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Notice: ...There was a scene missing last chapter, my mistake—I replaced it. I think it should clear up at least some of the confusion.
Reviews:
Aidois: Ooh! I can't wait either! ...But the wait for that may be quite the long while.
Guest: "Oh?" That was whole point, to be honest. A Riser & Issei "fusion" should be "disgusting" (probably not in the way you meant), well, at least, initially, in this story. So, seriously, continue with the comments. It shows I'm doing something right (I've done a lot of 'wrong' things on FFN).
HeavensDownfall: Is that so... Well, I'm glad nonetheless. However, may I know what had caused you to drop this?
Animeloverq8: Yep, there's definitely harem. As for the story between Issei and the Elders, that won't be revealed until later... like perhaps ~10-ish chapters later.
striker stigma: She is (somehow) my second favorite female in the DxD world... so she will be rather important but please, pardon the "torture." lol...
LaughingStalk Lenny-kun: One side of me went: ...I call "HAX!" How does one "burn" neuro-memory?! The other: —Simply AMAZING! You are a weezurd! ...And, in all seriousness, thanks. lol
BrotherCaptainSheperd: ...Uh, my bad. I missed a whole scene somehow when uploading (stupid duplication error thing)... But, the missing scene is back as I said in the notice.
Zentari2238: ...Yeah, I certainly do do that a lot. However, I think I sped up my pacing quite a bit. —You're the judge, not me...
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Issei looked through the whole house—every nook and cranny—and yet it was devoid, except for the assorted yet sparse and rather elaborate furniture...
He had to apologize.
He had broken his promise.
He was supposed to "come back alive."
...He had hated the feeling of breaking his promise, even if he had only done so only once. Or was it? In the new memories, he broke some promises he had swore to keep. Yet, even so, it struck a cord in him because he was Issei Hyoudou. —To break one's promise was to break a piece of oneself. He was the Hero.
He needed to apologize. He had to find them. He just had to!
And thus, he searched once more—in vain.
...
"...My parents," He whispered to himself, "aren't here?" ...Finally, he had snapped out of his frantic trance, cooling down.
'Was my life was paid by my parent's life?' That was one of the many questions that went over various transformations with in his head.
He didn't have the sort of resources or influences to search into his many questions. However, he reluctantly came to a decision: he would ask Sirzechs about any people who had lived in the house. ...It simply was the only thing he could do at that moment since he wouldn't dare to go back on his promise—even more so, that it involved Rias and by extension, Akeno, Koneko, Gasper, Yuuto—the future, the one he was going to remake in his palm. ...He only hoped he wouldn't have to break that promise with Sirzechs, or any more, in all.
Once more, he fell into his memories.
—No matter his past embarrassment, their past stern words, his past "over-perversion," their love, they would forever be his parents.
It was from them that you gotten a backbone, an "inner" voice told him.
After all, it was his father who told him to never back down (unlike his certain devilish and biological father...). It was his mother who sincerely told him to never give up, and as so with his 'new' biological mother. And those words had certainly stuck with him throughout his greatly perverted life. Without them, those words, and their love, he was sure he would've been a bigger let down (before being a devil originally).
Grr~
—His stomach groaned, leading him towards his kitchen.
Once he made his way, standing in its doorway, Issei stared over to the kitchen.
...He didn't know how to cook, at least, not as well as his girls (both past and then), leaving him a bit more than used to great foods. —He had also promised Ravel to leave it all up to her. But, it wasn't as if he regretted that fact as she did make one helluva cheesecake (his favorite food), among other things.
Perhaps, it was time to eat out... He patted at his sides for his wallet—an instinct engraved into him in his old life. ...If he had money (yen) on him, that was. He even forgot to take his universal currency card (a supernatural exclusive item).
...He began wondered aloud, more to distract himself from the fact he had no money than anything else. "Is... Kaichou still at school?" It wasn't that he was going to ask for help (he did have "some" pride), but rather to indicate as to why he was there in Kouh. ...If it didn't work out, he would reluctantly use Sirzechs' name.
