' eyes widened at that last tidbit of information; "Wait, your name wouldn't happen to be Seishin Kuro-kun, right?"
"Yeah…?" immediately, the shinai was gone and the girls bowed their upper bodies.
("We're really sorry about that!") they said simultaneously.
Kuro easily waved off their apology with a forgiving smile; "It's alright. I'd probably get the wrong idea, too. But I never really caught your names, though."
Their bodies rose up and they beamed at the young man. The pink haired girl did the taking; "M-my name is Katase, and this is Murayama. It's really nice to meet you, Kuro-kun."
"Alright, then. Murayama-san, Katase-san. Talk to ya later?" he offered. Both of them readily nodded before waving at him and heading back inside.
Kuro sighed in relief; "That was… rather frightening."
"Excuse me," another voice, this one more masculine, reached the boy's ears. Kuro turned around and saw a handsome, blond boy with gray eyes and a mole just under his left one. With a charming smile, he held his hand out to the spiky haired boy. "My name is Kiba Yuuto."
Kuro returned the gesture; "Seishin Kuro at your service. So, what do you need from me, good sir?"
"Actually, I have a message for you from Rias Gremory-senpai," Yuuto explained. "She wishes to meet you at the old school building after classes are done."
"Really, now? Uh, okay, as long as it doesn't take too, too long. Okā-san and my imōto don't like it when I'm out of the house for too long."
"Don't worry. It won't," Yuuto assured with a small, yet poorly suppressed chuckle. The two boys eventually went their separate ways when they heard the bell signaling classes ring, but one nagging thought came into the spiky haired teen's head.
"I TOTALLY MISSED OUT ON LUNCH!" he shouted, scaring any spectators around him. "Hey, uh, Chosha-san (Author), would you be so kind as to go back to the start of this jump cut and add in me eating my food?"
Kuro's text tone chimed and his phone vibrated. Taking it out, he saw that he had two new messages.
[From: Chosha-san
Subject: Your request
"Mmm… Nope (⌐■_■)"]
"Dammit…"
[From: Okā-san
Subject: no subject
"Oh! I almost forgot something! Make sure you watch out for any girls that might catch your eye. I'd love to get to have a daughter-in-law~
XOXO ( ̄З ̄)"]
'How do people keep making these complex emojis?' Kuro thought as he returned to his classes, unaware of two blue-green eyes giving him a scrutinizing gaze.
Thanks, everybody for reading the first chapter of this revamped version of "Kuro vs. D×D!" Just to recap on what the differences from last time are, here's a list of changes to be brought into this story:
• The origins of Kuro's incarnation is expanded upon slightly
• A few original characters have name, appearance, and personality changes (Don't worry, Kuro won't change. He'll still be as wisecracking and fourth wall breaking as usual)
• Kuro's inherit abilities have been altered
• Overall interactions with canon characters are slightly altered
• All original lemon chapters will be removed (Sorry… If you guys want, I can try to do another, separate Lemon Collection for this story. First one was trial and error, but it was a dud…)
• The order of certain events will be subject to change i.e.: when and where Kuro will meet certain characters
Please be sure to Fav, Follow, and drop in a Review and I hope to see you guys again soon!
~ Peace!
