Hello! Welcome to my story. This is a translated version of a story I have been writing since a months ago. I noticed a huge amount of non-spanish speaking people read my story, and because that, I decided to make it easier for them to understand it without the need of Google Translate.
Do keep in mind that English is not my first language, and I still haven't finished learning English perfectly. I'm also helping myself with "DeepL" as I don't have as much time to translate every oration, and every word due to my other activities, However, I will be constantly reading the chapters, to intent correct the worst grammatical errors that come up.
I'm well aware there may be many misspells and mistakes, so please, be so kind as to point them out. I'm open to all criticism and advice, and if someone wants to help me out by being a beta reader, I would gladly accept it.
Now that you understood the above, let´s begin this history.
I hope you like it
Full summary: Nero did not arrive in time to save the sons of sparda, so they both "perish". However, Dante never imagined that death would lead him to a world full of dragons, gods and heroes. But to overcome the challenges ahead, he must slay the deities, and take the powers of the gods to regain those he lost when he was accidentally reincarnated in another world-will there be a God with Devil-Trigger? [Crossover between DMC, Highschool-DXD and Campione] [Fiction story made by a Spanish-speaking fan who knows how to write, Isekai type with adventure, comedy and romance, but without boring clichés, give it a chance, and you'll have fun. Principaly, the plot consist in Dante like MC of DXD History with [Campione] elements, but with hugh/several changes in canon history].
Disclaimer: The characters and story of Devil May Cry, Highschool DXD, Campione!, and any other franchises used in this story, do not belong to me, all credits belong to their respective creators and/or companies. This is just a fictional story made for fun with no profit motive.
Mission 01: Farewell, Sons of Sparda.
'I know you have many questions.
I know you've been afraid and that you once wished you had died years ago.
I also know that this is all for your own good. I know you will feel grateful to me once you see the results of my gift.
Before I go any further, I want you to know that the things I am about to tell you are not for the weak and skeptical. And although my existence may be hard for you to believe, I love to think that I may at least be able to explain to you what happened.
I was born into the lap of luxury, into the paradise of the gods, but that meant nothing to me. My self-imposed husband was nothing. My father was a god with many mistakes. The snake, an overbearing hypocrite. The plants and animals around me were lifeless in my eyes.
Honestly, there came a time when I couldn't take it anymore, and I left that place.
And then I walked through the world I always wanted to see and feel for myself
Unlike my world...
...everything was so real...
...So alive...
...So beautiful...
...So volatile...
...So changeable...
...With free will...
...Unbound...
...No stories repeating themselves over and over...
I Loved that world with all my heart: the plants, the animals, the water, and every rock, and of course...
...the men and women who lived there...
I lived with them, and received many names over time, until one day...
...I realized that, despite all its faults and vicissitudes , they needed all the support I could give them.
I proved to my father that he were wrong with them. I used my mind and my powers to do so. Both of us ended up cooperating, and we built a dual support system hated by all the other gods. Nevertheless, we persevered together.
But unfortunately, my father ended up dying, and despite all the help given by his other children, I still encountered many difficulties in the world of men...
...I was persecuted by those deities with evil intentions...
...they wanted men to be weak in order to continue committing their atrocious acts...
...so I had no choice but to return from my beloved world, to the place where you now find yourself.
The place where I bestow everything to mankind.
And where I will give you my gift.
It is time to be reborn into someone greater.
My name is...[XXX]
And if you are here, that means that in this world [XXX] you have become my child.
I am happy to see you [X-XXX].
You are about to be part of something as big, as you once were.
[xxxx-xx]...
...Dante'
Dante felt the air leaving his lungs. Doubling over in pain, he raised his eyes only to see his brother's agonized face stained in blood.
His sword piercing his chest.
Just as Yamato had pierced his.
Both had already lost their transformations a second ago.
The next thing he saw, was a strange figure of a humanoid devil descending from the skies beside him.
"Nero?"
He wondered for a moment before collapsing to the ground.
Tears trickled down the devil's eyes as he tried to make him react.
But it was useless, he knew that his life, as well as his brother's, was ending.
"I'm sorry Nero..."
That was what he thought when he managed to hear his sobs.
Nero wanted to save the brothers.
But they´re desire to kill each other ended up being stronger...
'It's ironic, don't you think?
Desire.
The power of Desire.