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Raynare whimpered, feeling her sticky legs shake in her every step.
She despised accepting the new mission: to gain attention through the "usage" of the newly-titled "Witch." The "Wtich," or Asia, from what Raynare has heard, was undoubtedly naive, overly kind, sheltered and quite the budding beauty. If the Fallen was honest to herself, Raynare would say she was quite jealous of the young woman—she had an easy life. In all aspects, that girl was a certain angel in the future. ...Akin to her own life, Asia's life took a swift downfall.
And if her mission and her cruel "benefactor" was anything to go by, the girl's life would certainly get worse. Much worse.
...However, Raynare wasn't cruel.
She would kill her as she wasn't technically forbid from doing so.
...Don't get her wrong; it wasn't that she was that jealous, or a vile mistress, instead Raynare wouldn't allow the girl to see what her life meant in the cruel world. The girl probably had no idea as what kind of influence she actually had. Various magicians would search the world for her power, that hinted immortality. Devils couldn't allow for such a potentially great [Bishop] slip through their hands. The Church faction, though trying their best to keep on the low, had a certain ex-wielder of Durandal alongside others she has heal searching for the healer. And that was only the friggin' beginning!
Nonetheless, somehow, her (fucker of a) "master" had somehow reached the girl first, leading to Raynare's current mission. That fact alone made Asia's role to be the one at the center of war, as they—Raynare, herself—were instigating war. And if the blond girl was anything like her rumors, Asia wouldn't be able to... live with the fact that she had been the cause of war (in a way). Such outrageous words would drive the girl mad, breaking the young, innocent girl.
By killing her, Raynare was, in fact, reluctantly saving her. No matter, how... twisted the whole reasoning was.
—Besides even if she did kill her, and if war started, Raynare would probably be one of the first one dead—most likely at the hands of a certain war monger, simply because he could.
As Raynare lowered herself into the filled tub, until her chin hit the water and her knees to broke the shifting surface.
She still didn't like to kill, whether it being killing her brethren or the humans her kind had sought to "protect."
...Raynare shook her head.
"I hate myself."
Where had the love-struck her gone... wrong?
She had done all she could to at least try and understand what her infatuation enjoyed. Even to go as far to work with him (holding back her girlish squeals). Yet, what had she done to deserve her cruel fate? Her eyes glistened as she hugged herself, drawing warmth from the steaming water, as if it were hugging her—comforting her. In seemed to her, the only time she felt at peace, or as closest as someone of her "high" ranking could be, in water. Though strange, Raynare never bothered to address why and instead was thankful for such...alleviation.
She was a hypocrite.
By killing the girl (by taking out her sacred gear), Raynare was in all actuality, only doing so she could benefit herself. Though only because in a spur of a moment, she had said so to inspire her rule over her various subordinates by promising to rise in the ranks with her "immortality." And it would be one less... useless human, so to speak, if she held onto her facade's ideals.
The black-haired Fallen dug her face into her palms just before her shoulders trembled.
However, that was all a facade A lie to who she really was.
She didn't want the war—she didn't want to kill—to die. However, that was to be expected as she was only trying to survive, right? Even with nothing left for her to return, she only wanted to survive for the hell of it?
—Wrong.
Because there was a small string hope that she would survive.
Though, it would come through sacrifice and exercised diligence.
However, her lips firmed, it wasn't her own sacrifice, not yet at least. —It would be Asia's. Yet, Raynare knew, even with the healing powers, if before her higher-ups, it would be entirely useless. They were simply monstrous after all. Azazel was no exception. He would hunt her down for starting the war.
That really broke her broken heart.
But, She looked up, to the ceiling above, there was no going back, right? It was too late. Azazel didn't like traitors, despite one of his Fallen titles. She really had no place to go to as the Fallen populace, though a mess themselves, would follow his orders in hunting those who stray even more into the "darkness," so to speak.
She never noticed the bladed black dog in the corner as she lowered herself deeper into the water, refusing to cry, as the water and her beautiful wings—acting as a shield from reality—comforted her.
