Hey! It's me! I'm back. Sorry for the delay, I was busy with college and had several stories being written.
So yeah. Ren lost an arm due to something and moved out of the Hostess of Fertility. Several members of the Astraea Familia are alive.
Ryuu still wiped out that Familia though.
Comment reactions:
Lilbigstoryteller:
Well, time skips are always easy to implement but don't worry the storyline will (hopefully) make sense.
Melancholic Reader:
Good to know lol
Surfing cipher:
Yeah, I got this idea from a fate x High school DxD read once.
Kyred:
That is right my fellow captain.
Now onwards, to the story!
Disclaimer:
I do not own Danmachi in any shape or way. If I did, I would have made Bell join Artemis instead. The only things that I own are my OCS, Some plots of this story and other stuff.
A one-armed young man can be seen walking through the bustling streets of the dungeon city of Orario. He is dressed in his regular green trench coat over a white shirt, a pair of blank pants, and boots.
He strolled through the sea of people forming in the center of the world and the only place with access to the dungeon. This made it the hotspot of many aspiring adventurers and large amounts of people from different walks of life.
Assassins.
A mental image of a familiar black cat carrying a knife appeared on his mind.
Bounty hunters
An image of a brown-haired scarf-wearing young woman wearing a pair of gloves.
Healers.
An image of a certain saint appeared on his mind.
Royalty
A green-haired beautiful young lady dressed in regal clothes.
and more.
The young man stopped in front of a stall selling apples and picked one out. Paying for it, the young man sunk his teeth on the juicy fruit and devoured it.
It has been seven years since he arrived in this world. Almost five of those years have been spent in this city.
His name is Ren Cruz, currently a member of a certain familia. One that he wishes to leave for certain reasons that his mentor and teacher understood.
As much as he appreciated his help all those years ago, he still felt fear near that woman. Especially what happened during the visits that he and his teacher, Chiron, experienced a couple of years. His empty left sleeve flowed with the wind with each step he took. It served as a reminder that there are things stronger than him as well as a promise to his unknown savior. One that he has some theories and several hypotheses as to who it was.
The young man stopped walking, his lone eye looked at a rather familiar figure dressed in a cloak to hide their identity. This figure was one of the people who helped him understand the mysteries and truths of Norse magic as well as the deeper meaning of the runes he used. The figure nodded at him and he knew what to do. Ren simply stared at her and entered the second floor of a building that served as a café as well as a place to oversee the sights of the street they were on.
The one-armed otherworlder quickly ordered a cup of coffee and some snacks, as well as two slices of cake, one with chocolate, and the other vanilla. The figure soon entered the second floor and took the opposite seat from Ren with a chuckle. Mischievous silver eyes met with dull dark filled with boredom as their orders were put down on the table.
"Quite hospitable of you." The figure said as several strands of silver hair peeked under the hood of their cloak along with snow-white skin. Her voice was playful and lightly teasing.
"..." Ren said nothing as he took a fork and sliced a small part of his chocolate cake. "I have the information you want on that boy from that Familia." He said as soon as the small piece of chocolate cake entered his mouth.
"Oh? So soon?" The figure said while slicing a part of her cake. She hummed while looking at the one-armed young man in front of her.
"Of course." He said, setting his fork down and a folder materialized on his hand. Sliding it towards the woman, he picked up his fork once more and took a bite of his chocolate cake. "Of course, extra information will cost you more, Lady Freya." Ren said after writing some sort of symbol on the plate his cake was on.
"No discounts? Even for a friend?" The now named Freya said with a smile, her eyes glowing with a purple tint. Seeing this, blood seeped down the young man's hand.
"Please stop using charm on me. You may be my friend but business is business." Ren told her while shaking his head.
"You are getting better in resisting me."
"Well, I had lots of practice with weaker versions." He told her, earning a raised brow from the Vanir goddess.
"Oh, do tell."
"And risk having you know more of my weaknesses? Yeah, right." Ren said with a scoff as he took one last piece of his cake and devoured it.
"Stingy." Freya said with a smile.
"I am thrifty." Ren countered lightly. He might seem rude to others, but for Freya and those who knew him, he was just playfully teasing her.
Ren lightly raised a cup of coffee when he saw the goddess look down from their seat, eyes focused on a passing adventurer.
"Well, here we go again." He said with an exasperated sigh and shook his head.
"Odr..." Hearing the name, Ren choked a bit on his coffee.
Holy Shit! Did she just...