A truly strong demon can fulfill his fantasies or become more powerful just by wishing hard.
That boy, Nero...
...wished to save them, and awakened the devil within him.
While you and Vergil wished to finish each other off, and ended up fulfilling it.
The "Wish" of a demon can become as powerful as the "Authorities" of the gods I am about to deliver to you.
But you already knew that, didn't you?
After all, you wished to kill Argosax. An evil god who was as "Immortal" as your brother.
And your wish was granted on both occasions.
So there's no reason for you to complain now...
...If you already knew, you should have been careful what you wished for at the end of that day 18 years ago, my dear boy'
"Don't cry anymore Nero. It wasn't your fight..."
Using all his remaining strength, Dante placed one of his hands on Nero's shoulder...
...trying to comfort him.
And after a subtle touch, his hand lost its strength and fell to the ground.
His vision became blurred.
"Enjoy your life while you can, and forget about us..."
Her breathing became more labored...
"Have a happy and long life by Kyrie's side..."
...The blood dripped more strongly from his mouth...
"I entrust the Earth to you... My home..."
...And Nero's voice grew fainter and fainter by the second.
"Heh...Home...Family...I wonder if I still remember what that was..."
A subtle smile appeared on his face just as he closed his eyes, and before he took his last breath of air.
He tried to have one last pleasant thought before leaving.
He thought of those days when his brother didn't want to kill him.
When they were a family.
When they had a home.
He thought of his father.
And his beloved mother.
And then one last wish came into his head.
"I wish I could have that again"
The infinite darkness came soon after he had that thought.
'I know that pain very well...
...and it breaks my heart to see how many times you have had to endure it.
No matter how hard I try to see my father, my friends, or my deceased children again, it is impossible.
But at least you got a second chance, didn't you?
That has made me very happy.
As happy as you can imagine.
And that's why, it also pains me that you have become [XXX] one of my children.
What you will have to face is probably not going to make you happy at all.
Many difficulties will come your way.
You will lose precious people again.
And you will suffer a lot.
But leaving you without my gift is not an option.
I know you want it badly.
You desire power.
The power to protect.
And I, your mother, will give you again that which paradoxically, you have desired as much as your new family'
The infinite darkness was there for who knows how long.
There was no thought, no pain, or happiness or any other feeling.
There was nothing.
It was a timeless emptiness.
So the next thing he remember, he don't know how to describe it for sure
At some point, the emptiness slowly turned into meaningless images...
...Images of all colors whose shapes and colors varied like the stars in the firmament.
If there is anything close to describe something like this, the word that comes to mind would be the shapes and colors that form in a "kaleidoscope".
And this kaleidoscope gradually took on the shape of a tunnel...
...If that were possible...
A short time later a light appeared at the end of the tunnel, and then...
...an endless number of questions suddenly burst into his mind...
-[XXX-XXXXX-Kusanagi!-XXXXXX-X]
...The sound of what sounded like a man burst next to one of her ears.
-[XXXXXXXX-XXX-XXX-XXXXXX-XXX-XXX]
-[XXXXXXXX-XXX-XXX-XX]
-[XXXXXXXXXX-XXX-XXX-Jeanne!-X]
-[XXXXXXXX-XXX-XXX-XXXXXX-XX-XX] -[XXXXXXXX-XXX-XXXXXX-XX]
Along with other sounds that seemed to come from at least 5 people plus the sound of what sounded like the moans of a woman in pain.
"Eh? I'm still alive?..."
And seconds after hearing those words in a language he could only identify as "oriental" and of whose words he only understood two, he felt his crotch getting wet from a hot liquid...
"I just peed myself? What the hell?!"
...A spanking followed that sensation in his crotch plus the release of several flatulences from his sphincter, along with the feeling of being moved rapidly. All this happened as his blurred vision began to regain the light of life.
A lamp soon reached his field of vision...
...as well as the figure of what appeared to be doctors...
-¡H#%$&%&%$!
He wanted to scream and ask what was going on, but the only thing that came out of her lips was the cry of what seemed to be a baby. He could not control any of her sphincters, he had almost no control over her muscles, let alone those of her vocal cords. And most importantly, he felt very small...
...So small that he was apparently being carried by one of the doctors, who took him into the arms of an oriental-looking man with black hair and slightly tanned skin and dressed casually.