"...Arrf?"
The dog was pulled back into the darkness.
"Don't worry about it, Jin."
...I'm not so shameless that I would peek on a... rather beautiful woman... A certain Longinus user thought as he stared—(just in case if something happened, dammit!)—while departing.
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"My name is Hyoudou Issei!" The male bowed before his other older sister.
Without looking up from her papers, the young woman opened a drawer and pulled forth a thin packet. "Please fill this in. It'll tell whether or not, you're qualified for entering this school."
Sona-kaichou.. is always Sona-kaichou, I guess. Yet, instead of snickering at his thoughts, he frowned, summoning a portion of his devilish energy. "No problem, Sitri." It was then, the glasses-clad devil looked up, alarmed—but still rather composed, as ever.
"Who?" She said simply.
Issei smirked, though not by his given choice , as he sat back, crossing his legs. "An old friend." He had to keep up his facade, after all.
The Sitri didn't blink and stared him down. Her response was going to be snarky, with apparent withheld spite, "Friend?" She scoffed, as her eyes narrowing into something that wasn't quite a glare."No—All I saw, was a potential marriage candidate" to shoot down, they both knew even if it went without saying. After all, it has been what she's been doing for quite a while.
—That really did hurt. Because then, all their laughter, fun, and time altogether was nothing in her eyes. But, he was more than deserving to such phrase.
However, that also meant, she did know who he was then.
Issei scoffed based on his memories of before-Sekiryuutei Riser. "Issei isn't here by choice. Issei wouldn't want to be in this lowly place." His reasoning was backed by his "reluctance" in leaving the Underworld. But in all actuality, he wasn't supposed—permitted—to leave.
Sona, however, seemed to take offense at his word, lowly, but didn't say anything about it. "Then why?"
"To protect Rias, why else? Oh and, perhaps, you, while I'm at it." By Gods, those—his—words pissed him off.
At that, Sona's visage flickered with disbelieving. "You, protect me—"
Issei snapped; he couldn't take the hate for any longer, else his facade break. It was one of his main reasons for never coming in contact with Sona or Rias. "Kokabiel. Cadre-class Fallen." He breathed down her ear from behind her with her own arms above her in his grasp. —He was faster and stronger than her, that was a fact they both knew. He was a devil who could hold his own for quite a while against an Ultimate-class devils.
Although, he wasn't exactly sure why had taking that kind of stance when holding her body. Perhaps... Issei didn't let his frown show, I really do miss them much greater than I convinced myself...
They were his beloved Onee-chan (plural), though Sona after some fallout between her older sister, became a 'Nee-sama,' due to her seriousness.
"Issei is not one to doubt Lucifer's word."
Sona, while initially confused, regained her composure, her lips in a firm line opposed to her initial expression of a frown. She was thinking throughout their whole conversation and realized something. "I'm not either, but then why not keep us in the Underworld as one of your glorified trophies? Why not tear us from this supposedly 'low' place?" She felt his grip loosen. She knew she had gotten the reaction she wanted even before she tore herself from him. She spoke in a low tone. "What happened, Ise?" Her eyes saddened at the sight of his flinch.
Sona wanted to question more but Issei cut her off, looking away from her.
"Please," his plead began, "drop it."
No. I can't do that when it tore us, and Rias apart.
Sona would get her answers. She absolutely deserved them, unlike a certain red-head who couldn't see past of what was shown—not that Sona blamed her, when you have a family like hers, Rias was lucky to be in such a "happy" family. "Then: Why?" At least that much would be—sufficient. Even with the "open" question, they both knew that both of them knew what she meant.
Why did best-friends forever fail?
Why did he leave?
Why... everything?
"...please."
Sona sighed, dusting off her arms. Issei Phenex wasn't one to say "please." He was one who took whatever he wanted—though from what she seen herself, he did so with the smallest hints of thanks—and did whatever he pleased.
However, he never took any help.
Something that had never changed.