"Oh, Odr..." Hearing the way his friend say that name made Ren sweat nervously. He knew the name Odr. It was the name of her husband from the myths.
"Why do these things always happen to me" The young man moaned out to himself as he nursed a headache with his hand.
Well, looks like Orario will never be the same. Poor guy, you will be missed.
"Ren." The goddess called out to him, her eyes pleading with him for a favor.
"Yeah, yeah. I'll help you poach him." He said, putting his cup of coffee down on the table.
"Not this time my friend," Freya said towards the one-armed one-eyed adventurer, surprising him greatly. "I want you to keep an eye on him, make him grow stronger, and Don't let him die."
"Okay..." Ren agreed quietly. Okay, this was weird. Normally, whenever Freya wanted someone, she would hire him to gather information and help them be swayed to her side. Now, he was no hero, so he does not care about what happens.
This request fired up something inside of him. He was an adventurer and he needed the money. But this time, it was not just about the money, it was about the message Freya wanted to deliver.
Not can only this entertain him, this will also allow him to help a friend.
"Very well, I'll take this job with a discount and the payment will be equipment, a favor. and my amusement." He said with a smile, setting his now empty cup of coffee down. Raising his hand, a silver pocket watch fell down and landed on his hand. Opening it, Ren pushed it towards the disguised goddess with a smile on his face.
"Interesting." Freya mused as she pressed her thumb on it, leaving a red imprint on her thumb.
"And thus, the contract has started," Ren said with a smile as he pulled the pocket watch towards him. "the conditions are agreed upon." The pocket watched glowed red, revealing several runic formulae surrounding it.
"Want more cake? I need to hear about your problems with charm users."
"Goddamnit! I'll have a blueberry cheesecake!"
A chuckle escaped from the goddess's lips as she listened to her friend's tales and run-ins with several Familias.
?
"His spawn inside of Orario."
"What?"
"Impossible! They were all exiled!"
"It might seem impossible but I know who it is."
"Who?"
"The very person who slaughtered our children, our pawns. The person who dismantled our operations, stealing every resource we had."
"You mean."
"How did we not see the signs?!"
"Boys~, I have a way to take care of the thorn in our plans,"
"Oooh!"
"Can you take him out?"
"By my own and my Familia? No. He has Freya and several other Familias backing him up. Even without them, he can wipe out my Familia quite easily. But we have our own secret weapon against him."
"You mean!"
"Will it work against him?"
"Of course. He is just a human of course."
"But that human is..."
"He is nothing but a cripple now."
"Yes, but remember! He annihilated most of us even after he lost them."
"Oh, are you scared? My pet will annihilate him."
"The human is none other than his last student. He even has his own title."
"He is no match against my pet."
"We all agree."
"Why are you scared of that human? My dearest bull can flatten him."
"Because that human is none other than Azrael. I have seen him kill three first-class adventurers."
"Oh, that's nothing."
"With a quill. With a fucking quill. And he was fucking drunk!"
"Oh..."
The group of people hidden in the shadows suddenly stood up as a person was launched into the stone table. The person landed with his back exploding from the impact, making the white-robed man appear like he was some sort of angel with wings and a halo of blood. his eyes were wide open and had a feather and card on his chest.
A robed man took the card and read its contents.
'The evening bells toll thy names.'
-Azrael.
"It's Azrael!"
"Wait! Something is written behind it."
the man turned the card around and his eyes widened.
"What does it say?!" One of the members asked, Stepping into the light to reveal dark skin.
"T-tell the whore I look forward to reenacting the famous event done by the king of heroes and the chains of heaven." Hearing this, the woman gasped and gritted her teeth.
"WHO?! I MADE SURE THAT NO BOOKS WILL HAVE THAT EVENT RECORDED!"
"P.S.: Ereshkigal is way better than you. "
As the group raged on in their hidden base. A lone green sleeve can be seen fluttering in the wind before it disappeared into the shadows.
Dun-Dun-Dun! Ren is working with Freya.
Who is Ishmael?
Who are the ones having a meeting?
Will Ren ever have that Blueberry cheesecake?
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Yo! Chirith here.
I have several stories if you wanna read them.
Paving the path: A fire emblem isekai fic
A dragon emperor's legacy, Ignia's arc: Rwby Fic
And Those who fight to the end: A Honkai impact 3rd fic.
I am also planning to write a new danmachi fic. An AU of living in a world with gods is hard where Ren is summoned in Orario three years before canon and he does not have a falna.