-[XXXXXXX-XXX-XXX-XXXXXXX-XX-XXXXXXXXX-XXXXXXX-XXXXX-Godou!]
Obviously he didn't understand 99% of what was said by that man who was looking at him with excited eyes and an excited expression while lifting him up happily. It seemed that he was speaking to him in Chinese...Or maybe it was Korean...Or Japanese?
In any case, Dante was severely confused, and the very idea of mentioning what was going on caused him distress...
"It can't be...It can't be...Tell me it can't be...Tell me it can't be!...A hallucination! Yes, that's right, a hallucination my dying brain is having! A way to show me something nice to reassure me in my death! That must be it! I read that can happen this in that magazine I checked when I clogged the toilet!...Hmmmm, but why am I hallucinating about Chinese parents?...Shouldn't I still be dreaming about Mom, Dad and Vergil?!..."
His thoughts were cut off when the man who was holding him had the intention of kissing him affectionately with a large kiss...
"Stop, that looks disgusting! What the hell is going on?!"
...But despite his objections, the man gave him a kiss on the cheek.
The man then turned to look at a silver-haired European-looking woman in a hospital gown, whose smile radiated great warmth as she fixed her gaze on his small person, and then the oriental man finally said another word that he could understand clearly...
-[Jeanne! X-XXXX-XXXX-XXXX-XXXX-XXXX-X]
...just before passing him into the woman's arms.
-And I am mommy my little boy, XXX-XXX-XXX-XXX-X.
She kissed him and hugged him very lovingly almost immediately, after pronouncing some words in a language he could understand, she then addressed some words to the oriental man, who was making funny faces at him, with the intention of making him laugh. Apparently the woman could also speak English, in addition to that strange language.
- "¡&%%&%/!"
Dante tried to tell the man to stop making those faces, that they were not funny, and that he just looked ridiculous, but again the only thing that came out of his mouth was a cry, which the woman who was now holding him in her arms, interpreted differently.
-Stop Godou, you're scaring our son!
-[Jeanne! X-X-XX-XXXXX-XXX-XXXX-XXXX-X]
-[XXX-XX-XX-XXXX]
-[XXX-XX-XX-XXXXX]
"Hey stop arguing, I can't understand you at all!..."
The couple argued a bit between them, and then continued to show affection to little "Dante", before being approached by the facility's doctors who addressed a few words to them before passing them out of the delivery area.
-[XXX-XX-XX-XXXX]
-[XXX-XX-XX-XXXXX]]
The talks continued, the displays of affection continued, he was fed, bathed, and felt very embarrassed in many ways, yet also very happy in another way that he did not want to admit.
Nevertheless, he continued to be confused by a situation...
"Oh shit, how much longer is this dream going to last?"
...The "dream", it seemed, didn't want to end. A short time later he would realize that it was not a dream.
But the beginning of a new and crazy life.
Mission completed!
Primary mission objective: Recognize that you have been reincarnated in the first hour of life: Not achieved: Secondary mission objective: Control your sphincters before the first hour of life: Not achieved. Mission Rating: Hour: D/Orbs: 0/Style: D/Damage: D/Mission rank: EX/ Total: D
Time since your arrival to the new world: Less than 5 minutes.
Next mission: Mission 02: Meet the new world.
Hello, If you made it to this part, it means that you were at least a little interested in the proposal, and that my English is good enough not to be a completly piece of crap. :V
...Anyway, let me explain what this story will be about.
Gods May Cry: It's a crossover between the DMC, Hihschool DXD and Campione! franchises, with Dante as the main character. And one of the themes of this fic, is to show that Dante can be as great as he was, even without sparda's blood. Acquiring the powers he lost through hard work, strategie, and Killing gods : I want to differentiate my fic like this from other stories.
This story could be considered an alternate universe, so the Lore of those franchises won't be exactly the same.
All the doubts you may have and/or missing clarifications will be revealed as the story progresses, but...
...There are points to keep in mind before reading the next chapter:
1) This Dante will have an evolution of the character, so he is a little more mature and more open to relationships with women compared to the canonical one, however the essence of the character will be maintained, but if you don't like this, don't read it.
2) Dante will have "Authorities/Abilities" related to the "Styles", "Devil-Hearts" and "Devil-Arms" and transformations of the game.
3) The romance will be better developed than in the original DXD or Campione! story, but don't expect a shakespearean play: the story is more focused on action.