Sona instead, spat on his plead, figuratively, "I'm not doing anything until I get my answers, Phenex." However, Sona knew he could actually force her into doing so, though she doubted he use force—only if that part of him didn't change. She didn't know, and couldn't tell at that moment, so had to she play her next cards right. "—I'll tell." That had gotten him to look straight at her.
—Though she felt kinda bad for using such a despicable option.
"I'm serious about Sirzech' words." He said, as if it would prevent her from continuing.
It almost gained a snort from her. "So am I." She propped her head onto her hands, unwavering to her his intense gaze. "However, it's either you go to Rias or you give me answers."
—But, it felt good. Real good, in fact.
Nonetheless, she couldn't fathom as to why he, her "cute" little brother, couldn't see it from her perspective—she wanted to help, more so it was her duty as his "Nee-sama." Of course, she hated him in the way Rias had, but she couldn't believe such could actually happen to one of the purest of Devils she has ever meant.
Issei initially opened his mouth then closed it, furrowing his brows. "...I became strong." He didn't quite understand the whole entirety of the Elders' plot either ...He was "too busy" trying to keep sane—at least, mostly sane.
"For what exactly?"
"I don't know." He said simply and looked away.
The Sitri heir didn't say anything. However, she didn't quite believe his words, yet she couldn't see no reason for him to lie or a sign of such either.
"...Fine," She said after a while, resting her hands onto her desk—dealing with him was always stressful. She didn't let herself fall victim to her memories before she spoke. "...I'll see you tomorrow, Hyoudou-san. Come see me for your classes." While it wasn't the answers she was looking for, she had gotten something.
Issei thought it would better to leave it as that for now. However, unlike all his other words, his next words came out, naturally. "I'll see you then, Shitori-kaichou." He opened the door and turned, "And, tha... Thank you." With that said and done, he swiftly left.
...Waiting a few moments after his departure, Sona whispered more to herself than anyone else. "Firstly... it doesn't mean I forgive you."
—Secondly, she sighed outwardly, "Saji. Get out the closet."
At that, the closet made various crash noises, before popped out the gray-eyed reincarnated devil. When he finally stood and dusted himself, dignifiedly, he threw a finger towards the door, looking her way. "K-Kaichou! Who was that man! A-A-And why did he grab you like that!"
She simply stared at him ramble. At least he hadn't heard anything... due to my quick thinking. "How many times do I tell you, 'don't go through that way,' tell me Saji." Her voice was firm and rather annoyed.
"B-B-But—"
"Tell me." Her gaze intensified.
His head drooped as he gave up on the subject before, externally. "17 times, Kaichou..."
And it's only been about 3 weeks! Sona sighed once more. "I'm not in the mood for punishing you, Saji, so just go home for today. And don't go through that way." A few times, she had caught him trying to peek. The other times... well, whatever floated on a perverted teen's fetishes.
"Hai, Kaichou..." With that, he made his way to the correct door, and left.
Then she turned to her papers before she shook her head. It was all his fault that she gotten so responsible. However, even with the strong sense of responsibility, her mind was far too distracted with the male. She even began noting various things.
Thirdly, he never said any first names, even to go as far to call me, 'Shiori-kaichou.' That meant he respected the culture of the area, also not seeing this world as "lowly" but that he didn't see himself worthy of being a close-friend. She delved deeper in the recollection. To turn my childhood friend into this and that "thing," what exactly happened for him to get stronger? ...And based on how he acted, it wasn't by his choice.
Truthfully, she missed him. However, like her red-head best friend, she couldn't stand it to him that way. But, with the new revelations... her thoughts of not being able to 'stand it to see him that way' took a whole new meaning.
She would get to the bottom of it, even if her friends didn't want her to. If not her, then who else?
A presence made itself known by her side—Shinra Tsubaki, "Tea, Kaichou?"
"Ah," her [Queen] always came at the best moments, "Yes, thank you," and made some of the greatest tea. It caused her to slouched back—an action she would only reveal to Tsubaki. "Did you pick up any other presences?" Sona inquired.