4) If you don't know anything about the [Campione!] novel/anime series, don't worry, this story will tell you what it's about. But in short, it's a series where the human who kills a god, acquires the powers of that god, as if it were an rpg.
5) Elements and characters from DMC1, 2, 3, IV, V, and the novels will appear at some point. Consider this "Earth-2" AND the DMC universe "earth-1".
Best regards and stay safe!
LITTLE ADVANCE for whoever will take the trouble to read to the end...
...
He had forced himself towards those two beasts fighting each other, his body little more than a mass of barely living flesh. His senses had all but evaporated, his mind had begun to break down as his consciousness cracked and faded. All he could remember were the faces of his old and new family, as well as that of his friends.
But that had been enough, enough to keep him alive, enough to keep him going.
Whoever was in front of him would pay for everything he had done with his blood.
Next, he acted on instinct...
...at that moment there simply hadn't been enough of him to store the information his failing senses were receiving...
...The figure of a great dragon...
...Trying to engulf what appeared to be a man covered in golden hair with its maw...
...All around it, untold devastation...
...The very air around them was boiling.
The statues and buildings nearby completely destroyed, while the stone of the streets had cracked to bleed fire. All around them the wailing and screams...
...cries for mercy and crazed laughter of once-human animals.
It was simply a heartbreaking scene that could drive anyone to madness.
However, "Toni" was not in a state that could be described as sane.
His mind was shattered and his body was only alive because he had forced himself to stand up one last time...
...One last time before the broken bones turned into blades finished impaling him from the inside and completely collapsed his already withered organs...
He only stood up because his will dictated it; the will of the half-breed he once was, and the man he still is.
He was impervious to the pain of his broken legs, because he had suffered worse things in his first life. He was impervious to fear, because he had already seen hell countless times. He didn't feel the heat of the flames because his nerves had long since evaporated. There was no pain, no terror, no regrets; all there was was the primordial imperative that led to the remnant that had once been Dante.
-"It ends with the culprit of it all"
Under any normal circumstances, murdering a god while being a mere human would be an impossible task.
But the one who once called himself Dante knew no such word.
Despite having his mind in ruins, his instinct and will were enough to lift the sword that had accompanied him all these years.
Pulling out all the pieces of power he had, the sword throbbed in the presence of the "dragon".
With his body about to be extinguished, he no longer cared about the price to pay...
...In order to put an end once and for all to all the suffering caused by them, he offered the sword what it had been asking for.
-"Take what's left of my life, and eliminate them both."-So as his last act, the remnant that had once been Dante whispered his last words with his lasts breaths...-'Sorry, red dragon...'-...and raised with all his might that sword filled with an immense purple aura...-'...But that son of a bitch, he must die!'...on the dragon and the "man" in its jaws in front of him-'Nae-xxxx!'
*Boooooooooooooooooooooooooom*!
Rías did not manage to hear correctly what "Toni" said the next moment, as his anguished screams plus the subsequent shockwave drowned out all sound. Not to mention, the wave of power from that sword collapsed the lengths of the streets in front of them, obscured by the explosion of purple light that "Toni's" final act had unleashed.
When the light faded all that remained was a decimated length of land that had once contained streets and buildings. That and the shadow of a "man with a armor" disintegrated in the pavement, plus the shadow of a red dragon of colossal size, reduce to ashes.
She then turned to "Toni", expecting to see the last of her life slip away...
...to see his corpse fall, as tears flooded down her cheeks...
...But instead, she was greeted by the sight of a white-haired young man, asleep and lying on the ground with his clothes torn...
...fully restored to the peak of his health...
...And with a strange bracelet holding a green jewel on one of his wrists, which had not been there before.
At that moment she knew:
The sacrifice had been made...
...The sacrifice for the ritual of [XXX] to be completed...
...A human killing a god.
Whereupon, the blessing of [XXX] had been conferred upon him.
If a human being is very, very lucky, he will become "something" superior when he ends the life of a Deity...
Champions. Gods-Slayers. Supreme-Sorcerers. True Demon-Kings.
They received many names throughout the ages.
But the angels and demons call them by another name...
... "Nephalem".
Children blessed by heaven.
Beings capable of using the powers of the gods who slay. Both the heavenly graces of angels and the dark powers of demonic deities.
And a new Nephalem had just been born.