The other glasses-clad female shook her head, before she delicately inquired in her [King]'s condition with a soft-spoken tone, "Are you okay?" She noticed the grip on the cup tightened and that Sona's glasses gained a glare, which hid her eyes.
"Not really." Sona simply said, which seemed like a whim if one didn't know the actions of before, before Tsubaki even asked, "Can I have a moment of your time?"
Tsubaki, in turn, smiled, motherly, before humming a smooth "mhm."
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Nor did anyone know of Asia's divine affinity.
—Dragon.
"Uuu~! I tripped again..."
Her words dragged off as she matched eyes with a certain black (brown) sheep kneeling before her, as he held her veil.
As it once was, the meeting was totally accidental. He hadn't kept up-to-date on the human calendar in the Underworld. However, at the moment, none of that mattered.
"Asia..."
His whisper went almost ignored by her. But it caused her to scramble up in excitement, anxiety and thankfulness. "I—" Her words died in her throat once his firm arms held her, tightly and yet gently: a motion that went beyond just a greeting.
She didn't know him, did she?
...
"{:/Thank you so much, Mister Hyoudou!/:}" Asia said in Italian, reaching for his hands.
In order to fix his mishap, Issei had lied, by making a story of how she reminded him of someone... who had the same name as her (spoken in Italian) as they fixed up Asia's suitcase. He thanked the high powers of the world that Asia was so innocent and he hoped his actions didn't greatly change the future.
"{:/Really, it's fine. I should be apologizing for surprising you like that./:}" Issei would've turned away slightly, and scratched at his cheek if it weren't for her soothing hands still holding his own—and if he could, he would keep it that way. Even if she never knew of the experiences, it didn't mean he would ever forget.
Grrr~
Issei looked at her stomach with a smile. "{:/My treat?/:}" The whole scene was playing out as it originally had—so magnificently innocent.
In her selfless turn, she shook her head and waved her hands out, "{:/I c-can't possibly—/:}"
Grrrr~
...
"Uuuu~" The sheltered blond foreigner was rather troubled over the facts that she couldn't order anything for herself, didn't know how to eat the overwhelming thing named 'Burger,' and that someone else had payed for it. Simply, she was such a bother.
However, seeing the bright smile across his face was enough for her thoughts change, as she stood, before the abandon chruch, waving at the departing citizen.
"{:/At least... I didn't involve a normal person.../:}" Asia's whispered to herself as she knocked on the doors.
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Vorpal: The beginning is rather blatantly inspired by a certain half-blood's experiences (Maybe you won't see what I mean now, but you will later) and is to show the confusion/mentality of having conflicting memories, mixed with uncertainty.
Sona (Other childhood friend trope) & Issei: I dunno, it was the spur of the moment when I had originally wrote it... But, I think it's better that what I originally done... if you remember that is... Heh, unless you like Dress Break and a naked but glasses-clad Sona. However, that isn't here nor there... Yet?
Did Sona seem OOC?
Raynare: You know how Asia, during her pseudo-date, left with Raynare? I found it bit weird Asia was a bit less than reluctant to leave, even if she was selflessly trying to protect Issei. And all I am going to personally say is, she's my second favorite DxD female. Even if I torture her... lol...
Tobio: Uh, why not? He does know about her, after all he is the #1 Grigori Fighter. And yes and no to the questions that you may or may not have about him. Except for the one thing: no, he isn't "deadpool," he's just having conflicting thoughts...
Sorry about the wait! Busy here and there, and I didn't want to screw this chapter up. (Says the guy who wrote this in more-or-less three hours at more-or-less 12 am because he couldn't sleep. Yeah...)
Editing: What's that? (I''ll be back later)
Have a nice day!
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"*Sniff* Ashes? ...Hyoudou-senpai... was here? *Sniff* ...Dragon?"—Koneko
"Please! I beg you, Rias Gremory! Even if I must..."—Raynare
I apologize in advance for the many names... I've been reading too many manhua/manhwa/mangaka and LNs, lol. Also, playing with Lore is a lot of fun. :)
[Maverick Waters]/[Sea Empress' Water of Calamity]/(Greater Leviathan) — 14th (Lost) Longinus
(Azazel's joke - "A more focus version of [Zenith Tempest] but a more offensive version of the [Sephiroth Graal]! Haha! Suck it, "Father!" I did it! I 'made' a [Longinus]!)
An 'original' dragon-based & water-based gear 'made' by the Grigori.
One day, the Governor of Fallen Angels had happened to stumbled across it on his walk on the beach (go figure). And unfortunately for him, he couldn't not use/unleash the power that he felt within the sphere jewel. The see-through, sky blue pearl contained, unknown to the Grigori even to the Governor, the mad-driven Otohime or Calamity.
She was living in the ancient human world when her beloved husband went missing. However, she couldn't search for him as she had to return to the sea to take the throne of her also missing God-Dragon father (A God [An ideal] who emerged as a dragon and is NOT on par with Ophis), the "God-Dragon Emperor of the Sea (Japanese Lore; Greater [Emperor] God)," often dubbed as "Watatsumi." In spite of the higher gods' decision, she fell for her madness (dragons AND gods are rather impulsive in various myths), made oceans imperially rage for years, gaining her the title, "Evil God-Dragon Empress of the Ascending (/Rising) Sea or Calamity the God-Dragon Empress of the Evil Sea." However, for disrupting his faction, a certain Biblical God (with the help of the Shinto Faction) sealed her in a Sacred Gear for disturbing peace... and the ships, land, and people of his religion.
Due to being unresponsive to its users, it was forgotten (a "glitch," that went without the want of fixing).
The pearl had one day 'chosen' Raynare as its wielder by being absorbed by her body. However, it was kept from even her ears and was reluctantly locked within her, waiting to be unleashed.
It starts as a sacred gear that is of the highest of the High Tier (according to Azazel) then is recognized as a Longinus Tier, like Gasper's gear.
Manifestation: Aquamarine serpent or dragon tail with some amount of translucence, like diamonds, light sky blue orbs, and is covered in spikes that look the same as the orbs.
+Enlarges/Extends/Splits with excess/unused water
Ability:
+To control all things water based (yes, even blood)
+To talk to the consciousness of Otohime
+[Surge] — Summoning of Water (Mostly beneficial for the intended users: humans)
—Attributes/Affinities can be added (Holy, etc.)
+[Dissolve] — Liquefaction - Very Taxing to activate and uphold
—Consciousness of Life remains
—The replacement of energy is within User (science.)
+Grows depending on the user's will
—Taxes user's will
—...Random occurrence of sexual need occur (there IS a reasonable reason (imo)!)
Sub-Balance Breaker:
+[Restore] — Dubbed, "Drink of Life" -inspired by various interactions of various [Sacred Gears]; most notablely, [Twilight Healing] & the [Boosted Gear]
—Replenishes one's stamina, strength and soul at the cost of the user's (Raynare's) sanity
—Cleanses Impurities (hint hint)
+[NO NAME] — Special Attribute = Consciousness
—Main purpose is to serve and protect the Wielder at all cost
—Immune to physical attacks
When Mastered:
+Sanity is no longer effect/effected very little depending on what is used or how the sacred gear has evolved
+Gain aquamarine dragon wings
+Gains "Calamity's TRUE water"
(As Otohime is more often than not unresponsive, the Sacred Gear had evolved so that it doesn't need the will of the Otohime's soul to call upon her power {Won't shout abilities, unlike Issei's [Boosted Gear]})
[Balance Breaker(s)]
The God-Dragon Empress Armor of the Ascending/Rising Sea / The Calamity Dragon's Armor
Manifestation: Gives its wielder a suit that makes the wielder look like a humanoid dragon.
+The suit is similar to the [Boosted Gear] and [Dividing Gear] but with the same colors as the aquamarine appendage located near the butt (tail) when activated and a more feminine look (but still awesome). However, instead of the [Booster Gear] yellow spikes and the [Dividing Gear] brownish-yellow spikes, its spikes is the same translucence light blue all over the armor.
+The also translucence light blue round gems (formed from Calamity's TRUE water) that cover the tail also cover the body; the number depends on the wielder's ability to wield the gear.
—The max is twenty-eight: three on each arm, one on each knee, one at each ankle, five on the chest area making a wide 'V' starting from below the bust and center of the chest, two on both the right and left side of the waist area and four on the tail.
Ability:
+Influx of temporary (time based on Sacred gear affinity) power (magical strength, magic reserves, strength, and endurance, as most BxB do)
+Allows great water control but it greatly taxes the user's stamina & sanity (:As the same with DxD's "Holy Grail" — "Presence of the will of life" = [Water]/{Law of "Ascendancy"}:)
+Immunity to physical attacks (OP! I blame the slimes!)
The Forbidden move:
Juggernaut Drive: [An ability exclusive to Sacred Gears that retain "Heavenly" Dragons]
+[Astrayed Paradise Of Calamity]/[Evil God-Dragon Empress' Rage]/[Dragon of Ascendancy]
— Unleashes the madness of Otohime in the form that came before her sealing
+Transform user's body into one of "dark" water with a savage consciousness
+Allows for control over anything that is in a liquid state (combined with [Absolute] = OP)
+[Reverse the Circle]/[Calamity's "True" Water] - Summoning "evil" water that reaps at the soul, killing those come in contact with it, including that of the user
—Attribute = [Negative]
+Immunity from physical attacks
Attributes / Affinity= (Strength of any one varies in any group)
Law (Branches to Order, Divinity/"Holy") to Truth (sacred swords compared to Gods' divinity then to Laws of "Nature")
"Devilish"/Anti to Dream (A Devil compared to Great Red) (Law-breaker)
"Magical"
Physical
Transformation/"Life" (Combination to "create"):
Fusion (combining Law(s))
Make up: Pressure/Energy: "Air" - Wind/ "Heat" - "Energy"/ "Water" - Ice"/ "Earth" - "Metal"
Strengthen
Resist (resistance to Laws)
+Anti-(insert) - (of that that reverses that of a /basic/ "(insert)" through Law) ex. = "anti-dragon," etc...
+(insert) (of that that makes the /basic/ "(insert)" through Law), "dragonic" (dragon) resistance, etc...
Negative (Deconstructing Law/Matter)
+Null/"Destruction"/"Worthlessness" to Apocalypse & End (Bael compared to Trihexa - Wielder of both)/(Removing to Ending/Special Strengthen of T.I.M.E)
Infinity (special resistance to T.I.M.E.)
(There ARE more/variation) ("Confusing? Sorry.")
(And, no, this was NOT based on anything)
DxD's "Power Levels":
666-Apocalypse (True Red Dragon God Emperor of Apocalypse - "Great Red"/Emperor Beast of Apocalypse - "Trihexa")
665-"True" Dragon God (Ophis), Law
15-"Heavenly" Dragon (God-Dragons, Ddraig, Albion)/"Law-Breakers" (Ex: 'Super-Devils')/Samuel (Anti-version)
12-Gods/Greatest of Races (Such as the Greatest of Nekoshou in the Nekomata race)
10-Dragon Kings/Top-tier Evil Dragon (not the strongest)
9-(Normal) Satans/Seraphim/Original Seraphim (Fallen)
8-Ultimate-class Devils/Cadre-class Fallen/8-Winged Fallen & Angels/Most Longinus Users
7-The average "aged" Dragon
6-High-class Mythos/Most "Relic" (Like Excalibur Fragments) Users
5-Young Dragon/Middle-aged Elven
4-Middle-class Mythos/Most Sacred Gear Users (I'm looking at you, Hero-Faction!)
3-Low-class Mythos/Average Magician
2-Slime/Goblin/Box Lurkers (yes.)
1-Average Human
(Exponential difference in strength)
There are, of course, exceptions to the list, like Crom Cruach (being on par with a Heavenly Dragon though being an Evil Dragon).
Random: Tiamat x Issei or Tiamat x Ajuka? I heard the latter may be a thing.